<?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-8844245</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:54:12.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the girl whose sweeping you off your feet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-113430359273537811</id><published>2005-12-11T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T05:01:56.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>which to bury, us, or the hatchet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'VE MOVED TO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.HEARTSONPARADE.BLOGSPOT.COM"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WWW.HEARTSONPARADE.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-113430359273537811?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/113430359273537811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=113430359273537811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113430359273537811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113430359273537811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/12/which-to-bury-us-or-hatchet.html' title='which to bury, us, or the hatchet'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-113360828534516080</id><published>2005-12-03T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T03:29:54.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wimbledon and all that jazz</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She's holding on to my heart like a hand grenade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first tennis lesson last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit about four balls to the opposite house. ( and no, it does not show that I have great strength)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed like, half the balls, okay, 3/4 of the balls that Eugene threw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;obviously,&lt;br /&gt;I suck at tennis.&lt;br /&gt;I think its gonna take a LONG time before I replace Kirsten Dunst in Wimbledon 2.&lt;br /&gt;WHO AM I KIDDING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;november has come and passed.&lt;br /&gt;this means:&lt;br /&gt;1.December is here&lt;br /&gt;2. Christmas is coming&lt;br /&gt;3. New year is coming&lt;br /&gt;4. Holidays are ending&lt;br /&gt;5. SCHOOL IS STARTING. fudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that im wholly reluctant to start at TJC.&lt;br /&gt;just, you know.&lt;br /&gt;but my holidays have been fairly shitty so far.&lt;br /&gt;and btw, i DID pon ballet on wednesday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my MMHMM today.&lt;br /&gt;yay. damn good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;oh and, Parkway has opened this whole new section of stores.&lt;br /&gt;namely, ESPRIT, TOPSHOP, dorothy perkins and what not.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH! i need to go here NOW!&lt;br /&gt;I need to shop!&lt;br /&gt;but first, I NEED MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;so now, who's up for lending me, say, $500?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its never too late/early for THIS!&lt;br /&gt;GWYNETH'S XMAS WISHLIST:&lt;br /&gt;1. Crumpler sling bag&lt;br /&gt;2. BUSTED LIVE DVD! GIMME GIMME GIMME!&lt;br /&gt;3. Nike Dunks/ THE Vans sneakers that Jamesy has&lt;br /&gt;4. THAT navy blue Zara shirt (I'll show it to you x))&lt;br /&gt;5. THAT grey mango skirt (ditto above)&lt;br /&gt;6. THAT bathing ape shirt.&lt;br /&gt;7. THAT blue billabong handbag&lt;br /&gt;8. Tickets to next year's Green Day concert( and parental permission) maybe, i could say they were The Wiggles? or HI FIVE?&lt;br /&gt;9. White Havianas slippers&lt;br /&gt;10. $100 HMV voucher ( Ill save you the trouble) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, thats not to much to ask for is it?&lt;br /&gt;besides, they're NEEDS, not WANTS. (:&lt;br /&gt;oh and.&lt;br /&gt;I need a slimming specialist.&lt;br /&gt;Im FAT. i need to LOSE WEIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;point taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMHMM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-113360828534516080?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/113360828534516080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=113360828534516080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113360828534516080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113360828534516080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/12/wimbledon-and-all-that-jazz.html' title='wimbledon and all that jazz'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-113332796934093591</id><published>2005-11-29T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T21:31:04.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>greenshit</title><content type='html'>Ive given up on giving up slowly,&lt;br /&gt;Im blending in &lt;em&gt;so you wont even know me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from this whole world that shares my fate&lt;br /&gt;This one last bullet you mention&lt;br /&gt;is my one last shot at redemption&lt;br /&gt;because I know to live&lt;br /&gt;you must give your life away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has occured to me that i have not revealed the identity that droolworthy creature in my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its cedric diggory aka robert pattinson by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel.&lt;br /&gt;like saying.&lt;br /&gt;that.&lt;br /&gt;i hate.&lt;br /&gt;hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;because.&lt;br /&gt;they dont.&lt;br /&gt;have.&lt;br /&gt;a life.&lt;br /&gt;of their.&lt;br /&gt;own.&lt;br /&gt;stop.&lt;br /&gt;pretending.&lt;br /&gt;cos.&lt;br /&gt;you arent.&lt;br /&gt;piss off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;munaiyi happens to be a very nice song.&lt;br /&gt;although i only know that phrase.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW WHAT YOURE THINKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to pon ballet tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need that Zara shirt now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all about take.&lt;br /&gt;you took too much.&lt;br /&gt;nothing inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM ALL USED UP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-113332796934093591?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/113332796934093591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=113332796934093591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113332796934093591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113332796934093591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/11/greenshit.html' title='greenshit'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-113299919793910410</id><published>2005-11-26T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T01:59:58.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss me quick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/fi5to.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised my new maths tuition teacher looks like Deryck Whibley from Sum41.&lt;br /&gt; then again, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/Cedric_diggory_hpgf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/Cedric_diggory_hpgf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;OMGHISFHICSI!&lt;br /&gt; as in, OH MY GOD HES SO FREAKING HOT I CANT STAND IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she said, she said, she said,&lt;br /&gt;WHY DONT YOU JUST DROP DEAD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-113299919793910410?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/113299919793910410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=113299919793910410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113299919793910410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113299919793910410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/11/kiss-me-quick.html' title='kiss me quick'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-113264550488998646</id><published>2005-11-21T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T03:41:31.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance dance</title><content type='html'>Dearly beloved are you listening?&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember a word that you were saying&lt;br /&gt;Are we demented or am I disturbed?&lt;br /&gt;The space that's in between insane and insecure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyya. just got back from another bloody tiring dance practice and ill have to rush off for maths tuition in like 10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;SO...&lt;br /&gt;on sunday me and aurial ran through orchard road.&lt;br /&gt;got new peniclbox, wallet etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;i FINALLY got aurial her birthday present and she FINALLY got mine. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i got my two albums too!&lt;br /&gt;we went to watch Goblet of Fire and the tickets were uber expensive.&lt;br /&gt;but it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;because...&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;it was really cool.&lt;br /&gt;sorry. my vocab is very limited.&lt;br /&gt;but anyhoo,&lt;br /&gt;Dan looks weird with longish hair. too bad they only showed his upper torso in that prefects bathroom scene.&lt;br /&gt;Cedric was delicious. but he died in the end. how ironic.&lt;br /&gt;chochang was pretty! she and harry make a good couple! maybe ill start a&lt;br /&gt;cho-pott fan club! or the changarry club! okay. that sounds wrong. erm, harcho??? NEVERMIND.&lt;br /&gt;oh yah! there was this cute part where chochang smiled at harry across the breakfast table and then he totally forgot he had pumpkin juice( or whatever they call it) in his mouth so when he smiled back, the juice just all dribbled out of his mouth. HAHA. that was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;moody looked FAT and BLONDE. which wasnt how i expected him to look like.&lt;br /&gt;and the mermans/maids were very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;voldemort wasnt ugly! okay so his nose was a little creepy but HES SUPPOSED TO BE UGLY!&lt;br /&gt;the qudditch match was like, nothing. they didnt even show the veelas.):&lt;br /&gt;viktor krum and hermione look cute together. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, all in all a great movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-113264550488998646?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/113264550488998646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=113264550488998646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113264550488998646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113264550488998646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/11/dance-dance.html' title='dance dance'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-113239612387130369</id><published>2005-11-19T06:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T02:36:14.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions on a dance floor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lindsay Lohan- Confessions of a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Reason: because the song is so personal. its about her broken family and stuff. even her lil sis is inside. because the lyrics actually MEAN something. because she looks fantastic in that pretty dress. because her voice is amazing. because it IS the lohan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OUT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hilary Duff- Beat of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Reason:because its all BRIGHT NEON BLUE, PINK AND ORANGE throughout. because the whole song just repeats the title. because she has big teeth AND IS FUGLY. because she cant sing to save herself. because it IS the duff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;guess what? me and soo have to recreate the bloody dance again for orientation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just lose it. go crazy.oh baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i AM losing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if i hear that song one more time i am going to tear all my hair out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my holidays are so jammed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;first the dance practices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then ADDITIONAL maths tuition. so now i have maths like three times a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not only that, chinese twice a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and BALLET of course. twice a week too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i think i might just curl up and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dont even have time to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;now my dad is signing me up for tennis. not that i dont want to but im just so freaking tired! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;btw, madonna's confessions on a dance floor REALLY _ _ cks too. fill the blanks (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU WEAR ME OUT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im gonna steal your boyfriend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-113239612387130369?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/113239612387130369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=113239612387130369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113239612387130369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113239612387130369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/11/confessions-on-dance-floor_19.html' title='confessions on a dance floor'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-113181139566122780</id><published>2005-11-12T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T08:03:15.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMHMM</title><content type='html'>so the class chalet was a failure... and in some ways, a success.... HMMM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the first night the nine of us ( yuelong,yiqian, elton, td, weiwei, min, oreo,nien, me) were SUPPOSED&lt;br /&gt;to camp on the ecp beach cos we couldnt book the chalet til the next night.&lt;br /&gt;we did actually lie and crap on the beach til like 1 but it started to RAIN cats and dogs so we had no choice but to run to the pavillion.&lt;br /&gt;THERE WERE NO MORE STARS THAT NIGHT boohooohooo.&lt;br /&gt;so i stayed up along with yi qian and elton and we just blasted music all throught the night. and alternated between 7 eleven and maccy dees.&lt;br /&gt;THEY ATE UP ALL MY MONEY ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;so night turned into day and the rest of 2c started arriving.&lt;br /&gt;okay so this is where the failing of the chalet begins.&lt;br /&gt;frist of all, almost everyone wondered off on their own and we didnt gather everyone til like3, when we booked into the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;and all the  beach games we planned were not carried out so we ended up playing charades, murderer, polar bear etcetc in the VERY CRAMPED CHALET might i add.&lt;br /&gt;there were only two single beds and the room STANK because the first thing the boys did when they arrived was to plonk themselves down and sleep. weixian took up the space of like three persons. goodness.&lt;br /&gt;then the bbq began and i didnt eat anything except umm toblerone. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, during 24h i had THREE MACDONALD MEALS. im so fat. hurray for gwen.&lt;br /&gt;then we rented bicycles and pedaled all around ecp.&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, i didnt bathe at all although there was sand and sea in my clothes and body and and.. okay shall not elaborate further.&lt;br /&gt;basically all of us just massed bathed in the public showering places.&lt;br /&gt;in our clothes of course( WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!)&lt;br /&gt;then towards mignight we went bowling.well actually soo and i were just there cheering ELTON on.&lt;br /&gt;until he FINALLY got a strike. lol.&lt;br /&gt;elton better keep my magic necklace. ( haha!)&lt;br /&gt;i really cant bear to leave 2c.&lt;br /&gt;we're this big happy family.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;oh god, I LOVE YOU GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;how many times have i said that?&lt;br /&gt;btw, my mum embarrassed me infront of my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;FINE.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yay.&lt;br /&gt;my phone died on me during the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;so i FINALLY got a new one!&lt;br /&gt;a brand new nokia 7610!