<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:00:45.774+08:00</updated><category term='No way i will accept you.'/><category term='I&apos;m so lost without you.'/><category term='C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E-S-O-N-G- SONG'/><category term='If you feel so empty.'/><category term='Before a bright light enters a dark night. 4.55pm'/><title type='text'>th-happy-girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-9018872647219934064</id><published>2009-09-04T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:59:19.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurray.</title><content type='html'>Heyy! it's the hols now! Be sure to let go, enjoy, and then re-centre again, cuz it's EOY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Imma gonna taunt you with the words "EOY. EOY EOY EOY" K, not so bad, actually it is.&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is and assssss, I'm gonna spend half of my hols at Sentosa, chalet there, and i'm gonna mug REALLY HARD after that. I serrr-wear, that it's gonna be picture heavy, one day, but don't know when cuz blogger don't allow me to post pic-chu-wers, k, I did quite well for my test this time, but it's just all 4s and 5s i don't like, and my Math's still failing *cries for 7and a half hours* fwuck, and Vivien sprayed her Vitasoy out of her mouth and into my ear today, YES, it went INTO my ear, and after that , it came out, I was like uber disgusted bout that, I didn't wash my ears like after i went home, so tell me, is it EEEE or not. L-O-L much. &lt;br /&gt;And do you all know how to calculate the overall marks for the results that we just got? &lt;br /&gt;Tag at my tagboard, and I don't think i will get any tags I DON'T HAVE READERS even those that passes by sad or not...&lt;br /&gt;And this post is gonna end abruptly so,BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-9018872647219934064?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/9018872647219934064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=9018872647219934064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/9018872647219934064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/9018872647219934064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/hurray.html' title='Hurray.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-2530747512575224839</id><published>2009-08-31T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:22:26.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blonde jokes.</title><content type='html'>Kay, today we had teacher's day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I shall tell yu some blonde jokes,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two blondes walk into a bar, yes a real bar where you drink.&lt;br /&gt;They look really happy so the bartender asks them&lt;br /&gt;"So what are you guys celebrating?"&lt;br /&gt;They say "We finished a 50 peice puzzle in 3 days !!"&lt;br /&gt;Bartender says "so...?"&lt;br /&gt;They say, "The box said 8-10 years!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde women suspects that her boyfriend is cheating on her.&lt;br /&gt;So she went to his house without him knowing, once she barged into his apartment, &lt;br /&gt;she saw her boyfriend with a red head.&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, she took out a gun and pointed at her own head, then her boyfriend said&lt;br /&gt;"NO PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!!"&lt;br /&gt;And then she screamed "SHUT UP! You're next!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde was driving down the road listening to the radio and was quite upset when she heard blonde joke after blonde joke. A little way down the road, she saw another blonde out in a field rowing a boat. The blonde stopped her car and angrily jumped out yelling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "You dumb blonde bimbo! It's blondes like you that give the rest of us a bad name! If I could swim I'd come out there and give you what's coming to you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde asked someone what time it was, and they told her it was 4:45. The blonde, with a puzzled look on her face replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "You know, it's the weirdest thing, I have been asking that question all day, and each time I get a different answer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person went into the office kitchen one morning and found a new blonde girl painting the walls. She was wearing a new fur coat and a nice denim jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking this was a little strange, he asked her why she was wearing them rather than old clothes or an overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She showed him the instructions on the tin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "For best results, put on two coats".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A blonde was walking down the road with a healthy looking pig under her arm. As she passed the bus stop, someone asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Where did you get that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pig replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "I won her in a raffle!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The assistant asked the blonde if she would like her pizza cut into six pieces or twelve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Six please" she said, "I could never eat twelve!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: If a blonde and a brunette fell off a building, who would hit the ground first?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: The brunette - the blonde would have to stop for directions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do if a blonde throws a pin at you? &lt;br /&gt;Answer: Run - she is still holding the grenade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you make a blonde laugh on a Wednesday?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Tell her a joke on a Monday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you make a blondes eyes shine bright? &lt;br /&gt;Answer: Shine a torch in her ear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brunette, a red-head, and a blonde were all running from the cops. They decided to split up. The brunette went to the west and jumped in with a pack of dogs. She started barking so the cops went after the red-head. The red-head went to east and jumped in with a pack of cats. She started meowing so the cops went after the blonde. The blonde went south and jumped into a vegetable garden. When the cops caught up with her, she began repeating, "Photosyntehsis, photosynthesis..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young blonde was on vacation in the depths of Louisiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted a pair of genuine alligator shoes in the worst way, but was very reluctant to pay the high prices the local vendors were asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After becoming very frustrated with the "no haggle" attitude of one of the shopkeepers, the blonde shouted, "Maybe I'll just go out and catch my own alligator so I can get a pair of shoes at a reasonable price!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shopkeeper said, "By all means, be my guest. Maybe you'll luck out and catch yourself a big one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determined, the blonde turned and headed for the swamps, set on catching herself an alligator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day, the shopkeeper was driving home, when he spotted the young woman standing waist deep in the water, shotgun in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, he saw a huge 9-foot alligator swimming quickly toward her. She took aim, killed the creature, and with a great deal of effort hauled it on to the swamp bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying nearby were several more of the dead creatures. The shopkeeper watched in amazement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then the blonde flipped the alligator on its back. Frustrated, she shouts out, "Damn it, this one isn't wearing any shoes either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 11 people holding onto a rope that came down from a plane. Ten were blonde, and one was a brunette. They all decided that one person should get off because if they didn't then the rope would break and everyone would die. No one could decide who should go, so finally the brunette said, "I'll get off." After a really touching speech from the brunette saying she would get off, all of the blondes started clapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blonde,brunette and a redhead are escaping from jail. The redhead jumps over the wall and lands with a THUMP. The guard yells "Who's out there?" The redhead says"meow""Oh it's just a cat" The brunette jumps over the wall and lands with a THUMP. The guard yells"who's out there? The brunette says"meow." "Oh it's just that darn cat, get lost you stupid thing." Then the blonde jumps over and lands with a THUMP."Who's out there?" "The blonde yells "It's just that darn cat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde has just gotten a new sports car. She cuts out in front of a semi, and almost causes it to drive over a cliff. The driver furiously motions for her to pull over, and she does. The driver gets out and draws a circle and tells her to stand in it. Then he gets out his knife and cuts up her leather seats. He turns around and sees she's smiling. So he goes to his truck, takes out a baseball bat, and starts busting her windows and beating her car. He looks back to see that she's laughing. He's really mad now, so he takes his knife and slices her tires. He turns around and she's laughing so hard, she's about to fall down. He demands, "What's so funny?" She says, "Every time you weren't looking, I stepped out of the circle!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde, a brunette, and a redhead were trying out for a new NASA experiment on sending women to different planets. First, they called the brunette in and asked her a question.&lt;br /&gt;"If you could go to any planet, what planet would you want to go to and why?"&lt;br /&gt;After pondering the question she answered, "I would like to go to Mars because it seems so interesting with all the recent news about possible extra terrestrial life on the planet."&lt;br /&gt;They said "well okay, thank you." And told her that they would get back to her.&lt;br /&gt;Next, the redhead entered the room and the NASA people asked her the same question. In reply, "I would like to go to Saturn to see all of its rings." Again, "thank you" and they would get back to her.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the blonde entered the room and they asked her the same question they asked the brunette and the redhead. She thought for a while and replied, "I would like to go to the sun."&lt;br /&gt;The people from NASA replied, "why, don't you know that if you went to the sun you would burn to death?"&lt;br /&gt;The blonde smirked and put her hands on her hips. "Are you guys dumb? I'd go at night!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i guess thats all! &lt;br /&gt;And, yea today's performance was great.&lt;br /&gt;I returned to primary school and i was like "OMG why did it all change so fast? Now so nice already uh.."&lt;br /&gt;Same as Vivien, The sink, is like CHANGED, and the most changed one was the G.O. It had a total make over!!&lt;br /&gt;It's like, when we went in we went "Woah! Change so much" From last time's old fashioned til now's modern design, although i didn't get to see Mrs Teo, but nehhmind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-2530747512575224839?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2530747512575224839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=2530747512575224839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/2530747512575224839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/2530747512575224839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/08/blonde-jokes.html' title='Blonde jokes.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-2027093562761453230</id><published>2009-08-28T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:19:52.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Flower Day</title><content type='html'>Finally, i planted my flower that i bought like 3 weeks ago, today not sunny, but I'm looking forward to the birth of my flowers, sun sun faster come!! And today i talked to SiYing my dear beloved sista, wife, bestest of bestestest friend. WE VIDEO CHATTED I ALMOST TEARED WHEN I SAW HER PRETTY FACE, like i seeeer-wear. Guess thats how much i missed her, actually the tears did flow, but she didn't see i guess, but i miss her!! Now i don't, and i miss her again, kay lame -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-2027093562761453230?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2027093562761453230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=2027093562761453230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/2027093562761453230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/2027093562761453230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-flower-day.html' title='Happy Flower Day'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-7749333258539759416</id><published>2009-08-16T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:32:20.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREW YOU, BLOGGER.</title><content type='html'>OHHMIGAWD, blogger's having bigger issues now.&lt;br /&gt;Like, wthhh a million and a zillion times. Looks like a peice of shyt to me now.&lt;br /&gt;I've got nowhere to go today, it's Sunday~ Cherlyn can't accompany me to causeway or Vivo, it's family day -.-" whats wrong with going out on family days. I don't have family day, not fair!!&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, srsly, the internet pop-ups are killing me, although i blocked them it's still popping up every minute of my surfing life.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, i changed blogskin, kindda girlish huh! I'm murdered la, by boredom, dead and gone, wait! not gone yet, i feel like riding a horse, it's so fun.&lt;br /&gt;I've got alot of random things to update about..&lt;br /&gt;Like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;MSN is not allowing me to view webcam with my dear SiYing, it just hangs there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I forget to sign in my MSN, i hope SiYing is not waiting for me??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She's offline now *tears a litre of tears* wth much, tears a litre of tears.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm writing random songs but only came up with a chorus, it's not going smoothly..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dreamed of being famous by writing songs, shall continue writing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blogger is having big fat issues, and it really bothers me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;My dog likes to bite me uh.. i bite her back LOL k la, joking.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went to the most stupid-est concert i've ever been to,&lt;br /&gt;they just keep on showing us clips after clips after clips, and the singer, idk who sang 3 songs only.&lt;br /&gt;K, thats all for today, i'm going to watch Power Sunday now.&lt;br /&gt;Byee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-7749333258539759416?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7749333258539759416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=7749333258539759416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/7749333258539759416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/7749333258539759416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/08/screw-you-blogger.html' title='SCREW YOU, BLOGGER.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-7028469618160810034</id><published>2009-08-12T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T18:50:06.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHHHH MIII GORDD</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not posting again.. I remember saying that i'll post up photos of Lee Min Ho.&lt;br /&gt;But what's wrong wittt blogger?????&lt;br /&gt;Lyke seriously, idk why my typing is sho disgusting, i'm sowwie if it realie bothers you.&lt;br /&gt;K, wth much, i'm ADDICTED to shopping, shopping alone is super fun cuz you can like buy the stuff that eu lyke and nobody bothers you with all those comments, like what my mom does to me all the tyme, but it's her monehh, i bought some from Genting, it's not a really great place but i really want to play SPACESHOT. i didn't get a chance to take it, it was raining and all. AHHHHH i really need to get a life, an interesting one cuz it's either me chasing my dog or my dog chasing me i need a life like really really, i know my post are getting more and more boring. No pictures means boring post, i need comments la.. bout my recent picks, although i don't really lyke ppl to give nasty comments, lol i'm contradicting myself. And oh! i won a pink dolphin from some games at KL, pink ehhh!!! But my dog go bite -.-"&lt;br /&gt;NEVER SPOIL HAHA! No smell also... It's dangling on my cupboard nowwie.&lt;br /&gt;K LA, i'm ending this shyttt more here.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-7028469618160810034?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7028469618160810034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=7028469618160810034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/7028469618160810034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/7028469618160810034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/08/ohhhh-miii-gordd.html' title='OHHHH MIII GORDD'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-4010037789156020643</id><published>2009-07-18T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:37:09.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER-LY IN LOVE WITH LEE MIN HO!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SmFq-QSmSQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qIj-LJcE3GE/s1600-h/z1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SmFq-QSmSQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qIj-LJcE3GE/s320/z1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359682649305008386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HELLO ALL!! I'M BACK TO UPPPPDATE.&lt;br /&gt;YES!! I'M GONNA POST SERIES OF LEE MIN HO'S PHOTOS.&lt;br /&gt;CUZZ HE'S HOT and HOT and VERY HOT.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not posting for like, idk how long?&lt;br /&gt;But yea, i'm here nowww. So saddd&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson died @ the age of only 50 and he's suspected to be murdered.&lt;br /&gt;I have his poster @ home haaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;By it's kindda broken, i'm gonna laminate it, so it'll look perfect like after 50 years.&lt;br /&gt;My dad does'nt allow me to paste it on the wall, cuz he's dead and I won't consider pasting it up I'm afraid that it'll spoil like after some time, and i won't want that!&lt;br /&gt;And ya! I've got the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Boys Over Flowers&lt;/span&gt; poster, limited edition one eh~&lt;br /&gt;C'mon be jealous.. I won't mind. And I DON'T like Tomas, i don't, it was just a joke that day.&lt;br /&gt;Don't take it too seriously, seriously, some of the 2-8 people really suck, except for some.&lt;br /&gt;Show attitude and use vulgar, c'mon don't degrade yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You'll really look bad, and why afraid of other ppl talking about you?&lt;br /&gt;You really did, said, and yea.. You think you correct then don't want others to say?&lt;br /&gt;Scared that i'll spread something bad bout you? I'm not that childish.&lt;br /&gt;Sue me for defamtion lor.. So scared... And sorry? Whats your age?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure i won't end up like someone haa&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it to sec 3 unlike ...&lt;br /&gt;Haa so.. okay heres my post cuz XUANPING ask me to update so yea!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NOT&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; XUAN PING&lt;/span&gt;? So small gas.&lt;br /&gt;Kk wait for the photos uh! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEE MIN HO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-4010037789156020643?