&lt;br /&gt;(eat that jonathan!)HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;2c rocks my socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;br /&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-113181139566122780?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/113181139566122780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=113181139566122780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113181139566122780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113181139566122780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/11/mmhmm.html' title='MMHMM'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-113142560107168612</id><published>2005-11-07T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T03:32:13.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stickwitu</title><content type='html'>lets see.&lt;br /&gt;shanghai.&lt;br /&gt;so much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new friends. like gabby gabby(gabriel), zhenghan, junliang, xiao qin, enther (???), wenqi, sock ling, weepeng and lots more. 2G and 2K people are nice! really!&lt;br /&gt;the late nights. throughout all 8 nights, i swear i only had 4 hours of sleep a day.&lt;br /&gt;sneaking out. after 12 to go to the supermart and buy junk.&lt;br /&gt;mass bunking. with the guys. one night, there were like 8 people stuffed in one room. and we managed to sleep amazingly.&lt;br /&gt;the chinese food. MAN. that was disastrous. we had chinese food morning, noon and night. EVERYDAY. its always rice, weird soup, sweet and sour chicken, steamed fish and veggies that no one touches. now you understand just WHY yiqian, nicky and i had to sneak out once and buy macdonalds. oh. trusty burgers and fries. yum.&lt;br /&gt;lousy hotel. it was WANT WANT hotel for goodness sakes. it had a BIG want want plastered all over the front of the hotel. people were allowed to smoke and drink in the corriders! nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;THE SHOPPING. xiangyang market rocks my socks. all the rest of the places they brought us to sold winter clothings. UMMM.i bought one thousand accessories, lost a quarter, broke a third. WHAT DOES THAT LEAVE ME WITH??? is it half? see. I told you my maths sucks.&lt;br /&gt;the passing of the PSP . haha. poor weixian. but it exposed me to jay chou, jjlin and nan quan mama! i bought like three chinese albums. does that make officially cheena-si-fied?&lt;br /&gt;sleeping on the bus. haha. yah.&lt;br /&gt;THOUSANDS OF PHOTOS. yep. the moment my dad passed me his digi camera, i went crazy. but now, im too lazy to post any up. but i WILL eventually okay?&lt;br /&gt;the cold weather. LOVED IT. although the jakets i brought were to thin so i spent almost the whole trip in Elton's nice white jacket. haha.&lt;br /&gt;getting caught by the teachers. but the problem was, we didnt give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;performing the dance. for three china teachers and the rest of our group. highly embarrassing i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;disposable underwear. yes. everyone was wearing them. good stuff i tell you. HAHA. joking. i never want to wear them again!&lt;br /&gt;listening to just lose it for 1000 times. and hey mickey another 900 times. me and soo are very impressed that WE were able to choreograph TWO decent hiphop in eight days! and i think nicky, elton, yi qian rocks. cos we forced them to dance and they actually DID stay up til 2 am for countless nights for dance practice.&lt;br /&gt;getting up late in the morning. actually. this is mostly just soo and me. we're ALWAYS late for breakfast. haha. i wonder whose fault it is?&lt;br /&gt;the beer experiment. something i dont wish to remember.&lt;br /&gt;drunkards on our floor. another thing id rather not explain.&lt;br /&gt;the scary man. on the first night. when soo and i were the only ones with jingyi and huiling living on the tneth floor ( the rest were on the ninth floor) and there was this man pestering us. and soo and i thought ling and jing were being raped so we ran out of room, armed with erm... shoes( hey! it was the only weapons we could find so dont blame us!) and found out it was DARYL helping them unlock their door. but it was still WAY FREAKY.&lt;br /&gt;the LONG bumpy bus trips. the way everyone went " WOAH" whenever we hit a bump was cute. which was like, everytime. haha&lt;br /&gt;The almost accident. weixian almost got killed, the cyclist almost died too. elisa almost got knocked down by a car, ALL AT ONCE. that taught us not to sneak out after 12 WITH A HUGE GROUP OF 17.&lt;br /&gt;the boring school interaction. YAWN. well, the craft classes were okay but the history and geog lessons in chinese? WAY TOO MUCH. right yuelong? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the interesting temples. yes. interesting.&lt;br /&gt;the song. HAO YI GE MO LI HUA! hahaha. thats going to playing in my head for the rest of the year probably.&lt;br /&gt;the oversized luggages. at the end of the trip, i think everyones was near exploding. haha.&lt;br /&gt;the chewing gum.&lt;br /&gt;the cute plane trip. where everyone was creating havoc and junliang was shouting into everyones headphones. x)&lt;br /&gt;the parting. in the airport. i wanted to cry. really. it was so sad.. the whole trip had ended just like that. in a blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;THE MASSIVE BONDING OF 2C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gwen loves, soo, sihan, min, elisa, elton, yuelong, nicky, (ang)sihan, weixian, hui ling, jingyi, sheng ya and randy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'll really miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;all the dingdings of chins( ahem yuelong aka mr act cute)&lt;br /&gt;the fast breaks (ELTON THE MUMMY!)&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;oh and the dont wan leis of the 2G guys. hah.&lt;br /&gt;the thing is,&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO BACK TO SHANGHAI!&lt;br /&gt;but im not saying i dont miss singapore.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i DO miss the clean toilets, polite people and MUCH BETTER SERVICE. not to mention the TRAFFIC. cos in shnaghai they basically dont give a damn whther its red or green light or whether they just hit down some innocent victim. anyway, you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;br /&gt;that was the whole shanghai trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the whole EXTRAORDINARY shanghai trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-113142560107168612?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/113142560107168612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=113142560107168612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113142560107168612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113142560107168612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/11/stickwitu.html' title='stickwitu'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-113032058859850419</id><published>2005-10-26T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T03:30:38.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving on a jetplane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the small things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey butties.&lt;br /&gt;lotsa stuff happened in the past four days... post exam rocks.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, on monday was the funfair thing.&lt;br /&gt;2c did this haunted house cum solving a murder story thing.&lt;br /&gt;and as I think you can recall, my rentals didnt allow me to be that raped girl and blah shit.&lt;br /&gt;so I played her classmate.&lt;br /&gt;so basically, my lines were&lt;br /&gt;Gwen: She deserves to die&lt;br /&gt;Aurial: Shes such a suck up&lt;br /&gt;Gwen: Amy was a teacher's pet all along.&lt;br /&gt;Aurial: I always suspected that she liked him&lt;br /&gt;Gwen: do you think he liked her too?&lt;br /&gt;Gwen: DO YOU THINK SO TOO?&lt;br /&gt;I said that about 100 times and each time, while saying the last line, i had to crawl out suddenly to the students.&lt;br /&gt;it was damnit funny cos most of them were scared out of their asses, which only made me feel good. thus i scared them some more.&lt;br /&gt;man, i should stop being so sadistic.&lt;br /&gt;there were of cos, the "MACHO" ones who laughed at me.&lt;br /&gt;but i shant say anything here.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the storyline is just like, teacher rapes girl. girl used to top student but unexpectedly failed her eoys. ( duh, who wouldve if they were being raped like 24/7?) girl wants to report teacher. teacher obviously not happy. so teacher throws her down five floors. cleaner thinks its suicide. and all that.&lt;br /&gt;so yah, crawling for three hours gave me sore knees and a weird voice.&lt;br /&gt;and due to the lack of oxygen in the extrememly stuffy and DARK classroom, i think everyone went mad.&lt;br /&gt;like take for example, elton. x)&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, tuesday was happy and gay because boon went down the flying fox!!!&lt;br /&gt;i swear, almost the whole school population was there praying for the blasted rope to snap. it didnt though. sadly. ):&lt;br /&gt;then tuesday stopped being happy and gay because old powerpuffgirl just promptly decided that soo and I should choreograph a dance to perform in shanghai by TEN O CLOCK THAT MORNING.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dont know how we did it.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, it was like the most intense workout of my life. ( dont think dirty)&lt;br /&gt;so currently, my brain cells are dead from trying to come up with dance steps ,my legs are numb from dancing so much and my mouth is aching from shouting at my very reluctant classmates. hint hint.&lt;br /&gt;you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;we decided to use " just lose it" and "hey mickey" in the end.&lt;br /&gt;and as for TODAY, 2c won the captains ball championship!&lt;br /&gt;i played in like all the games except for this one part when i became funnily insecure about my butter fingers.&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, WE WON! yay.&lt;br /&gt;i remember clearly, last year. we didnt even make it out the first round.&lt;br /&gt;yes. we were TRASHED. as you may call it.&lt;br /&gt;but this year, WE'RE BACK! guess whos back? shady's back. TELL A FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;that bloody song is ringing in my head. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;after that there was talentime, REAL GOOD TALENTS WITH HAVE IN AHS MAN.&lt;br /&gt;i am surprised... no offence. but seriously...&lt;br /&gt;floodgates( jeremy's band) rocks lah. they played " american idiot" and " in too deep" GREAT ROCKY STUFF! they had this really stylo drummer, who had this whole COOL act going for him. and i THINK soo and i saw him walking down the hill so we started shouting FLOODGATES ROCKS on the top of our lungs. just cos the poor guy was holding a can of pringles. HAH. embarrassed min and sihan. we always do. teehee&lt;br /&gt;and then, break dancing justin was hot.&lt;br /&gt;like very hot.&lt;br /&gt;he was just spinning around and showing off his abs.&lt;br /&gt;one word.&lt;br /&gt;HOT.&lt;br /&gt;he has a nice body * nudges many other girls*&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A SICK MIND. AH!&lt;br /&gt;bryan sang " you and me"!!!!!!!!!!!! love the guitar dude. (:&lt;br /&gt;and of course soo and i cheered like crazy for our dance seniors, jess and co and jo and anna.&lt;br /&gt;you guys did great. im so proud of ya'll. sigh&lt;br /&gt;i realised today is my last official day in AHS before i leave for IP and all....&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. I WILL MISS 2C! and very weirdly, I WILL MISS AHS!!!&lt;br /&gt;in all its bimboticness, lameness, chineseness, I LOVE AHS!&lt;br /&gt;i never thought id ever say that but apparently, i just did.&lt;br /&gt;16 hours to shanghai.&lt;br /&gt;dont miss me too much eh? x)&lt;br /&gt;oh! btw, lindsay got her dark hair back! yay! this calls for much celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so kiss me and smile for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tell me that you'll wait for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hold me like you'll never let me go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm leaving on a jet plane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont know when i'll be back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GWEN LOVES YOU TODAY. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-113032058859850419?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/113032058859850419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=113032058859850419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113032058859850419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/113032058859850419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/10/leaving-on-jetplane.html' title='leaving on a jetplane'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112998888698674769</id><published>2005-10-22T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T06:53:12.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jimmy eat world</title><content type='html'>a few things I'd like to mention:&lt;br /&gt;1. MY RESULTS REALLY SUCK&lt;br /&gt;2. I dont dare tell my parents cos theyll kick me out and worst of all, CONFISCATE MY IPOD. do you actually realise the significance in that???? fyi, i only had it for TWO WEEKS so far. oh, fare thee well glorious moments of my life!!! fare thee well my beloved silver chested ipod!&lt;br /&gt;3. Thanks to elisa and poline for the late but nice bday prezzie. x)&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm starting to become a little too Frankie Iero/My chemical Romance crazed. ( so is aurial id bet) teehee&lt;br /&gt;5. Yesterday, on the 21 of October, SIX NEW MEMBERS JOINED THE SAVE CLANA CAMPAIGN. and yes, you may applaud my fab effort. much thanks.&lt;br /&gt;6. HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO NICKY. we made him run up the hill back to school just to shout in his ear a happy birthday song, to which he turned bright red, turned his heel and fled as fast as his little legs could carry him. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;7. the freaking( sorry) rentals dont allow me to play the girl who got raped for next monday's funfair. cos they think if i act it out, itll happen in real life too. -_- i am pissed btw.&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;2C WON OUTSTANDING CLASS OF 2005 FOR THE SECOND YEAR RUNNING! I LOVE YOU BABES AND GAYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. FOUR more days to shanghai trip. ((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you love me&lt;br /&gt;gwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ive given up, on giving up slowly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im blending in so you wont even know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112998888698674769?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112998888698674769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112998888698674769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112998888698674769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112998888698674769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/10/jimmy-eat-world.html' title='jimmy eat world'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112953540440075010</id><published>2005-10-17T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T06:01:21.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frankie iero</title><content type='html'>like OMG. i share my birthday on oct three with none other than ASHLEE SIMPSON.( shes turns 21) and im not too jazzed about that either. i mean, just look at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/asimps-hotel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 424px" height="424" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/asimps-hotel1.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly, she looks like a bag lady.&lt;br /&gt;goodness. i thought she was all like, IM TRYING TO BE DIFFERENT FROM MY SISTER JESSICA HERE. cos i am PUNK and shes an AIRHEAD!&lt;br /&gt;but of cos, now that shes blonde, it kinda changes things doesnt it? and whats with the tights? SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and heres miss duffy with her latest accessory, no not that awful shirt but joel madden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/duff_paris1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/duff_paris1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were in paris by the way, celebrating her 18th birthday. which actually makes her at a legal age to do... you know... maybe throw away her barbie dolls. x)&lt;br /&gt;i personally think she was originally a horse who went through some major plastic surgery, not that it turned out good either.