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4010037789156020643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=4010037789156020643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/4010037789156020643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/4010037789156020643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/07/super-ly-in-love-with-lee-min-ho.html' title='SUPER-LY IN LOVE WITH LEE MIN HO!!'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SmFq-QSmSQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qIj-LJcE3GE/s72-c/z1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-4756106605432364753</id><published>2009-06-28T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:47:24.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you magnify your mind??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SkZJ4qwGy1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/w1DJ8VLJdmQ/s1600-h/3534811109_3ff8790cd4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SkZJ4qwGy1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/w1DJ8VLJdmQ/s320/3534811109_3ff8790cd4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352046445073976146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YESS that hot guy up there is my newest of newest crush!! He's like the hottest man alive...&lt;br /&gt;AND YES he's mine, so WenShing and everyone who likes him!! You stand no chance!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA I LOVE HIM LIKE MADDDDD&lt;br /&gt;So kindda busy nowadays, tons and tons of homework.. I won't update much..&lt;br /&gt;And i feel like no one's reading my blog, so sad lurhs. aiya...&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LEE MIN HO!!!!!!! HE'S DA BOMB!!&lt;br /&gt;He's mine mine and still, mine. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-4756106605432364753?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4756106605432364753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=4756106605432364753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/4756106605432364753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/4756106605432364753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-do-you-magnify-your-mind.html' title='How do you magnify your mind??'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SkZJ4qwGy1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/w1DJ8VLJdmQ/s72-c/3534811109_3ff8790cd4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-8308874388195152295</id><published>2009-06-14T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:04:56.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE THICK SKIN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SjPSF9EZEgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fSrQT0cwmpw/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SjPSF9EZEgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fSrQT0cwmpw/s320/DSC00003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346848182353072642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today went to Sentosa with KaiWen and Diana for our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; unsucessful class outing..&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic right... 3 person only, our class like got, 44 or 45 people only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; go.. K nvm, we go to the beach first then Kaiwen and Diana attempted to drag me down the water but they failed hahaha!! Then after that we went to play sky rider and luge, KaiWen got phobia of heights then I keep shake the sky rider sit, it's like going to break like that, KaiWen ride the luge damn slow&lt;br /&gt;then we were like "Oi faster a bit eh..." and ohh, i ride two times, first time with they all second on my own cause got extra one time so.. i have to pay extra S$7/- I was mistaken as someone's mom!! I look old meh? She older than me huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for our lunch at 7/11, very pathetic.. Why nobody come class outing one??&lt;br /&gt;I keep forgetting i got bring water then keep go buy water.. D: wasted few dollars on water..&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to play water at the hill near the merlion with Diana, we were like mad people roaming around, worrying that the water will splash til us or not... Then feel a bit awkward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that is bicycle, I 360 degree turn and fall down flat on the ground, but luckily no bruises or whatever.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;THICK SKIN GOT MORE BENEFITS!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Then Kaiwen jealous I got thick skin haahaa.. Because my fall was like dam riduculous, it's like brake then 360 turn Is like "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;" shape?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Diana freaked out BUT I HAVE NO BRUISES hahahahahahahahahahaaha X 1,000,000,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then we went to Vivo the deck there, I accidently soaked my phone into daa water, but i didn't know until Kaiwen realise that my phone was wet, then my phone went ding dong plong plik pliak, spoiled. Ohhyea, i remain calm, first time!! I usually will get very flustered or very paranoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but I didn't!! Then there was street fest, alot of people sing sing sing.&lt;br /&gt;Then went shopping, i bought one tank top.. then we lost our way, again as usual.. we loose our way easily.. like, all the time? Then reached home at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I'm gonna pierce my lip with Diana on idk when, but I'm gonna close it.. wasted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-8308874388195152295?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8308874388195152295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=8308874388195152295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/8308874388195152295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/8308874388195152295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-thick-skin.html' title='I HAVE THICK SKIN.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SjPSF9EZEgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fSrQT0cwmpw/s72-c/DSC00003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-5652545419850801300</id><published>2009-06-08T15:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:22:12.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Siy6KG1hfLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jQ-e5Ppa97g/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Siy6KG1hfLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jQ-e5Ppa97g/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344851540578499762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Don't care my eyebrow. D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Heyy peeps, I'm watching meteor garden at the moment and decided to post before study-ing.&lt;br /&gt;And going back to watch it. I kindda think &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;daomingsi&lt;/span&gt; is hot if i stare at him longer. Okay, some of you may not know what I'm talking bout but, heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is really bad and class outing's on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;13 June.    &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm perspiring like shytt already. Kaykaykaykay, I'm bored like shit like that even though i have alot of things to do. Hokay, til here people, ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-5652545419850801300?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5652545419850801300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=5652545419850801300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/5652545419850801300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/5652545419850801300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/arghh.html' title='ARGHH'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Siy6KG1hfLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jQ-e5Ppa97g/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-5119847003084506451</id><published>2009-06-05T15:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:09:43.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's a boy to do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SijSv9fPFrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/s6bqO-Cquso/s1600-h/DSC02109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SijSv9fPFrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/s6bqO-Cquso/s320/DSC02109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343752679276353202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SijPle8hfjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Nf1jizQvFWI/s1600-h/JoyTanChinEn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SijPle8hfjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Nf1jizQvFWI/s320/JoyTanChinEn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343749200744119858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SijPclnZkDI/AAAAAAAAAHI/tz1UeJ13X4c/s1600-h/DSC021450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SijPclnZkDI/AAAAAAAAAHI/tz1UeJ13X4c/s320/DSC021450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343749047915745330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SijNfpYZo-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/SCDIOuTwlQQ/s1600-h/DSC02138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SijNfpYZo-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/SCDIOuTwlQQ/s320/DSC02138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343746901442929634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second post of the day, just now my Aunt irritated the ass out of me. We were in the food court and she's talking so dam loudly to my another Aunt, theres two Aunt ok Aunt A and Aunt B&lt;br /&gt;It's really chaotic and we're in the food court and then she suddenly start to quarrell with Aunt B and Aunt A's like shouting til half the food court can hear. Then have to stop her as really disgrace ma.. So dam xia suey one lor go out with her, she make a din at the food court. Still scold vulgar like wtf? disgrace herself she don't even respect herself then at there slam table, throw chopsticks. I quarrell with her then she's like "You don't like noisy you go out la!!" Then i say "This foodcourt you own one ah?" Then she nothing to say, fuck her man.. Make us diu lian... Then say i no respect for her, She herself don't want to respect herself liao i still need to respect her. Call her eat shit la... I teared but she cry, even worse than me. At least I'm not some irritant making a fuss in the fucking foodcourt as if she owns it. And i forgot how kokchweekee's face looks like already, how!!!!!!!!!! how!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And i made my study plan :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-5119847003084506451?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5119847003084506451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=5119847003084506451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/5119847003084506451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/5119847003084506451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-boy-to-do.html' title='What&apos;s a boy to do.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SijSv9fPFrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/s6bqO-Cquso/s72-c/DSC02109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-522409139734818476</id><published>2009-06-05T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T12:27:40.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Mint.</title><content type='html'>Hookay my fucking cousin spoiled my bed. I fcuking screamed at her.&lt;br /&gt;Her parents dote on her like shiatttt and everytime she come my house she confirm will spoil something then i will scold them, her parents will then interfere I'm not trying to say that parents cannot interfere but the scenario is like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cousin: "jumps on bed til the bed breaks"&lt;br /&gt;Grandma: "AIYO!! Why you break my bed??!?!??!?!"&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: "NOT MY PROBLEM HOR!! I NEVER DO ANYTHING HOR"(in fact she did)&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Why break the bed?!?!??!"&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: *trys to push the blame*"No not me!!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Did you jump?! YES RIGHT!!"(she always do thw wrong thing)&lt;br /&gt;Cousin's mother: "WHY YOU SCOLD HER?? ALSO NOT HER FAULT!!"*innocent face*&lt;br /&gt;Me: "SHE GOT JUMP WHAT!! She break the bed still not her fault? Then don't scold must praise her ah??!"&lt;br /&gt;Mother: "Aiya!! go home la go home la"&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whispers&lt;/span&gt;, better be true.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma: "aiya don't quarrell liao la they got wrong why cannot scold them??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Then my Aunt tries to explain for her daughter saying that my bed already gonna break already,&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be sarcastic and say "hahaha! very funny" with a very emotion-less face.&lt;br /&gt;Then she immediately sian diaoooooo. Then the next minute was like. I did a very "heroic" act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cousin: *Cries dramatically while screaming*&lt;br /&gt;Me: *stomps out of the room* "YOU BETTER SHUT UP AH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: *Cry til more worse*&lt;br /&gt;Me: "SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "YOU WANT TO CRY BETTER MAKE NO NOISE!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my cousin cries quietly in her room. Then there was a few minute of silence and my aunt's bitching again. Keep calling my Grandma to move in with her and let me and my brother die ourselves -.- but we won't, like, duh! But my Aunt failed. *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;Then my Aunt goes guhguhguhgagaga over my cousin's pencil colours DUMB!!&lt;br /&gt;And my Grandma ask me "next time you don't talk so much ah, so fierce."&lt;br /&gt;Then i stare at her with a blank face. Actually scold my cousin very shuang.&lt;br /&gt;K, so later i will stay at home with my Aunt and my cousin is making a din at my house and&lt;br /&gt;they're screaming and crying again. -.- FUCK THEM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-522409139734818476?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/522409139734818476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=522409139734818476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/522409139734818476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/522409139734818476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/double-mint.html' title='Double Mint.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-6002188053569424176</id><published>2009-06-04T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:28:37.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geek in the pink.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4X_AgLfpndM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4X_AgLfpndM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heyy guys today i surfed yootuuuube and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;listen&lt;/span&gt; to the song!! Be wise, it's really nice and my aun'ts being an ass at the moment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm really obessed with that song now. Go listen to "The remedy" by Jason Mraz also it's quite nice and i have nothing to post already and gogogo listen!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-6002188053569424176?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6002188053569424176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=6002188053569424176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/6002188053569424176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/6002188053569424176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/geek-in-pink.html' title='Geek in the pink.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-6245694282282936788</id><published>2009-06-03T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:48:50.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OREO</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Did Obama just tagged me?? -.- I BET ITS NOT HIM!!&lt;br /&gt;and yea, i haven find out whose the one yetttttttt.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hookaaaaay, today i went out to daaa park with my irritating cousin and i told her that on 2012,&lt;br /&gt;the world will come to an end. She said her Dad could be a government but he didn't want to and theres totally no link to it -.- wat a irritant. She shouts across my house and irritates everyone out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom's angry with me and she's not gonna come home tomorrow. BIG DEAL. Her freaking attitude sucks and i think she got a tattoo on her hip. with rows and rows of words i cant see.&lt;br /&gt;But it's quite obvious that it's a tattoo or just a medical patch some chinese herbal thing or what!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when i can get my navel piercing *wonders wonders wonders* I think after the class outing so won't bother the activities that much huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired that i can eat an elephant. (no link but whatever) and i'm back to maple life again but i don't think i am going to buy any cash as i'm happy with my beginner clothes. WHATEVER i'm tired eyes veli heavy. K nights everly-body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-6245694282282936788?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6245694282282936788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=6245694282282936788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/6245694282282936788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/6245694282282936788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/oreo.html' title='OREO'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-8211503588628593699</id><published>2009-06-02T17:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T11:21:17.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCKING UNFAIR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SiTuAbDMePI/AAAAAAAAAGY/FVRxJQVCOsU/s1600-h/uglyfied.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SiTuAbDMePI/AAAAAAAAAGY/FVRxJQVCOsU/s320/uglyfied.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342656748996819186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today, i shall post about SCHOOL, anyway, its freaking unfair and i don't think that we have the freedom of speech anymore even though it is our privacy or our thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;We can't fucking even express ourselves who cares if we use vulgarities but school's really a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school, the freaking teachers (well, not all though) called my friends to stay away from me as I'm a bad influence wtf? Which i think I'm not, but still you can't abuse your power, why must you target my friends? Threatening? The teachers, maybe the principal, maybe,&lt;br /&gt;told my friend's parents that i am a bad influence and warn their child to stay away from me. WTF? Well if you wanna threaten me, don't use friends and always before the hols, Mr Siva will always call us to think before we write in our blogs, well i really did but what can i think of the school? I know that they don't want us to become chao ah Lian or ah bengs but they still cannot abuse their rights to "refine" the students. I totally don't get them. A blog is for rantings, journal and to express yourself. It's our own blog &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIND YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you even afraid of people writing about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR&lt;/span&gt; own actions when it's totally true.And if you think that your actions is correct, why so scared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the school didn't let me go to class when i did something wrong. But we pay the fucking school for our own education. What happens when you pay for your kid's and they don't even let them go back to class? You pay the parents back the one week money? Maybe it's cheap, i don't know, but it's still money isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only one harmless blog entry can make the school worked up and angry, annoyed, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ITS TOTALLY WORTH IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a principal or a teacher, and you don't like what the students wrote about you or the school, go confront the students the simplest thing to do. And the fastest way to resolve the matter. why degrade yourself and why abuse your power to attack us? And several teachers are secretly reading the student's blog. They find something relevant to school, they complain. Whats the point man? Why can't we express ourselves at our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;own&lt;/span&gt; blogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You teachers teach us to be magnanimous and you yourself are not. It's not because i have a lot of time to write this harmless entry, i think it's not harmful to anybody and i am expressing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREEDOM OF SPEECH, LOSERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-8211503588628593699?