&lt;br /&gt;her face makes me wanna hit her.&lt;br /&gt;she has totally destroyed joel and benji madden.&lt;br /&gt;now they have become sissy bimbos because of her.&lt;br /&gt;and i USED to think joel was cute! tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now THIS is one great blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/mtvtrl-lohan19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/mtvtrl-lohan19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dig the lindsay pose. im officially on TEAM LOHAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawddamn.&lt;br /&gt;im have this huge bump on the back of my head.&lt;br /&gt;and its giving me this permanent head ache.&lt;br /&gt;i should be amazing racing arounding singapore now.&lt;br /&gt;but NO, i just HAD to slip on the bloody wet floor yesterday and hit my head on the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;way sweet.&lt;br /&gt;so i was brought to the doc and couldnt attend the rest of the camp.&lt;br /&gt;bonding camp was really fun so far. the only council camp i enjoyed so much.&lt;br /&gt;night games was cool cos the sec twos organized it so we hold the key to sabotage. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;i was paired up with daryl, who wanted to pee throughout the whole thing -_-&lt;br /&gt;the story was really lame by the way, about six cowards who planned to commit suicide together then three backed out so one was v angry and thus, he kill he, he kill she, she saw him kill her so she cause he to kill himself. so cliche huh? x) oh yah.. he made curry out of kenneth and forced us to eat. hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;and then of course, my darling ANG KU KUEHRIANS. lol...&lt;br /&gt;oh yah! they force fed us leftover paos from breakfast. yuck. and daniel was super funny!&lt;br /&gt;as forfeit he had to imitate the poses joanne peh did in the recent 8 days bikini photoshoot and i was laughing like shite. we took photos of him doing the poses so we can blackmail him next time! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;how could i have forgotten to mention that the EXAMS ARE OVER!&lt;br /&gt;soo, sihan,min, nienny, elisa, oreo and i went out on friday.&lt;br /&gt;and i broke my neoprint record! yay.&lt;br /&gt;i resisted the temptation to buy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and I spotted a lot of albums i COULD buy IF i had the money.&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH! soo and i were supposed to act demure and stop being siao zha bos but when we went into the mickeymouse shop in bugis, we totally FREAKED.&lt;br /&gt;cos we saw BUSTED- SLEEPING WITH LIGHT ON video playing the shop! so we SCREAMED. and everyone turned around. so much for being mature. but ANYHOO, james!! JAMES! lalala. bliss. he can do the moonwalk! gah! makes me wanna kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;now onto more boring stuff,&lt;br /&gt; i dont want my results back on wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;i think this is a shitty post.&lt;br /&gt;cos i have a cocked up head now. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the top of my lungs and in my arms, she dies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She dies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112953540440075010?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112953540440075010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112953540440075010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112953540440075010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112953540440075010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/10/frankie-iero.html' title='frankie iero'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112892837315495968</id><published>2005-10-10T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T00:43:50.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so she said</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/kk.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/valkris008yf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/valkris008yf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the SAVE CLANA CAMPAIGN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has officially launched as of today, the tenth of october, 2.44pm.&lt;br /&gt;This campaign has been started by &lt;em&gt;yours truly&lt;/em&gt;, in desperate aid to&lt;br /&gt;save clana.&lt;br /&gt;and for all you nincompoops who dont know what CLANA is, let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;CLANA = CLARK + LANA&lt;br /&gt;And they are none other than the two destined lovers in smallville. (oh, dont tell me you DONT KNOW what smallville is.. you know, SUPERMAN?tsk..)&lt;br /&gt;and i am doing this because I believe in the everlasting love between them and that the stupid bloody fools of directors should not end the series with CLOIS instead.&lt;br /&gt;fyi,&lt;br /&gt;CLOIS= CLARK + LOIS.&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt even look right! shes RED HEAD. need i say more?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just prove my point, heres the lovely couple, (mind you, its CLANA not CLOIS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/kreuk077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/kreuk077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were so obviously MEANT TO BE.&lt;br /&gt;lets look at them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/kristom28pn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/kristom28pn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOLD YOU SO! oh yeah, heres the immensely beautiful lana lang( kristin kreuk):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/kristinkreuk5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/kristinkreuk5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pretty aye?&lt;br /&gt;enough to make any gay man straight.x)&lt;br /&gt;cos i mean,&lt;br /&gt;HOT + PRETTY= SIZZLE!(clana)&lt;br /&gt;where as, in clois case,&lt;br /&gt;HOT + FUGLY= FIZZLE!&lt;br /&gt;i think ive made my point.&lt;br /&gt;current member count: Nine&lt;br /&gt;any clana supporters are free to join&lt;br /&gt;lets keep the clana spirit BURNING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps* i screwed up maths today. three down, four more to go! science tml.&lt;br /&gt;pps* this is NOT in anyway wu liao or a product of my sian-ness.&lt;br /&gt;ppps* its starting to get really lama cos everyone is going around saying, wake up! september has ended! -_- you guys should move on to wake up! wake up! on a saturday night' could be newyork, maybe hollywood in mind. London, paris, maybe tokyo, theres something going on, anywhere you go tonight. the spastic hilary fat duff song.&lt;br /&gt;even soo and i have made a silly dance of it, because its so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;which probably makes US spastic too. HMMMMM.....&lt;br /&gt;and the last word for CLANA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause it's you and me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing to lose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's you and me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and all of the people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't know why,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lifehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUCH LOVE, GWEN&lt;br /&gt;aka, president of the SAVE CLANA CAMPAIGN. (remember that name) (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112892837315495968?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112892837315495968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112892837315495968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112892837315495968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112892837315495968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-she-said.html' title='so she said'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112865543933571446</id><published>2005-10-07T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T00:40:44.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/14734570030417l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/14734570030417l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/14732962519645l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/14732962519645l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/14350107739070l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/14350107739070l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/14350107739070l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know I'm breaking my hiatus state but i had to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EDISON CHEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt he the cutest thing since teletubbies? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 down, 5 more to go. exams.exams exams. stress. stress.stress. kills me!&lt;br /&gt;"xobenji madden the one&amp;amp;only you can't clone me ya'll."&lt;br /&gt;my gosh. it amazes me how benji can have such a lame pick up line.&lt;br /&gt;i just felt like showing you how incredibly feverish THIS can get you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/jake-gyllenhaal41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/jake-gyllenhaal41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the gyllenhaal.&lt;br /&gt;oh and, THIS too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/b22_jpg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/b22_jpg1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the brody&lt;br /&gt;if you're wondering why the hell am i doing this, its called,&lt;br /&gt;DE-STRESSING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112865543933571446?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112865543933571446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112865543933571446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112865543933571446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112865543933571446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-my-love.html' title='oh my love'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112841528574003361</id><published>2005-10-04T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T01:41:25.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet fourteen</title><content type='html'>happy bithrday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday to YOURS TRULY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm now officially fourteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not much of a difference from last year actually, except ayear older, hopefully more mature( haha) , owner of ipod and braceless! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY X-FACTOR BABES!&lt;br /&gt;you all arent very good at pretending.lol&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, the fudgy cake was super good!&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to all those who wished me via sms too..&lt;br /&gt;and those who actually bothered to send it exactly at 12! (:&lt;br /&gt;took neos with oreo and min to "commerate" the day and had swensons with my family at night..&lt;br /&gt;nothing much actually....but still, i love my friends!&lt;br /&gt;and yes yuelong, i hope i can finally increase my bust sometime too. xD&lt;br /&gt;was nominated for two lit oscars for my role as stephie (lol) but didnt win any.&lt;br /&gt;and our group won the special award for atmosphere. yay!&lt;br /&gt;to tell the truth, most of us voted for ourselves. haha!&lt;br /&gt;but that was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;as for today..&lt;br /&gt;I cried in class.&lt;br /&gt;well during chinese really, while Old powerpuff girl ranted on and on about my bad attitude towards chinese and blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;i just couldnt take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;she shouted her pants off .okay, skirt just cos I didnt know two stinking chinese phrases.&lt;br /&gt;about how i shouldnt be a councillor, how i shouldnt be going to ip, how i cant become a yangren. like, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i hate her i hate her. i hate her.&lt;br /&gt;shes made me dislike chinese even more.&lt;br /&gt;asshole.&lt;br /&gt;and this is NOT called flaming because i originally meant to call her many other words which i shall not elaborate on.&lt;br /&gt;but i decided not to anyway.&lt;br /&gt;then my classmates were so  lovely , trying to comfort me and stuff .&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys to bits!!!&lt;br /&gt;i guess im going on a 10 day hiatus now..&lt;br /&gt;since the exams are like, two days away.&lt;br /&gt;im not ending this on an enitrely happy note either.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess, this is it guys, all the best for your EOYS...and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watch this space!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112841528574003361?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112841528574003361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112841528574003361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112841528574003361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112841528574003361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/10/sweet-fourteen.html' title='sweet fourteen'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112808551038928311</id><published>2005-09-30T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T06:34:22.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>photograph</title><content type='html'>hey&lt;br /&gt;i know you love my new skin. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I FINALLY GOT MY IPOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALA. bliss..&lt;br /&gt;however, before you celebrate, have a look at the rules that the rentals have set:&lt;br /&gt;1. Only limited to One hour every week day(and no, i cant "earn" more by reading for two hours.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Only limited to two hours every week end (ditto above)&lt;br /&gt;3. Ipod is to be kept with the rentals after that one/two hours.&lt;br /&gt;4. No using while studying&lt;br /&gt;5. No bringing to school&lt;br /&gt;6. To allow dad to use the ipod freely while jogging&lt;br /&gt;7. To allow the rentals at least a hundred songs for themselves( I HAD NO SAY IN THIS)&lt;br /&gt;8. If I were to disobey any of the above rules, the ipod is to be suspended. (yes, the ipod, not me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and, if I say like, more than three "likes" in one conversation, my ipod gets like confiscated for a day too. like, what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;I dont really think its my ipod anymore now. more like 99% locked in the drawer 1% gwyneth. yep.. they LOCK IT omg.&lt;br /&gt;like, along with my headset for my handphone. like, wheres the sense in that?&lt;br /&gt;i went crazy last night and downloaded like 100 songs.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt even listen to one song. hah.&lt;br /&gt;i need ipod tutorial before i emerge as a true podster.&lt;br /&gt;im crapping here.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on to today, english oral exams&lt;br /&gt;it was alright i guess,&lt;br /&gt;wasnt as bad as the chinese one( duh)&lt;br /&gt;for the conversation, the main point of my whole yak was " council rocks, we are one big family, although the school hates us, we are really happy together. yay"&lt;br /&gt;okay.. i didnt add the yay but whatever..&lt;br /&gt;eoys next thursday..&lt;br /&gt;thats like, SIX DAYS. god, i better finish my geog notes by this weekend!..&lt;br /&gt;well that shouldnt be a problem, considering I ONLY have to do notes on 22 lessons.&lt;br /&gt;wait, ive done 2, so thats 2o lessons left! oh wow.&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;its exactly51 hours to AHEM AHEM AHEM. i wonder... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder girl, OUT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112808551038928311?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112808551038928311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112808551038928311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112808551038928311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112808551038928311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/09/photograph.html' title='photograph'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112772373502959894</id><published>2005-09-26T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T06:21:47.