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8211503588628593699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=8211503588628593699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/8211503588628593699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/8211503588628593699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/fucking-unfair.html' title='FUCKING UNFAIR.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SiTuAbDMePI/AAAAAAAAAGY/FVRxJQVCOsU/s72-c/uglyfied.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-3259502829955330806</id><published>2009-05-27T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:18:02.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sound sound sound sound sound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Sh0rnWdHMhI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/D8ambomxCuE/s1600-h/everybody-hates-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Sh0rnWdHMhI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/D8ambomxCuE/s320/everybody-hates-you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340472688173855250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I  did my public apology today and i stayed back to do my History well, i tried to find the information bout the political parties in 1965 and eveything that comes into my mind is 'PAP'&lt;br /&gt;Only came up with two sentences lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-3259502829955330806?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3259502829955330806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=3259502829955330806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/3259502829955330806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/3259502829955330806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/sound-sound-sound-sound-sound.html' title='sound sound sound sound sound'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Sh0rnWdHMhI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/D8ambomxCuE/s72-c/everybody-hates-you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-4019878935754608308</id><published>2009-05-26T16:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:31:52.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just dance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/ShuoB2k0B-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/KJ1IyQbd1co/s1600-h/candle-terror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340046532961109986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/ShuoB2k0B-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/KJ1IyQbd1co/s320/candle-terror.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KaiWen and Diana is at mahh house playing with mahhh dog. I'm smelling mahhh dog.&lt;br /&gt;Not. I'm a no lifer. And i like to eat Mc Spicy as it excite my taste buds. Yes my taste buds I know it sounds digy-usting. So when is our class outing? Go where go where. And We're gonna make a class blog sooononnnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-4019878935754608308?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4019878935754608308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=4019878935754608308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/4019878935754608308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/4019878935754608308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-dance.html' title='Just dance.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/ShuoB2k0B-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/KJ1IyQbd1co/s72-c/candle-terror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-2588179348367246886</id><published>2009-05-25T17:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:55:33.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burpppppppppppppp !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/ShppY6BEzeI/AAAAAAAAAGA/i1W4frETHrI/s1600-h/not-a-good-reason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/ShppY6BEzeI/AAAAAAAAAGA/i1W4frETHrI/s320/not-a-good-reason.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339696184812686818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh-Hi-Yo! ohhiyo~ Whatever shit, I'm at home, home!! Yes home!! Nothing so special bout mahh home. Just kindda like it, omgogmogm. I was really high this morning and I actually went to say &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hi&lt;/span&gt; to some random people that i don't know. And recently people anyhow make up story huh! I don't have a boyfriend and I don't want one!! Freaks!! I think I'm gonna do my appology on Wednesday, this weak I know!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; WEEK&lt;/span&gt;. Don't correct me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-2588179348367246886?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2588179348367246886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=2588179348367246886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/2588179348367246886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/2588179348367246886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/burpppppppppppppp.html' title='Burpppppppppppppp !!'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/ShppY6BEzeI/AAAAAAAAAGA/i1W4frETHrI/s72-c/not-a-good-reason.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-8455993976905904899</id><published>2009-05-24T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:22:39.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's the way uh-huh uh-huh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/ShlYIz7g_KI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Y_5q4_ul41A/s1600-h/welcome-to-my-puppet-show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/ShlYIz7g_KI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Y_5q4_ul41A/s320/welcome-to-my-puppet-show.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339395741626465442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So tuuday i went to Causeway, Owen road, i-don't-know-what road and alotta places.&lt;br /&gt;This post is gonna be crappy.  So today i went to watch Night At the Museum 2.&lt;br /&gt;The show was&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; fantasfabtic&lt;/span&gt;. And the little Einsteins are so cutely-adorable. And and and! I wannaaaaaa tolk about thaaa Octypus, itsa just so cute. My english is so wonderfully powerfuly awesomely fantasticly fabulously factastisly &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;fantabulous&lt;/span&gt;!! I know i know!! My engerlis is all screwed up in this post but who cares. So.. That the is fabtastic, and i missed my freaking show yesterday. I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;greatly sad&lt;/span&gt; about it, and i only found out today which makes me  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;greaterly greatly sad&lt;/span&gt;. I like taaa smellllllllll mahhhhhhhhhhh dogggg. She smelsssss plain nice, and i'm kindda addicted to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-8455993976905904899?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8455993976905904899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=8455993976905904899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/8455993976905904899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/8455993976905904899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/thats-way-uh-huh-uh-huh.html' title='That&apos;s the way uh-huh uh-huh.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/ShlYIz7g_KI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Y_5q4_ul41A/s72-c/welcome-to-my-puppet-show.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-6169288331075861605</id><published>2009-05-17T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:20:02.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I rock your socks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/ShApl2J8I1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/lcXpFzjToH8/s1600-h/umbrella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/ShApl2J8I1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/lcXpFzjToH8/s320/umbrella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336811288603140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, I seriously think i need a umbrella for rainy days. Getting wet and cold after a long warm bath is total ruin-age. I'm going to make my Mum buy one. A lot of things happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I almost got kicked out from school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Near to not getting to do my examinations.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I slapped someone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Okay. This is something similar to Vivien's post and I'm freaking doing an apology in front of the whole sec twos on Wednesday, I'm supposed to memorise it but I'm too freaking lazy. But I have to.. I'm really falling apart it's really a looooooooooooooong one. Like one whole chunk of i-don't-know-what in front of you and someone tells you to memorise it what the helll. Lookit me! My face spells &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; totally. Okay I guess thats all for today, ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-6169288331075861605?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6169288331075861605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=6169288331075861605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/6169288331075861605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/6169288331075861605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-rock-your-socks.html' title='I rock your socks.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/ShApl2J8I1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/lcXpFzjToH8/s72-c/umbrella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-1281929051932193127</id><published>2009-05-11T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:48:18.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m so lost without you.'/><title type='text'>I'm all out of love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Sge7WID_HxI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Y1zznsI38cM/s1600-h/shriver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Sge7WID_HxI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Y1zznsI38cM/s320/shriver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334438272439361298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, that pretty lady up there is wife of Arnold Schwarzenegger. Shes &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; comely&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; fair&lt;/span&gt;. They have four kids and shes really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I have nothing better to do than browsing the net for any Arnold or Obama's website.&lt;br /&gt;To my biggest surprise, I found it{&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;} So Joy screamed and rolled around the floor, jumped, tugged her own hair until few strands drop off. Pulls downs her dog's pant and dances around like a chicken. Okay whatever, I chatted with SiYing In MSN and we had a call and I went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-1281929051932193127?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1281929051932193127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=1281929051932193127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/1281929051932193127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/1281929051932193127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-all-out-of-love.html' title='I&apos;m all out of love.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Sge7WID_HxI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Y1zznsI38cM/s72-c/shriver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-8839287613593694922</id><published>2009-05-10T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:15:30.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOLL-MINATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SgWr_mbfnmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ijx43u2ybVQ/s1600-h/doll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SgWr_mbfnmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ijx43u2ybVQ/s320/doll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333858442826194530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Obama is hot and I saw Arnold on tv yesterday {!!}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-8839287613593694922?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8839287613593694922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=8839287613593694922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/8839287613593694922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/8839287613593694922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/doll-mination.html' title='DOLL-MINATION'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SgWr_mbfnmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ijx43u2ybVQ/s72-c/doll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-433490781348229809</id><published>2009-05-04T17:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:47:16.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WISH I COULD CARRY YOUR SMILE IN MY HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Sf62coEv3nI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pdVcrMMNi98/s1600-h/converse-pants-shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Sf62coEv3nI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pdVcrMMNi98/s320/converse-pants-shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331899611763170930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna post afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Info. about the picture up there. I find it really cool because it's a converse pants with shoes&lt;br /&gt;so it'll be a hassle when you want to go to the toilet haa.&lt;br /&gt;Post at night &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;promise&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yea i broke my promise.&lt;br /&gt;Because everybody break theirs, am i right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/COMPAQ%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-433490781348229809?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/433490781348229809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=433490781348229809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/433490781348229809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/433490781348229809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wish-i-could-carry-your-smile-in-my.html' title='I WISH I COULD CARRY YOUR SMILE IN MY HEART'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Sf62coEv3nI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pdVcrMMNi98/s72-c/converse-pants-shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-6851474736524238209</id><published>2009-05-03T23:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:02:09.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TALKATIVE AND TALKATIVE.</title><content type='html'>Hey peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad came over to my house at 3 and we all brought BiBi to Pasir Ris,&lt;br /&gt;And We saw alotta dogs down there and theres this Maltese puppy 3 months old.&lt;br /&gt;Very cute. And alot of dogs want smell BiBi and they get turned on :o like, wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up up at 7 : 40am [DAMN EAAAAAAARLY] because of that damn bird.&lt;br /&gt;And i went to swim at Woodlands Swimming complex. Then came back at 12.30, i slept til 4pm [cause too eaaaarly wake up you see.] Then, til now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats all for this few days, tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-6851474736524238209?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6851474736524238209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=6851474736524238209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/6851474736524238209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/6851474736524238209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/talkative-and-talkative.html' title='TALKATIVE AND TALKATIVE.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-6816647049729892640</id><published>2009-04-30T20:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:22:15.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZ TIME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAGGED BY SIYING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology&lt;br /&gt;Q1: What is your wallpaper on your computer?- Picture of BiBi&lt;br /&gt;Q2: How many televisions have you in your house?- 3&lt;br /&gt;Biology&lt;br /&gt;Q3:Are you right-handed or left-handed?- Right .&lt;br /&gt;Q4: Have you ever had anything removed from your body?- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Q5: What is the last heavy item you lifted?- CPU&lt;br /&gt;Q6: Have you ever been knocked out?- No idea&lt;br /&gt;Bullshitology&lt;br /&gt;Q7: If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?- Yes , so i can live everyday to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;Q8: If you could change your name, what would you change it to?- Buffalo [LOL]&lt;br /&gt;Q9: What colour do you think looks best on you?- Dark colours [cause i'm quite tanned]&lt;br /&gt;Q10: Have you ever swallowed a non-food item?- Yes. [staplers , paper , rubber]&lt;br /&gt;Dareology&lt;br /&gt;Q11: Would you allow one of your little fingers to be cut off for $200 000?- Straight no.&lt;br /&gt;Q12: Would you never blog again for $50 000?- Nope. But i will , for 99billion USD&lt;br /&gt;Q13: Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?- Yes , i'm not afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Q14: Would you, without fear of punishment, take a human life for $1 000 000?- Yes , because "without fear of punishment"&lt;br /&gt;Dumbology&lt;br /&gt;Q15: What is in your left pocket?- No pocket&lt;br /&gt;Q16: Is Napoleon Dynamite actually a good movie?- Never watch before&lt;br /&gt;Q17: Do you have hardwood or carpet in your house?- Nope&lt;br /&gt;Q18: Do you sit or stand in the shower?- Stand&lt;br /&gt;Q19: How many pairs of flip flops do you own?- One (:&lt;br /&gt;Lastology&lt;br /&gt;Q20: Last person who texted you?- Rui Hao&lt;br /&gt;Q21: Last person who called you?- Vivien&lt;br /&gt;Q22: Last person you hugged?- Grandmother ♥&lt;br /&gt;Favouritology&lt;br /&gt;Q23: Number?- 30&lt;br /&gt;Q24: Season?- Winter&lt;br /&gt;Q:25 Colour?- Black , white , grey , red&lt;br /&gt;Currentology&lt;br /&gt;Q26: Missing someone?- Siying ♥&lt;br /&gt;Q27: Mood?- Lazy&lt;br /&gt;Q28: Listening to?- Father's ranting&lt;br /&gt;Q29: Watching?- Screen&lt;br /&gt;Q30: Worrying about?- Exams&lt;br /&gt;Q31:Wearing?- T-shirt&lt;br /&gt;Randomology&lt;br /&gt;Q32: First place you went to this morning?- Toilet&lt;br /&gt;Q33: What can you wait not to do?- Go to New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;Q34: Do you smile often?- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;.Q35: Are you a friendly person?- Yes (to myself)&lt;br /&gt;Tag 8 people , after finishing this quiz ;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-6816647049729892640?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6816647049729892640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=6816647049729892640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/6816647049729892640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/6816647049729892640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/tagged-by-siying.html' title='QUIZ TIME.