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more than words</title><content type='html'>Let me know that I've done wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I've known this all along&lt;br /&gt;I go around a time or two&lt;br /&gt;Just to waste my time with you&lt;br /&gt;Tell me all that you've thrown away&lt;br /&gt;Find out games you don't wanna play&lt;br /&gt;You are the only one that needs to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll keep you my dirty little secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine. this is a very random post.&lt;br /&gt;gotta mug now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112772373502959894?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112772373502959894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112772373502959894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112772373502959894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112772373502959894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/09/more-than-words.html' title='more than words'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112756033832529088</id><published>2005-09-24T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T04:15:54.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you wear me out</title><content type='html'>The Bachelor was a success!&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to post pics now...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I played Stephanie, aka stephie, the evil bitch.&lt;br /&gt;I basically went around saying "OOO MY BOOBS AND ASS IS BIGGER THAN YOURS!!"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. It was for the audience to spot the irony. xD&lt;br /&gt;So the storyline is about this show called the bachelor(duh) and all the contestants have different personalities. But in the end we all get killed except one, who is obviously the murderer. and the bachelor is never shown to the audience btw...&lt;br /&gt;it was actually quite scary.. with the dimmed lighting and crossing out of our pictures one by one...&lt;br /&gt;and I died whilst doing bust exercises. hahaha. I swear, the class was laughing like shite when I said my " I MUST, I MUST, I MUST INCREASE MY BUST" part. I had to really hold back my own laughter.&lt;br /&gt;it was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;the fourteenth act rocks lah.&lt;br /&gt;last night, i went to the esplanade to hear some Copenhagen boy's choir.&lt;br /&gt;They're REALLY good.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, not as good as the vienna boys but still really good.&lt;br /&gt;They're voices are angelic man.. and they're VERY BLONDE. and handsome.. haha&lt;br /&gt;but they're like 10,11,12,13,14,15 years olds only so no chance. ):&lt;br /&gt;btw, we were grouped for the shanghai trip already and thankfully, twocee is together! realised that its only seventeen of us! gonna share bunk with soo. (:&lt;br /&gt;there was public caning yesterday too&lt;br /&gt;the same gang, the same theft. but this time they got into deeper shite.&lt;br /&gt;as in, trouble with the law.... tsk&lt;br /&gt;but this year it was only two strokes. not nice at all.&lt;br /&gt;but on the brightside, there was no dance! hahaha. so i stayed back to do my d&amp;amp;t clock thingy. which looks really pathetic and is not fit to be put in ANY hotel. not even hotel 81,( yes, it is THAT bad) let alone the ritz carlton.&lt;br /&gt;oh and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AURIAL DEAR!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sorry i couldnt go for your little celebration thing today cos of my bloody maths and ballet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but best wishes all the same. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(i cant believe your bro is getting you mr. a-z!!! unfair)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;speaking of which, MY IPOD MINI IS COMING ON THE 27TH OF SEPTEMBER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so, thats only.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE DAYS TO IPOD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps* i friggin pissed at oldpowerpuffgirl. go and bury yourself. stupid biatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112756033832529088?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112756033832529088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112756033832529088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112756033832529088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112756033832529088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-wear-me-out.html' title='you wear me out'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112696049673501135</id><published>2005-09-17T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T05:40:36.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of me</title><content type='html'>here are some random pics on our last rockclimbing day. sobsob (we were early FOR ONCE) subway hotdogs are great stuff btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/TheGIRL_(10).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="127" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/TheGIRL_%2810%29.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" height="128" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/TheGIRL_%2811%29.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love anna's house.&lt;br /&gt;we went there today to practise for the lit skit .&lt;br /&gt;her study desk is MOUNTED. omg.&lt;br /&gt;if i had a desk like that, i'll study EVERYDAY i swear.&lt;br /&gt;and her lil brother, justin is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;when he's sec two I'm gonna be his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;eh.. but i'll be like 22 then so.. NEVERMIND.&lt;br /&gt;our skit is getting very creepy...&lt;br /&gt;we're scaring ourselves even.&lt;br /&gt;shiok.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had to leave earlier for maths tuition crap so i missed the MCchickens.&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt go for ballet again cos of this damned flu and sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;curses!&lt;br /&gt;but i havent been going for like three weeks already so... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;my brother is at some mooncake festival party thing.&lt;br /&gt;so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;how come i didnt get to go to moronic stuff like that when i was p4????&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe cos no one actually bothered to organize one but STILL.&lt;br /&gt;exams are in less than three weeks and i havent started revising ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;argh gwyneth.&lt;br /&gt;stop procrastinating!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps* A ONE INCH GROWTH IS A VERY HUGE INCREASE OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i must, i must, I MUST INCREASE MY BUST!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112696049673501135?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112696049673501135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112696049673501135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112696049673501135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112696049673501135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/09/end-of-me.html' title='the end of me'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112661517086502754</id><published>2005-09-13T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T06:38:11.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>james' day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/Hotazmi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/Hotazmi1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAMES BOURNE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;enjoy your 23rd year yeah jamesy???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my all time fave busted lad. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and the fittest too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so yeah.. had a mini james celebration today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;soo and i were planning yesterday outside ten(which was a SUCCESS!!)&lt;/span&gt; i swear, that pac was SO crowded it was actually HOT. maybe cos everything was free of charge yesterday. but i love ten!!!! so much nicer compared to the old one. that puny container near the chang cheng.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; soo got this random strawberry cake which tasted really nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and she brought plates too! heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i completely forgot about the candles but i brought some junk food and little james pics to pass around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;did i mention soo and i pasted our neos that we took at the ten BEHIND the paper? haha. the neoprint machines in ten are really sucky btw. four bucks wasted. tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but anyway, although it was justmainly x-factor, it was still fun!WE LOVE JAMES! muacks!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i love soo too! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heres us cutting the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we let james have a little too. when soo accidentally on purpose dropped a piece of cake on MY james poster.hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/James_birthday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" height="124" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/400/James_birthday1.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had rockclimbing today. we were late AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;we were gobbling down our chicken rice as we were running down the hill.&lt;br /&gt;so pro man.&lt;br /&gt;but luckily that army commander guy didnt lock us out.&lt;br /&gt;climbed like 6 times and my arms are aching.&lt;br /&gt;i passed the test! (((:&lt;br /&gt;and azmi was looking cute as usual.&lt;br /&gt;took this from sihan's handphone when he wasnt noticing.. see above. haha&lt;br /&gt;its blur cos we zoomed in.&lt;br /&gt;but still super hot aye?&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. elisa let out the stink-bomb-with-smelled-like-century-egg in opg's class today.&lt;br /&gt;it was damnit funny lah. and damnit stinky. opg never guessed who.. luckily that jun hao didnt leak out.&lt;br /&gt;it was also rather lame during english today because we were making up names for opg and these are the best:&lt;br /&gt;ocean pacific girl and&lt;br /&gt;OLD POWERPUFF GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;min finally came to BFEC this sunday. hope she continues!!!(:&lt;br /&gt;oh and! the main hall is FINALLY airconditioned! yay! no more fainting spells! though there may be FREEZING SPELLS. xD Im so full of crap.&lt;br /&gt;my throat is really raw and sore. ouch! i want my LEMON STREPSILS NOW!&lt;br /&gt;gonna go take sihan;s advice and have coffee.&lt;br /&gt;so i can keep AWAKE doing my mensuration shit.&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/Hotazmi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/Hotazmi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ps* james blunt's album is actually not that bad. upon rethinking, it deserves a 7 or a 7.5 at least.yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112661517086502754?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112661517086502754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112661517086502754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112661517086502754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112661517086502754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/09/james-day.html' title='james&apos; day'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112653671386058861</id><published>2005-09-12T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T07:51:53.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>save clana</title><content type='html'>IM REALLY TIRED OF EVERYBODY TRYING TO DRAG ME DOWN ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN'T YOU LEAVE ME ALONE?&lt;br /&gt;ALL I HAVE IS INSULTS HURLED AT ME.&lt;br /&gt;FINE.&lt;br /&gt;FINE!&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU HATE MY GUTS WHY DONT YOU SAY SO.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT THINK ANYBODY ACTUALLY CARES ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;WORDS WORDS WORDS.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO SICK OF WORDS.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT GIVE A SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112653671386058861?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112653671386058861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112653671386058861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112653671386058861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112653671386058861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/09/save-clana.html' title='save clana'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112627267452415728</id><published>2005-09-09T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T06:47:16.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and if the world is spinning and im still living,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it wont be right if we're not in it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heya...&lt;br /&gt;sept hols are ending soon and its making me pretty damn moody.&lt;br /&gt;i havent got my lit poem done! dang.&lt;br /&gt;i need my inspiration!&lt;br /&gt;thursday was yesterday and yesterday soo and i were not late for maths remedial.. unlike the tuesday we went... when we were like, ONE HOUR late cos we got the bloody time wrong. then what did we do?&lt;br /&gt;we just hung around outside the classroom, thinking up of an excuse and being too frightened to get in.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end we just escaped to the libby and read archie comics til 10.&lt;br /&gt;we are certified noobs i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. went to orchard with aurial, min and sihan today..&lt;br /&gt;sihan treated us to sakae! yay!&lt;br /&gt;because of her mba cash prize thing..&lt;br /&gt;*jealous*&lt;br /&gt;this time we only took ONE neoprint. so proud of myself... ahh... im gradually learning self control.. xD&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we just hopped around and aurial and i got james blunt's album.&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you guys,&lt;br /&gt;the album sucks.&lt;br /&gt;okay so it isnt as bad as f4 or something but it doesnt exactly rock either.&lt;br /&gt;its ironic isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;there it is, no.2 on the charts, every critic is like james b rocks! 10/10!!! blah blah etcetc&lt;br /&gt;but here am i.. giving it a sad 5.5 /10.&lt;br /&gt;5 was totally just for"you're beautiful" and the half was me being VERY gracious.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously. i MOST RARELY give albums such low ratings.. actually NEVER before in my collection of albums.&lt;br /&gt;the lowest was like, 8.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway.. i think im just not a very airy ballady person.&lt;br /&gt;ill much rather stick to punk rock thank you.&lt;br /&gt;shallow.. yes i know. but it suits my taste because i admit, i AM a rather shallow person.&lt;br /&gt;and to all you james b lovers out there, dont take it to heart eh?&lt;br /&gt;cos as the saying goes, one man's food is another man's poision.&lt;br /&gt;and it has been proven absolutely correct.&lt;br /&gt;by yours truly of course.&lt;br /&gt;but how i wish i got my fall out instead. ):&lt;br /&gt;ps* james b is NOT to be confused with JAMES BOURNE. you know, that hot guy in busted. xD&lt;br /&gt;pps* i forgot to mention, my rentals are back! yay! gonna watch herbie fully loaded with mum tml.. and hopefully get my new handphone!&lt;br /&gt;pps*its ALREADY september and STILL NO IPOD!!!! wheres uncle wing kong? argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tell me that its over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i'll be the first to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont wanna be the last to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112627267452415728?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112627267452415728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112627267452415728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112627267452415728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112627267452415728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/09/youre-beautiful.html' title='you&apos;re beautiful'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112583954752090711</id><published>2005-09-04T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T06:47:04.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drop it like its hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/scan00021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/320/scan00021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey...&lt;br /&gt;i hope my brother's alright.. he's sorta parent sick now and hes piano exam is tml.. AND his teacher wasnt EXACTLY encouraging..in fact it was the exact opposite..&lt;br /&gt;now hes crying badly.. ooo... im such a bad sister. shall make mental note to pray with him tonight...&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i didnt go for church today.. xD i went to the airport with min and aurial to ATTEMPT studying there. obviously it didnt work out.. cos we were much too distracted by erm.. french fries. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;anyway we gave up and met nienny at orchard and we explored far east plaza until our legs hurt.&lt;br /&gt;we took neos THRICE. haha. a record...( see above)&lt;br /&gt;didnt by anything today either.. another record!&lt;br /&gt;hey aurial and nien! must rembr to go and buy jjlins album yeah! haha&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! we went to bk and THOUGHT we saw SOMEONE. ahem.&lt;br /&gt;and there were these three guys and this fugly(fat and ugly)girl sitting at the opposite table.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what they were doing?&lt;br /&gt;the two guys were FULLY STARING at her chestal area and the other was oh god.. TOUCHING it. and what was the girl doing? no, she didnt screm" MOLESTER!". instead, she whipped out a camera and started taking pics. and she added" wei she mo yao mo na li ne?" then GIGGLE GIGGLE GIGGLE. WHAT THE?&lt;br /&gt;three pervs and one slut. figures.&lt;br /&gt;it was enough to makE me shout," GET A ROOM DUDES! " and at the same time throw up my hershey sundae pie.&lt;br /&gt;but i did neither of that of course. i just walked out of bk.&lt;br /&gt;disgusting...&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! reminds me of the lau ah pek who was casually asking about the neoprint machine we were using..&lt;br /&gt;its was harmless at first but then he suddenly started asking whther we would like to be his GOD DAUGHTERS and asking for one of our NEOPRINTS? like, WHAT THE?&lt;br /&gt;now i have concluded there ARE people WERIDER than me who exist in this world..&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm xD&lt;br /&gt;its the sept hols now.. and its been raining these past few days.. which usually makes me really happy...&lt;br /&gt;but now.. its just dampening my spirits. i have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the fact i bloody miss my parents&lt;br /&gt;maybe it the fact theres DANCE tml so i cant accompany my bro to his piano exam&lt;br /&gt;even my pinball skills are getting worse&lt;br /&gt;or maybe its the fact you're just trying to make everything worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hope you're happy now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112583954752090711?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112583954752090711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112583954752090711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112583954752090711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112583954752090711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/09/drop-it-like-its-hot.html' title='drop it like its hot'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112574229716740744</id><published>2005-09-03T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T03:28:44.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im not okay(i promise)</title><content type='html'>my oral&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;sucked&lt;br /&gt;this is how it went;&lt;br /&gt;whatshername: So who do you support in Project Superstar? (i dont actually follow it really. its CHINESE duh )(:&lt;br /&gt;me: erm.. Weilian( i pronounced his name wrongly i swear)&lt;br /&gt;whatshername: and why is that? so far you're the only one who supports wei lian... the rest of them all said Jun yang.. *laughs* (i bet at ME)&lt;br /&gt;me: erm.. cos hes blind? and i really admire his courage... although some people think hes very ugly or he cant sing well...&lt;br /&gt;whatshername: i dont think hes ugly..&lt;br /&gt;me: oh.. yah.. i think so too.. i think hes cute.&lt;br /&gt;whatshername: mm.. well.. thats it&lt;br /&gt;me: thanks&lt;br /&gt;(please translate the above to chinese)&lt;br /&gt;SO TELL ME NOW.&lt;br /&gt;HOW ON EARTH AM I GONNA PASS?&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up my passage too.&lt;br /&gt;AND my compo.&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the only thing that can cheer me up is that james has formed a new band!&lt;br /&gt;SON OF DORK.&lt;br /&gt;so cool...&lt;br /&gt;actually.. no&lt;br /&gt;its a stupid name.&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;itll never replace busted!&lt;br /&gt;EVER!&lt;br /&gt;although im sure itll do much better than fightstar( charlie's band)... xD&lt;br /&gt;my bro is watching swiss family robinson for the hundreth time.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe you all think HE is cute! you really dont knowthe REAL monster eh... haha&lt;br /&gt;we're surviving on videos now beacuse our very CLEVER parents disconnected the scv thingy or whatever so we cant watch normal tv. ):&lt;br /&gt;but i must say.. im coping pretty well.. with the whole parents in vienna thing.&lt;br /&gt;they're coming back on friday.. cant wait.. i think.. xD&lt;br /&gt;had fun reading FREE books at MPH today&lt;br /&gt;shhh! no telling!&lt;br /&gt;i read the entire series of gossip girl in two hours.&lt;br /&gt;erm.. more like skimmed really. but anyway. i skipped ballet. xD&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt skip maths tuition! hehs.. arent you proud of me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why does it feel like it's raining in my head?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Why are you always complaining about me&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I wanna know you&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of running after you&lt;br /&gt;I won't send you a sorry cards&lt;br /&gt;Cos' I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm giving up but I'll never reminisce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a way of getting over this&lt;br /&gt;I let go in everyway&lt;br /&gt;Cos' I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps* this was sang by my beloved JAMES BOURNE. aka. the hottest guy on earth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112574229716740744?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112574229716740744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112574229716740744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112574229716740744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112574229716740744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-not-okayi-promise.html' title='im not okay(i promise)'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112549605042612637</id><published>2005-08-31T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T03:14:00.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ilu*</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="149" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/320/heartyou.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lotsa love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heya. im typing in PINK. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sorry.. the above pic is like, v blur cos taken from phone mah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;teachers day concert went alrightish today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we werent exactly in perfect timing with the music but it was still all good. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;great work guys! twocee yeah! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;then after that, went to tps with some of my council juniors. i was the only senior. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i didnt know ben was from temasek! haha. lag man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;inngrid and whathisname are not very good balloon holders haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we took like twelve balloons from the pac with us and ended up with only six. because the rest got lost somewhere in the trees/sky. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;turns out when i got there, half of them had left already. so i was stuck with the guys . haha. the only girl. blah. i miss tps. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BY THE WAY. the balloons were from our NEWLY OPENED PAC. aka. the eagles nest, or ten, if you're really that lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so after all of welfare's hard work, we finally pulled it off and my gosh, its REALLY NICE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;watched spiderman2 again.. its such a nice movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;songleng was being a noob. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we were praying for MJ to kiss peter before doc ock came. spaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and everyone was having fun getting HIGH .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we sucked the helium from the balloons and our voices were freakishly high. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well then. tml is a holiday. gonna go over to aurial's house to slack and watch MTV . xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tahs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh and before i forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS DAY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and oh yah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all 6a2'03 people, listen up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;M sharma has booked a table of ten for our class at tps anniversary dinner. so please TRY to make it ....its on 30 sept, 7pm. i forgot what hotel but i remember its really classy. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;anyway, do contact me if you wanna go yeah? its important. love you guys! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112549605042612637?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112549605042612637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112549605042612637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112549605042612637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112549605042612637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/08/ilu.html' title='ilu*'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112530517582452275</id><published>2005-08-29T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T01:46:15.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>babes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/1600/DSCN089511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3570/365/320/DSCN089511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;                                                                 the 2C babes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112530517582452275?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112530517582452275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112530517582452275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112530517582452275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112530517582452275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/08/babes.html' title='babes'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112521796470260299</id><published>2005-08-28T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T05:55:03.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>torn</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;what goes around, comes around, YOU should know by now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! 2c got into the teacher's day concert! finally! im glad our hard work and practice paid off. haha. well.. actually it was kinda last minute but who cares? WE STILL GOT IN! (: i am beginning to master the chinese song already! an amazing feat for me .really. now the lyrics are winding round and round my head. which is quite irritating. (: ji mo kai zai xin shi pang!&lt;br /&gt;luckily yaya, soo and me dont need to dance! hee... bet yaya is v. happy aye?&lt;br /&gt;i hope all turns out well on the actual perormance though. everyone, open your mouths wider! haha. TWOCEE ROCKS LAH.&lt;br /&gt;went to cornerstone church with elisa last night to watch some musical thing. It was pretty good. tha pink guy is so cute hor elieli? lol.&lt;br /&gt;their church is pretty hip. and its very cold btw. they have nice leopard print toilets! xD&lt;br /&gt;then afterwards went and shop a little with her.. she bought two shirts! hah. with help from yours truly of course.(:&lt;br /&gt;it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;sigh. parents are leaving tonight. its really depressing. for two whole weeks! sheesh. wonder if i can pull through.&lt;br /&gt;a week til the sept hols. cant wait. barely touched my hw. better go finish it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I not tell you that I'm not like that girl?&lt;br /&gt;The one who gives it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I was gonna give it up to you, this time?&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that it was somethin I was gonna do and cry?&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to tell me what to do,Dont try to tell me what to say,&lt;br /&gt;You're better off that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guilt trip that you put me on won't, mess me up&lt;br /&gt;I've done no wrong&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts of you and me have gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off alone anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112521796470260299?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112521796470260299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112521796470260299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112521796470260299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112521796470260299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/08/torn.html' title='torn'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112506764807057376</id><published>2005-08-26T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T07:59:00.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sugar, we're going down</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Searching all my days just to find you&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure who I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;I'll know it&lt;br /&gt;When I see you&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;Staying up all night just to write&lt;br /&gt;A love song for no one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellooo&lt;br /&gt;had a wild/weird time with soo, tsze deng and yi qian today..&lt;br /&gt;at the playground next to the canal thingy.&lt;br /&gt;its actually quite fun.. esp the see saw thingy that i think we just might have spoilt cos we jumped so hard on it. oops. xD&lt;br /&gt;then i crapped with td atop the monkey bars. haha. now i know whats his weakness... he's scared of heights! heh...&lt;br /&gt;spied on two certain couples.&lt;br /&gt;namely.. ahem ahem.. and this man PETTING this other woman. like seriously. in the middle og a playground.&lt;br /&gt;dont they know there are some INNOCENT teenagers present? goodness. GET A ROOM dudes.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;then soo and i had to hide from erm.. some coloured people we didnt wanna see. heh..&lt;br /&gt;four hours passed very fast.&lt;br /&gt;prelims are the suckiest ever. booooo. it takes stuff away from you. gargh.&lt;br /&gt;tahs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112506764807057376?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112506764807057376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112506764807057376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112506764807057376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112506764807057376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/08/sugar-were-going-down.html' title='sugar, we&apos;re going down'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112498262959911983</id><published>2005-08-25T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T08:10:29.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dirty little secrets</title><content type='html'>heyheyhey&lt;br /&gt;was fun rockclimbing with elisa, soo and sihan today. like, omigawd. the instructors are like so HOT lah. (jealous mm?) xD. and soo was being some noobie, swinging around on the DYNAMIC KERN MANTLE rope and making my job as the belayer very difficult. i swear, i think i lost weight just trying to keep my feet on the ground. if it werent for elisa i think i might have flew up. teehee. so anyway, rock climbing is fun.. although i wanted to wakeboard.. lucky lucky mm.