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-3463865929169580754</id><published>2009-04-30T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:18:48.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go get a life man.</title><content type='html'>Aww did'nt you , spammers , read my disclaimer when you first came to my blog?&lt;br /&gt;Stop spamming my tagboard and make yourself useful by doing other stuffs la can..&lt;br /&gt;I suggest you , &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;go get a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today i watched Stuart little 2. which i thought was very nice when i was 7 or 8. lol&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it now i-dont-know-why.&lt;br /&gt;I find it kindda stewpid. I have nothing to post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-3463865929169580754?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3463865929169580754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=3463865929169580754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/3463865929169580754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/3463865929169580754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/go-get-life-man.html' title='Go get a life man.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-3967445664933873684</id><published>2009-04-28T17:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:31:37.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HUDREDTH DAY !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tomorrow will be Obama's 100 day since he was elected !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's hot i tell ya!! I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; him manymany.&lt;br /&gt;1362 days left for his first term :D&lt;br /&gt;And ya , today after the tests had a talk about 'Swine Fluuuuuuuuuu' cool right? okay not.&lt;br /&gt;So girls and boys , remember to wash your hands before and after you have your meal (: *grins*&lt;br /&gt;I'll recommend you to soak your hands into the soap 24 hours until its wrinkled.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH LALLLAALAA twit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-3967445664933873684?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3967445664933873684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=3967445664933873684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/3967445664933873684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/3967445664933873684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-hudredth-day.html' title='HAPPY HUDREDTH DAY !!'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-6400676387561423685</id><published>2009-04-21T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:58:47.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've become so numb.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Se3fHuglQNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/nJla5hwzZq4/s1600-h/1256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Se3fHuglQNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/nJla5hwzZq4/s320/1256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327159258085933266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently suffering from continuous tummy aches at home.&lt;br /&gt;And i have no feelings for what is happening around me already.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Today after school stayed back and did our maths homework and i think my Dad is not  happy , not with the staying back stuffs , but what is happening around us.&lt;br /&gt;Recently I'm so lifeless. Nothing to post..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-6400676387561423685?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6400676387561423685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=6400676387561423685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/6400676387561423685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/6400676387561423685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-become-so-numb.html' title='I&apos;ve become so numb.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/Se3fHuglQNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/nJla5hwzZq4/s72-c/1256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-8361830494527749691</id><published>2009-04-20T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:43:52.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do not know what to post. Vivien(c)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SeyITVwURoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/dc5j93_1HMo/s1600-h/bstn269l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SeyITVwURoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/dc5j93_1HMo/s320/bstn269l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326782325111146114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm recently addicted to poker. I don't know what to post so I have this post as , I do not know what to post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-8361830494527749691?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8361830494527749691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=8361830494527749691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/8361830494527749691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/8361830494527749691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-do-not-know-what-to-post-vivienc.html' title='I do not know what to post. Vivien(c)'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SeyITVwURoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/dc5j93_1HMo/s72-c/bstn269l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-1712401187436611919</id><published>2009-04-19T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:57:03.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAVE FAITH RESTART.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SerKTVlLvEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oV2c2tG6Ebs/s1600-h/6a00bf76d0a9b7438300d09e542f64be2b-320pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SerKTVlLvEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oV2c2tG6Ebs/s320/6a00bf76d0a9b7438300d09e542f64be2b-320pi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326291942878460994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okayy hihihihihihi friends!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm at my aunt's house and i realise that her house is super duper uber nice and it can be a perfecto place for photoshots and camwhore-ers OGMOGMOGM ok whatever ignore me ..&lt;br /&gt;But her place is really nice and comfortable , but just that i don't like her. I'm going to the mall later on. So.. yeah! miss me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-1712401187436611919?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1712401187436611919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=1712401187436611919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/1712401187436611919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/1712401187436611919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-faith-restart.html' title='HAVE FAITH RESTART.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SerKTVlLvEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oV2c2tG6Ebs/s72-c/6a00bf76d0a9b7438300d09e542f64be2b-320pi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-4198697128625322584</id><published>2009-04-17T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:38:40.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COMPLETELY GAY !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SehqLAaCsxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/goWh6uGSV-w/s1600-h/170c75b3e_u1695gay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325623296685945618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SehqLAaCsxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/goWh6uGSV-w/s320/170c75b3e_u1695gay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally  GAY !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-4198697128625322584?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4198697128625322584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=4198697128625322584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/4198697128625322584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/4198697128625322584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/completely-gay.html' title='COMPLETELY GAY !!'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SehqLAaCsxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/goWh6uGSV-w/s72-c/170c75b3e_u1695gay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-7114818238874518313</id><published>2009-04-17T18:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:27:06.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the rain fall down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SehZLvg7HeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LminAYFZWik/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325604617633603042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SehZLvg7HeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LminAYFZWik/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ain't my new blogskin just pretty?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dog enjoys looking out of the windows for cars to drive by. And shes waiting for me to carry her down the table... Shes looking out of the window again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate Malaysia. I'm anti-malaysian. OKOK sorry for not posting something more like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyea our dance we got &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; )': i don't want silver , like really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We cried yesterday. And i was stupid enough to bang my head on the wall today in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i have a blue black on my forehead now. How stupid am i?? But it's not obvious so yeap you can't see it !! anyway... I like blue-blacks because we can feel the pain when we are rubbing it. One word to describe , shiok. Ok i'm sick. I admit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-7114818238874518313?