&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me, mm had an emergency today. haha. its involved certain colours which i shall not elaborate on. haha. and t*****s. (:&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. we stopped at bk for dinner.. and elisa lost her cute flower thingy.. poor girl...&lt;br /&gt;teachers day audition thing on sat morn.. dunnno how we're gonna rehearse in time... but twocee can always do it right? heh..i wrote the script with elisa on the mrt.. lotsa inspiration there.&lt;br /&gt;somehow. shant explain here though... cos there might be some prying eyes around eh... better be careful.. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;hope we can get in! cos itll be really erm.. nice?! (:&lt;br /&gt;the eagles nest is opening soon! yay... after all welfare's hard work...&lt;br /&gt;argh. dance tml&lt;br /&gt;just the thought of it pisses me off. goodness. the horror of that green- tiled floor. you can never imagine.&lt;br /&gt;but.. look on the bright side. its the last cca day. for the term at least.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait till the sept hols. then i can go out and shop with the babes.if i have the money that is.&lt;br /&gt;cornerstone musical this sat.. and sihan's MBA thing... mm... looking forward to it... but im not even sure my rentals approve it yet... must make mental note to tell them. TONIGHT. oh fudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never understood before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never knew what love was for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart was broke, my head was sore &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a feeling &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112498262959911983?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112498262959911983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112498262959911983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112498262959911983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112498262959911983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/08/dirty-little-secrets.html' title='dirty little secrets'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112454936242431578</id><published>2005-08-20T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T07:49:22.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back home</title><content type='html'>Don't know what I was looking for when I went home,&lt;br /&gt;I found me alone&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes I need someone to say,&lt;br /&gt;"You'll be all right. What's on your mind?"&lt;br /&gt;But the water's shallow here and I am full of fear,&lt;br /&gt;and empty handed after two long years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home I always thought I wanted so much more,&lt;br /&gt;now I'm not too sure&lt;br /&gt;Cause sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I miss knowing someone's there for me and feeling free&lt;br /&gt;Free to stand beside the ocean in moonligh&lt;br /&gt;tAnd light myself a smoke beneath the dark Atlantic sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody here is living life in fear of falling out of line&lt;br /&gt;Tearing lives apart and breaking lots of hearts just to pass the time&lt;br /&gt;And the eyes get red in the back of your head,&lt;br /&gt;this place will make you blind&lt;br /&gt;Put it all behind me and I'll be just fine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112454936242431578?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112454936242431578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112454936242431578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112454936242431578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112454936242431578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-home.html' title='back home'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112412054090556793</id><published>2005-08-15T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T08:42:20.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>googoo dolls</title><content type='html'>hello world.&lt;br /&gt;hi james! what a pleasant surprise. we talked about busted the whole day didnt we?&lt;br /&gt;i KNOW YOU WANT YOUR PSYCHO GIRL. haha. i have it. you dont. xD&lt;br /&gt;rembr.. haagen daz. yes? kor kor james? gosh. this is so damnit gay. but im being force to do this. you noobie.&lt;br /&gt;i think i better scram before my parents get back and kill me. tah!&lt;br /&gt;*friendster is irritating the shit out of me. cant see your lovely pretty piggy picture anymore. ahhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112412054090556793?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112412054090556793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112412054090556793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112412054090556793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112412054090556793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/08/googoo-dolls.html' title='googoo dolls'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112366883162619154</id><published>2005-08-10T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T03:13:51.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emo punk LAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bet you never thought that I could break you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you think that i would look the other way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah you had it all figured out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But tell me who's the one who's crying now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn damn damn.&lt;br /&gt;I havent dont any of my homework and im still here? goodness. the nerve of me. tut tut...&lt;br /&gt;anyway. since im at it already, i might as well proceed.&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated national day guys!&lt;br /&gt;my brother has collapsed on his brand new soccer ball cum chair thing. o bviously tired after his very exciting birthday party. like they spent the whole time  hogging the stupid computer watching happy tree friends. must be fun.&lt;br /&gt;my parents should seriously consider banning the internet or something. but then again, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;ooo. zhilin's bday party this sat. haven been to a bday party in a looong while. actually no. i just had one today right? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;im a bad sister. i haven got anything for arthur.&lt;br /&gt;moblogging is a terrible thing.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was um. eventful. surprisely actually. i went out with my relatives and we toured around singapore. well.. sorta. went to kampung glam and got a bracelet. then to little india and got more braceletty stuff. haha..the bangles are like so cheap. and so many somemore. must make mental note to go back with aurial some time. (:  got some tank tops too. (!!!!!)from parkway. not little india. xD&lt;br /&gt;hmm... brother obviously had fun at the padang. im jealous. but i got to see some lovely fireworks from my grandma;s place... i love fireworks!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;on monday was the ndp at school... was very boring. marching stuff was thehightlight of the whole thing so you can pretty much imagine the average boredom rate.&lt;br /&gt;but after that. min, soo, sihan and i went to heeren. took neos. ALOT OF TIMES. and. shopped alittle. i got my beady crap. and. thats about it. oh yeah. we bitched. and bitched. and bitched. xD&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch charlie and the choco factory *ahem* but johnny looks gay. i've got a golden ticket! wonder why they dont sell wonka bars here... btw.. the old movie is much better. go catch it.&lt;br /&gt;ballet tonight. damn.&lt;br /&gt;i need a cheer upper tml right aurial? haha.  shall watch what a girl wants again and drool over oliver james and replay the "long time coming" part again and again. (((:&lt;br /&gt;argh. the hols are over. in a blink of an eye. its depressing. school. damn.&lt;br /&gt;btw. i hate my skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112366883162619154?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112366883162619154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112366883162619154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112366883162619154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112366883162619154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/08/emo-punk-lah.html' title='emo punk LAH'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112325004137186596</id><published>2005-08-05T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T06:54:01.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>www.com</title><content type='html'>hey...2.4km fun today. i was 15th. jumped nine postitions from last year. went to chill at the beach with elisa and aurial afterwards...&lt;br /&gt;realised i left my wallet at maccy dees. but dearest soo saved me! xD&lt;br /&gt;ehh... stoned at nienny's house for a while.. lovesick girl.. hahh&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was council investiture.&lt;br /&gt;its was fun. sang a new and impoved(mind you) version of "sHUT uP" and "the YounG aNd hopeless". man.. when did i start typing like that?&lt;br /&gt;thats gay typing. DoNT YoU seE? hahh... sorry&lt;br /&gt;anyway. this year's investiture was much better than the last. I love my juniors!&lt;br /&gt;i finally got my bep  hamper thing from p10.&lt;br /&gt;the cap is idiotically cheapo. its just this free cap thing with a small bep sticker on it. the album is okay. isnt great tho.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope sihan would cheer up.. love ya forever girl! x-factor will always be behind you yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw your face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112325004137186596?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112325004137186596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112325004137186596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112325004137186596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112325004137186596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/08/wwwcom.html' title='www.com'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112272253123676292</id><published>2005-07-30T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T07:49:46.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sonicfest</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SONICFEST ROCKED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like seriously rocked some serious shite.&lt;br /&gt;I went last night with soo and sihan and we had alotta fun at fort canning. we were acting like gay tourists before the concert and some rgies were staring at us. heh.&lt;br /&gt;They had Parousia, vertical rush, PLANET SHAKERS and SONICFLOOD.&lt;br /&gt;The yellow shirt guitarist guy from Parousia was like jumping around insanely and he was SO GOOD on the guitar man. it was really impressive. plus. hes cute. xD soo and me took a video of him! yay!&lt;br /&gt;and and and! i saw sandra after like five years when she left for the gifted programme thing. she looks sooo different!!! but anyway.. hi there girl! (: missed ya loads.&lt;br /&gt;AS I WAS SAYING. Vertical Rush was alright but when Planet shakers came up the crowd went WILD. they were GREATT. iwas jumping around 90% of the time and i was also sweating like a mad pig. they sang "running after you", "open up the gates" and " ALWAYS and Forever" *nudges soo* ! wooo! it was so worth ponning the ptc. (whoops! did i just say, no type that out loud?) everyone was so HIGH. tiring to jump around like that for four hours you know.. but a great workout for God nonetheless. (:&lt;br /&gt;Then sonicflood came up and although i have never heard of them before, they were really good.&lt;br /&gt;I could really feel God working in everyone. The atmosphere was surreal. My arms really ached from raising them up for so long but it didnt matter anyway. I actually cried in the middle of "here i am to worship" and "i could sing of your love forever". I have never experienced anything like this before... Im definitely going back next year. with soo and sihan too ofcos. xD&lt;br /&gt;You guys out there.. do go next year too kay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE GOD MORE THAN EVER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lost but now I am found. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112272253123676292?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112272253123676292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112272253123676292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112272253123676292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112272253123676292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/07/sonicfest.html' title='sonicfest'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112238825092505446</id><published>2005-07-26T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T07:30:50.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>braceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fate feel short this time, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your smile fades in the summer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! my braces are like, OFF. hehe. after two years plus plus? it feels strange... like something missing. but my teeth are so much more straighter now.. lol. everyone at skl was like, omg youre braceless. haha. magicland was last sat and it was pretty uneventful... watched a play in which the lead sang some stupid hil duff song. aeugh. i walked out right after that. then.. of course.. the FOOD FAIR. yum yum. but i didnt have any coupons on me and i spent 90 % of my time searching for my lost brother. anand saw him like FIVE times and me? NONE. like what the. total waste of my time. saw a few classmates... but none of the girls from my class. ): but this thursday jo is doing something i think... hmm.. cant wait. (: then. in the morning was the vjc test. the english was WOAH. as in not woah easy but woah difficult. i couldnt understand half the words. okay. maybe four fifith. haha. the maths was okay.. and it turned out that we didnt have to do the GAT test cos apparently its the same as tj.. so yeah. we got our money back. but it doesnt matter cos they have zuan ded a lot alot. due to the NUMBER of people there. it was like, literally SWARMING with tkgians, vsists and blah. the anglicanners there amounted to about ten. namely, KIRK and GLENN, jo, kris, po, soo (duh), me( duh) and some other nice peeps. haha. i know how to differenciate kirk and glenn! YES! ((((: song you like? not unlikely SOME people, who think its dreary. new layout.. i know pink isnt really um me but whatever. it has chuck taylors so yay! if theres a prob with tagging, its not my problem. haha. joking. just refresh the page, sit back, relax, breathe in, breathe out.... SMILE (when your tag appears on my board)  sonic fest 05! planet shakers! pple! go attend! its gonna be FUNNNN. i think im going on fri or something.. but got initiation camp.. and some bloody ptc duty thing. i hope i dont have to wear those bloody heels or blazer again or i will bloody kill everyone. and i am bloody serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Place your hand in mine,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll leave when I wanna.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112238825092505446?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112238825092505446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112238825092505446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112238825092505446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112238825092505446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/07/braceless.html' title='braceless'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112204213411005550</id><published>2005-07-22T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T08:05:33.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>low</title><content type='html'>There's no light at the end of the tunnel tonight&lt;br /&gt;Just a bridge that I gotta burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey.. i made it into tip ... but i still dont have my ipod... ): vj test tml.. and temasek magicland too.. im gonna pass m.sharma a box of choccies to thank her for helping me.&lt;br /&gt;you know what? i should be on cloud nine now but i think im only at one. minus the fact that i have blisters all over my feet because of founders day...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. i guess its you.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think you realise how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;i cant be angry, though i have every right.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody’s talking,but they don’t say a thing&lt;br /&gt;they look at me with sad eyes,but I don’t want the sympathy. Sometimes you can’t go back.&lt;br /&gt;is any body listening? can you hear me when i call? i sending signals in the air, cos i need somebody's help, I cant make it on my own, and im giving up myself. is anybody listening?&lt;br /&gt;I didnt think it'll hurt this much to be saved. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to reach out,&lt;br /&gt;But when I tried to speak out&lt;br /&gt;Felt like no one could hear me&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to belong here&lt;br /&gt;But something felt so wrong here&lt;br /&gt;So I prayed&lt;br /&gt;I could break away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112204213411005550?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112204213411005550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112204213411005550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112204213411005550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112204213411005550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/07/low.html' title='low'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112177502425748671</id><published>2005-07-19T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T05:17:24.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>locked in a closet</title><content type='html'>hey...deb fung's concert was good. shes really pretty. i got both her albums and her autograph! haha. the faders are good too. i dig my new ripcurl handbag and topshop bangle! heh. yi qian got LOCKED inside the tiny control room in our class. which is NOT supposed to be opened in the first place. i was scared half to death that he might suffocate or something but he didnt. haha. luckily.cos miss chan saved him.(sorta) she didnt scold us amazingly. maybe because she was too shocked by his stupidity and Tsze deng's no-common-sense for closing the door on yi qian. thinking it was funny. i really dont understand how guys can get into situations like this.&lt;br /&gt;temasek magicland is this sat.. on the same day as the vj ip test. gag. but i MUST go to magicland! i haven seen my dearest primary school classmates for like one year already...&lt;br /&gt;speaking of ip, i got accepted for the tj ip interview which is this thursday... im very freaked. hope my prayer walks have paid off.. lol. the dance noticeboard has MY face on it. but luckily not in the hideous syf costume. HAH soo.but its looking good.. founders day coming up soon too... ushering i think. gag. sian job. but at least we dont have to dance THAT dance. i really wanna go sonicfest! but it falls on initiation council camp day. ): oh well, theres always hillsong coming in august... but I STILL WANT TO SEE PLANETSHAKERS. ill find a way. soo , aurial, grace must join me and sihan yeah? lol. a lot like LOVE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;These five words I swear to you&lt;br /&gt;When you breathe&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the air for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;I'd live and I'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;Steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;br /&gt;Words can't say what a love can do&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112177502425748671?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112177502425748671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112177502425748671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112177502425748671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112177502425748671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/07/locked-in-closet.html' title='locked in a closet'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112117964445814850</id><published>2005-07-12T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T07:47:24.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good charlotte no more</title><content type='html'>i can picture the words "Theres a woman crying out tonight" coming out of Joel Madden's mouth right now. at the singapore indoor stadium. Billy is looking hot tinkering on the piano and benji is well... doing weird movements on his guitar. but ends up looking cute anyway. its magical. the crowd is screaming their lungs out. the atmosphere is... so magical. and guess what? im not there.&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;im really disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to see noise to the world. i was practically counting down the days. iT wasnt this bad with simple plan, avril or even Rooster...&lt;br /&gt;good charlotte, i COULD NOT MISS.&lt;br /&gt;so what am i doing here then?&lt;br /&gt;because the rentals wont freaking allow me!&lt;br /&gt;they have ZILCH trust in me. zilch! nada! nil! none! zero!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;they think im gonna get into bad company there.&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;and im too young for rock concerts&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;hello? im fourteen!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and erm hello again?&lt;br /&gt;good charlotte is NOT a bad influence!&lt;br /&gt;they arent even half as bad as green day or something (which i also happen to like )&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGHHHH&lt;br /&gt;im bloody depressed.&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;bloody shit.&lt;br /&gt;GAH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Not even this once!&lt;br /&gt;i actually wanted to run away from home if you must know.&lt;br /&gt;you think im a rebel?&gt; i would have been LONG GONE!&lt;br /&gt;in my right mind i could have just gone off to the arms of joel madden BUT i thought of YOU and i changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;now is that what you call a REBEL?&lt;br /&gt;wake up.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe im missed it. )))):&lt;br /&gt;all i heard from jerome's phone was ALOT OF SCREAMING and joel madden's muffled voice in the background singing "i just wanna live" shouldnt it be the other way round? curse them....oops.&lt;br /&gt;im jealous of jerome. thats it. im going mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112117964445814850?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112117964445814850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112117964445814850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112117964445814850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112117964445814850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/07/good-charlotte-no-more.html' title='good charlotte no more'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112074623193336325</id><published>2005-07-07T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T07:23:51.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dan the man</title><content type='html'>oooohhh. i finally got my x&amp; y! hehe. mrs chris martin. oops. sorry Gwyneth Paltrow. and Apple. (:&lt;br /&gt;I won the BEP album on P10! and goodies too... and i talked to dan the man! lols. and i was on air! haha. did you hear? did  you hear? did you hear? I hope they're gonna MAIL it this time. I have a badge no one else has! yeah! VERY COOL! (i said that on air) im delusioned. ahahahaha!i think i stopped breathing while talking to him. sounded so nasal. SHHEESH! im so hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;itsnotfair! i wanna go to Good Charlotte"s concert! blah. and jerome gets to go again. humph! jealous jealous. you better get me joel madden's autograph or else.... joking..&lt;br /&gt;lets see.... new comp coming in soon. yay. pac is opening! i mean the EAGLES NEST. btw, for assembly yesterday, we FINALLY sang ONE WAY! and me, soo and si han were the only ones JUMPING for goodness sakes. extraded lah. everyone else was DEAD. gotta run now. ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be loved,&lt;br /&gt;every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;We all need someone to hold on to,&lt;br /&gt;just like a help less child.&lt;br /&gt;Can you whisper in my ear,&lt;br /&gt;let me know, its alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112074623193336325?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112074623193336325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112074623193336325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112074623193336325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112074623193336325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/07/dan-man.html' title='dan the man'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-112046965955906127</id><published>2005-07-04T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T02:37:15.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>got sports?</title><content type='html'>her world has changed. she asks God why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello hello! guess what? I DID IT! okay not IT but i WON! yay!!!!! hahaha. in case you guys dont know what im talking about, i, gwyneth liew, came first in the 200m sports day finals! im happy but the medal is shite. they just ripped out the entire ahs badge and glued it onto the freaking piece of metal. but who cares? HAHA. and congrats to ELISA too!!! there! ive said it! (:&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, dance didnt win the cheerleading competition. which is disappointing cos we put ALOT of effort in it. alot. but nvm. we shall jia you for next yeah? D-A-N-C-E! DANCE, THE ALMIGHTY!&lt;br /&gt;and and and, after the thing, i went out with soo, min, si han,randy and yi qian and watched initial d!!! woahs! it rocks lah.... esp edison! haha. repeat after me, edison is the hottest guy on earth! lol. so style man. and jay looks cute from his side profile but his eyes are too small. and shawn yue is cute too. but im stopping here. cos i seriously dont think anthony wong is hot too. lol! we took neos (again) and it turned out pretty 'orrible. but of cos, my dearest soo, si han and min were HOGGING the neoprint machine decorating them for what seemed like eternity cos there was this unlimited time crap. i cant wait to get my hands on 'you-know-what'. haha&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i haven done any of my hw. as usual. and hmm.. last week's church worship which me and KRISTY! led, was actually, surprisingly, weirdly, OKAY!haha. it wasnt as bad as i thot cos the people were also singing along, clapping etc. in other words, responding. lol. considering the fact i was freaking out before that. thank god!&lt;br /&gt;i cant go for good charlotte's concert! booooo.&lt;br /&gt;btw, me and aurial forgot to go for this week's James Trail. after all the excitement of sports day, we forgot. so typical. but last week was a blast. we went ta orchard at night and stayed freaking late cos my rents were outta town. lol. im bad. i know. but we didnt get anything. (for once!) we just window shopped around and drank some good coke float from maccy dees. AND! when we were in topshop, checking out the accesorries, we heard some excessive screaming from outside. we were like, wah lao, so irritating man. and dismissed it as some annoying taiwanese star or something. but after awhile, it got louder and louder and louder so we were like, what the heck, and went out fo the store to look see. and guess who it was? guess who?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TAUFIK BATISAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE TAUFIK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could have slapped myself right there and then. cos he was already LEAVING the singing cum autograph session, and inside the lift, waving. i hit aurial in about ten different places and cursed about ten million other times. sometimes, i really hate myself. (btw, he is so hot when he waves. lol)&lt;br /&gt;LIVE 8 ROCKS!!!!!!! i watched it and it ROCKED. not only is it charity based, it also featured like soooo many great singers. like like like, MCFLY, good charlotte, coldplay, robbie williams, elton john, bon jovi, destiny's child, duran duran, Green day, dido, will smith and like TONS more. i say it again,ROCKS! catch it!!!&lt;br /&gt;gtg go finish my bloody xi zhi( isit correct?) till next time! (((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she cant sleep at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-112046965955906127?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/112046965955906127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=112046965955906127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112046965955906127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/112046965955906127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/07/got-sports.html' title='got sports?'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-111935778246592071</id><published>2005-06-21T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T05:55:02.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus movement</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here i am.once again.im torn into pieces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyhey. hmm... i haven been here for awhile. lazy as always. so now i have decided to post after being pestered by SOME people. haha. not mentioning any names though...&lt;br /&gt;okay... my last post was, lets see, june 2.. so since then, I have went to bali, bought billabong shirt, princess diaries six and earrings, went rafting. went mountain biking. then came back to sunny singapore and um... what did i do?&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah... cheerleading practices with Rachel. shes so bubbly and nice. haha. my mom sent her home after that(((: and and and. we learnt SPIRIT FINGERS! lol. its so cute lah... i still dunno what music we're gonna use.... tho the entire dance seems to be quite obsessed with Gwen Stefani's "Hollaback Girl". this shite is bananas! B-A-N-A-N-A-S! yay.&lt;br /&gt;ehh... then hm... dance is ever so terrible. we have this new teacher who can do right splits, left ones, side, over, under etc. god. shes so pro. and the rest of us are just straggling behind, trying to finish the fifty push-ups and fifty crunches she assigns us to do every practice. what sort of life do i lead? In my right mind, i would prolly just skip dance cos im not even in the national day stint but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;TJC IP due date is this friday. i still need to finish my final final final draft. thanks mr jimmy tan who helped! lols! corss your fingers and hope i can get in!(:&lt;br /&gt;i desperately need to change my skin. i cant find any nice ones though.... my bro is back at athletics camp now, having fun and leaving the tv and comp ALL TO MYSELF. haha. not to mention, the m&amp;amp;ms, bathroom and bedroom. i want my own room! now!&lt;br /&gt;Mr. A-Z. *giggles aurial*&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! aurial is at gb camp and stuff but anyway, she has officially started coming to my church! woahs!!!! love ya babes! god rocks lah... im going to the James Trail thing with her this friday evening... hmm.. speaking of which,im leading worship this sunday! and im really freaked. ahhhhh.... i have to go fer the cip thang too cos im some crap station ic so yeah. ahhh wellls. oh yeah! they wanna have a class gathering at my house. nooooooooooo. depends on my parents mood tho.. and i haven given my papi a fathers day card. loser me.&lt;br /&gt;gonna go now.. play habbohotel! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had to find you.tell you I need you.Tell you I set you apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-111935778246592071?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/111935778246592071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=111935778246592071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111935778246592071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111935778246592071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/06/hiatus-movement.html' title='hiatus movement'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-111770667335633005</id><published>2005-06-02T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T03:08:44.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>super bored</title><content type='html'>okayyy&lt;br /&gt;im super bored. everybody is off to student camp and blah. and im just wasting my life at home. well not exactly... cos my mum is making me rack my brains out writing the tjc ip essay thing. gag. then, when im done, shes gonna make me do the vjc one. which is not even due till 21 july. what sort of sick life do i lead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like fine. aurial is coming back from beijinbg tml(yay) but im going off to bali the nextday. argh. hopefully can get loads of roxy tees and shorts tho... tee hee.. went ta orchard yesterday with mumsie. saw eli eli (((: and i got my levis shirt and belt. yay! turns out i cant takemy braces off yet. .like, what the?