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7114818238874518313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=7114818238874518313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/7114818238874518313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/7114818238874518313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-rain-fall-down.html' title='Let the rain fall down.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SehZLvg7HeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LminAYFZWik/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-1166124343512207051</id><published>2009-04-06T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:04:20.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E-S-O-N-G- SONG'/><title type='text'>Ben&amp;Jerry's Rock.</title><content type='html'>I'm lazy to elaborate about what happen during the camp.&lt;br /&gt;So.. basically, campfire was awesome and our group as well..&lt;br /&gt;Ohhyea , Mrs Kok shook her butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be short :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started off the camp with a torch and passed it around until the last person which i thought that it was dumb.. And we went to Serengoon Stadium for our 4-hours-below-the-sun-session.&lt;br /&gt;And we went back to our campsite to bath and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY TWO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We basically spent our whole day at the campsite playing games , like dodge-ball&lt;br /&gt;, Cabadi ( fun though ) and alot that i didn't enjoy.. Ohh yeapps the game that i hated the most&lt;br /&gt;was Pass It On which is pasing a gross liquid , biting the cup with our mouth and passing it on until the last person... Then at night was C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E!!!! We enjoyed, and our Student leader said that we were co-operative and it was quite a sucess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY THREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early in the morning around 4.30am to brush and shower.. we opened a mini 'concert' in the hall calling up people to sing , dance and cheer and whatever and Mr Siva &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(concert pooper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ok don't bother about the concert pooper thingy i created it myself  LIVE WITH IT ok i slept throughout the whole thing and after that we waved goodbye to our instructors and went back to school i waited for Viv , Siow Qi and Wen Shing to arrive. Me and Viv missed our stop and we looked freaky as we slept throughout the bus journey and we took the bus for one whole round.&lt;br /&gt;People look at us as if we were nobody's kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOKOKOOK i know thats not short at all but still shorter then other people's . I must chat with&lt;a href="http://www.secretof-yun.blogspot.com/"&gt; SiYing&lt;/a&gt; tomorrow.. don't care!! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-1166124343512207051?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1166124343512207051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=1166124343512207051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/1166124343512207051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/1166124343512207051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-lazy-to-elaborate-about-what-happen.html' title='Ben&amp;Jerry&apos;s Rock.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-157044413348070792</id><published>2009-03-31T13:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T13:58:44.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ME.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's learning journey was boring , sunny and i did not get a thing..&lt;br /&gt;Ok and i went shopping for shirts and i bought 3 only. And i hate Irene OK random.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like my Grandma because she punched my head for no reason and she don't believe that I'm having E-learning today. She screamed , shout and everything she can.. I hate her today..&lt;br /&gt;Ok i know this post is kindda shitty but who cares..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-157044413348070792?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/157044413348070792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=157044413348070792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/157044413348070792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/157044413348070792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/yesterdays-learning-journey-was-boring.html' title='YOU DON&apos;T UNDERSTAND ME.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-5089598910937129577</id><published>2009-03-26T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:57:06.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If you feel so empty.'/><title type='text'>Only time will tell.</title><content type='html'>Hi. Today i woke up at 5.30 because i was very tired.. I know it doesn't make sense..&lt;br /&gt;But who cares.. Went to school and appologised to Mr Shah. Mr chuah got it wrong appologise got 2 'p' she say only got one -.- .&lt;br /&gt;During P.E. we was seperated into diff groups of diff races and diff classes...  I don't everyone in my group , except for Farah and Gillian. So i think i will not engage in the games and Gillian maybe not going then will become racist group because all is Malay only one Chinese -.-&lt;br /&gt;Fuck em' I don't like it... End of my post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-5089598910937129577?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5089598910937129577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=5089598910937129577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/5089598910937129577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/5089598910937129577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi.html' title='Only time will tell.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-3675446948931191760</id><published>2009-03-17T16:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T16:55:55.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Before a bright light enters a dark night. 4.55pm'/><title type='text'>Big smile on my face. &gt;:D</title><content type='html'>Today i did my homework. English , Science &amp;amp; Geography!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok I want to post up the homework list as i have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;English- Comprehension : Get it right Comprehension workbook pgs 133-137 (Test passage 14 : The Gods Descend)&lt;br /&gt;Writing : Students to work in groups of 4 or 5 to complete &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;draft&lt;/span&gt; (type written) on group travel journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics- Question from Workbook : Topics : Proportion , Expansion &amp;amp; Factorisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science- Science Project Preparation : Research on a Science concept/trick to be demonstrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography- Structured Essay Question (Chapter 2) Population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History- A pre-learning Journey worksheet - (Chapter 6) Impact of WW2 on Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese- Students will be required to research on a famous person on the internet and present their findings in a written report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art- Research on YOG theme and values. Character creation and story-boarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-3675446948931191760?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3675446948931191760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=3675446948931191760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/3675446948931191760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/3675446948931191760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-i-did-my-homework.html' title='Big smile on my face. &gt;:D'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503888425665212516.post-7809710713009951060</id><published>2009-03-15T09:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:17:39.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No way i will accept you.'/><title type='text'>Stranded , naked.</title><content type='html'>Just came back from my trip to Disney on ice and Marine Parade.&lt;br /&gt;Its was raining and the performance was fantabulous!!&lt;br /&gt;Its soooo pretty and princessy..&lt;br /&gt;And when the show ended theres this little Korean girl who mistook me as her mum and she actually held my hand shes so damn cute can!!!&lt;br /&gt;We took Bibi to Marine Parade for a walk and swim but she didn't dare to go into the water.&lt;br /&gt;So i must carry her in with me ):&lt;br /&gt;I was wet and when we want to go back, we need to shower but the uncle outside the toilet was&lt;br /&gt;super stingy.. Small women want to go in to ask something then he call small women to pay money.&lt;br /&gt;After that, Bibi was trembling like shit as if shes in Antarctica.&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, I waved at everyone who drived pass or walk by our car.&lt;br /&gt;I swear its EVERYONE. And theres this hot guy smiling at me while i was waving.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Because i was showing a very retarded face.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Small women is my 'stepmum'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503888425665212516-7809710713009951060?l=bite-myshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7809710713009951060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503888425665212516&amp;postID=7809710713009951060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/7809710713009951060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503888425665212516/posts/default/7809710713009951060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bite-myshoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/stranded-naked.html' title='Stranded , naked.'/><author><name>th-happy-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14712566425814753183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q6wmKpy315Y/SH9KB-B5aXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v1A9axowvds/S220/kiss3mq7fs.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