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat is the banner thing for dance. im gonna miss the national day selection cos im on holiday. so crap man. crap crap crap. oooo. guess what? i got my radio confiscated from my room.. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;no music=no life. dont they get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from bintan on tuesday... didnt get anything except some shell-that-holds-shawl-together thing. hotel was nice.. pretty much boring tho. i couldnt swim.. yeah. watched cinderella story AND what a girl wants for the third time. how ironic is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i met dr boon with my rents about the ip shit. from this, it is really confirmed. she is about as anti-ip as im anti-pat wong. and thats like, REALLY ANTI. she was practically threatening me but with a pen, not knife though. and if it wasnt for the fact that my parents will sue her, she would have just killed me on the spot. but it would be no need cos i WAS already curling up on the floor and dying already. "oh and, with a psle score of 251, you wouldnt get much chance of getting in". talk about negative speech. well that is the boon for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah... carrie underwood is the new american idol. that sucks. really. but bo is still gonna do sooo much better than her anyway. cos shes not pretty.and cos shes has such an ORDINARY voice. sad case. gotta train traiN traIN trAIN tRAIN TRAIN. and i need to lose all those excess fats ive gained.... NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i only wanna live if i can find somebody to die for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;gwen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-111770667335633005?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/111770667335633005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=111770667335633005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111770667335633005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111770667335633005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/06/super-bored.html' title='super bored'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-111703279047002086</id><published>2005-05-25T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T07:54:10.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heat of the sun</title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;sports heats today. killed my legs. argh. tied first with this badminton girl. im such a failure.boohiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO DANCE WOOTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boon was crapping today. about IP being UN-beneficial? I think i just might start to hate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye aurial! since you're leaving for beijing tml. i'll miss your shite! ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rooster concert tonight.couldnt go cos of my results *rolls eyes* i cant see nick anymore! nooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went ta watch monster-in-law with aurial last night. free tickets mah. haha. cheapo gwen. was really funny... j.lo is ugly and fat. vartan is cute. lol. took neos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a brown topshop tee, billabong tee,bum denim skirt and a new PINK zara skirt! yeah!!! i love my mum!(sort of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELISA! MY BABELICIOUS BABE! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;star wars still rocks my socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my results still suck. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gwen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-111703279047002086?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/111703279047002086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=111703279047002086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111703279047002086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111703279047002086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/05/heat-of-sun.html' title='heat of the sun'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-111677076018968643</id><published>2005-05-22T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T07:07:03.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untiltled</title><content type='html'>i dun wanna fall to pieces;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna sit and stare at you&lt;br /&gt;i dun want a conversation;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna cry infront of you&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna talk about it;&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm in love with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-111677076018968643?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/111677076018968643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=111677076018968643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111677076018968643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111677076018968643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/05/untiltled.html' title='untiltled'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-111668434610118601</id><published>2005-05-21T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T07:10:01.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i suck (:</title><content type='html'>im pissed. my results suck. im pissed. my parents didnt let me go for the class outing today. im pissed. cos i cant go see rooster. im pissed. the 'rents are bloody angry at me.im pissed. i cant sleepover at aurial's house. im pissed. I'm never gonna get into ip. im pissed. cos no one cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they really had fun at sentosa w/o me today. I sure had loads of fun doing sucky maths problems though. I'm so sure i didnt miss out on anything. yeah.right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i say? watched revenge of the sith yesterday(finally)and it rocked. it was damn good tho anakin isnt hot but whatever. padme died! HAHAHA!that little...*bleep*like omg. anakin totally beheaded those "younglings". serves his fat ass right.but its sad cos its the final instalment. boohiss. no more of yoda's cute english i will hear. no more lightsabers. no more chewbacca. NO MORE R2D2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monster-in-law tics up for grabs. tuesday night yah?contact me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is wrong with this sick caller on power 98? she was like, i dunno why guys are so into soccer and star wars.hello miss? is it a crime to love the sport and the classic? you so obviously havent watched a match in your entire life. btw, arsenal rox. hah!go catch revenge of the sith. it'll do you some good. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aurial's coming to my church tml. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound very pissy cos i AM pissy so just argh. GO AWAY. cos if you dont care then i dont care either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd. this song really fits my mood now. so just for the record,&lt;br /&gt;SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP&lt;br /&gt;DONT WANNA HEAR IT.&lt;br /&gt;GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT&lt;br /&gt;GET OUT OF MY WAY&lt;br /&gt;STEP UP STEP UP STEP UP&lt;br /&gt;YOU'LL NEVER STOP ME&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING YOU SAY TODAY IS GONNA BRING ME DOWN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-111668434610118601?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/111668434610118601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=111668434610118601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111668434610118601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111668434610118601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-suck.html' title='i suck (:'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-111634043543091132</id><published>2005-05-17T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T07:33:55.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post exams woots</title><content type='html'>heyyy lo! The exams are OV-ER!haha. I'm gonna flunk my chinese! yay!Went out with 3/4 of the babes today to bugis. We walked and walked and walked. and oh yeah. took neos! i think we're like experts at it already. haha. Mim bought like goodness knows how many tops and bottoms. That little market thing opposite bugis has loads of nice stuff if you take time to LOOK. and its cheap.hah. I SAW THE PUNK NOT DEAD T-SHIRT! and badge!!!*nudges aurial*and the sash belt thing. shall go there another time when i have MONEY. im poor la.&lt;br /&gt;then i hopped on the train to meet ahem to buy the rooster album and stone some more. rooster rocks. come get some! they're coming to spore soon! i am gonna watch with aurial I THINK. if my results are good of course. which, i am not very confident in. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then then then. went to tm with momma to shop. i know tm is like THE most boring place on earth and not to mention CROWDED. but i got a billabong shirt!!!!! ((((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;and erm a bum denim skirt. lol.&lt;br /&gt;took the vjc ip application form already. its like chao long.&lt;br /&gt;have to write some crap essay. gawd.&lt;br /&gt;gonna fill it in soon... argh&lt;br /&gt;council camp tml. i feel so sianded of camps. bond bond bond. bleah. then i have to miss my ballet lesson with the cute cute teacher!!!! ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;cant believe im totally free now! woot!!!!! i wanna sleepover at Aurial's house and stay up watching movies!!! and erm shop at orchard until WAAAY past my curfew but not hers. lols. is 11pm a sane hour to shop? yes it is. (:&lt;br /&gt;ya like my new skin? nice? haha. hope so. love ya guys!&lt;br /&gt;*gwen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-111634043543091132?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/111634043543091132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=111634043543091132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111634043543091132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111634043543091132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/05/post-exams-woots.html' title='post exams woots'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-111538961065166704</id><published>2005-05-06T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T07:26:50.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hello. i am so proud of myself. every night i stay up till like 12 to mug mug mug. I love perfect ten! it seriously takes me through most of the night. anyway.. mid years next week! jia you guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Untitled"- Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I try to see but&lt;br /&gt;I’m blinded by the white light&lt;br /&gt;I can’t remember how&lt;br /&gt;I can’t remember why&lt;br /&gt;I’m lying here tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t make it go away&lt;br /&gt;No I can’t stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;br /&gt;I made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got no where to run&lt;br /&gt;The night goes on&lt;br /&gt;As I’m fading away&lt;br /&gt;I’m sick of this life&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody’s screaming&lt;br /&gt;I try to make a sound&lt;br /&gt;but no one hears me&lt;br /&gt;I’m slipping off the edge&lt;br /&gt;I’m hanging by a thread&lt;br /&gt;I wanna start this over again&lt;br /&gt;So I try to hold onto a time&lt;br /&gt;when nothing mattered&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t explain what happened&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t erase the things that I’ve done&lt;br /&gt;No I can’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;br /&gt;I made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got no where to run&lt;br /&gt;The night goes on&lt;br /&gt;As I’m fading away&lt;br /&gt;I’m sick of this life&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;br /&gt;I made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got no where to run&lt;br /&gt;The night goes onAs I’m fading away&lt;br /&gt;I’m sick of this life&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna SCREAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-111538961065166704?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/111538961065166704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=111538961065166704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111538961065166704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111538961065166704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/05/hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-111478357771761672</id><published>2005-04-29T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T07:06:17.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yo</title><content type='html'>hey people! long time no see ya? Sorry hor.. stupid comp cocked up... okay... basically, you only missed the syf, which we had silver(suck) and my ballet exam which i cocked up big time. eh erm... dedicated thunderbirds during friendship week... yeah... oh and jame read out my deidication on p10 last night.. mr bightside...paper one today. chinese was bad cos i signed off with MY OWN NAME. how stupid can i get? english was okay... went to tm with Aurial after that. was begging money off everyone cos we had like only $1?!!! ended up with foruteen after all the pleading.. lolx. had a decent bk lunch, stoned around... window shopping, stared at THAT billabong school bag for a full minute. ate gummies and ATE some more at maccy ds..im gaining weight. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;lost a really good friend recently. over a small little thing called... never mind.argh. my rents went and took away my precious Green Day album which i JUST BOUGHT one week ago cos of the "explicit content" label. what the hell!!!!&lt;br /&gt;gtg now... bye&lt;br /&gt;ps*our new dance tee is nice and PIINK.&lt;br /&gt;and erm our class tee FINALLY came. its soooo black and nice. yay!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch coach carter! and revenge of the sith of cos. X)&lt;br /&gt;gonna take out my braces on first june! before student camp...&lt;br /&gt;PUNK NEVER DIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Destiny is calling me, open up my eager eyes           *nudges aurial* lolx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-111478357771761672?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/111478357771761672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=111478357771761672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111478357771761672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111478357771761672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/04/yo.html' title='yo'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-111270428826776170</id><published>2005-04-05T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T05:31:28.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emotional</title><content type='html'>Dance was a total waste of time today.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention a total waste of time on Saturday too. because chuchu, me and justyne got locked out for like two hours. Shant bother to explain. or i'll get pissed up again.&lt;br /&gt;My resolution about waking up early for council meeting was totally erm FORGOTTEN. I woke up at 6 half past, looked at the time and fell asleep. bah. I am so NOT a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;Spent my afternoon unwisely, stoning around in the aircon hall watching pple get maked-up. didnt catch much.. cept for what glitter, foundation, blush thingy. oh well. then sprayed our idiotic pots gray. it looks better brown.&lt;br /&gt;Maths results back... kinda cool.. cos i got like 25/30.. but my chinese ting xie was shitt. everyone's was. passed. but still not pulled put of cheena remedial YET. I have to mug like hell over the weekend for my coming cheena ca or ill be stuck in that _hole for the entire year.&lt;br /&gt;lets see.&lt;br /&gt;Ballet exam- April13&lt;br /&gt;Syf dance competition- April14&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. i am never gonna make it. I shall make a mental note to chop off all my hair after this. Its time for a change.&lt;br /&gt;oh and that reminds me, we totally BUSTED the whole damn peewee project today. our presentation was like , unprepared, bad and well.. sucky. we're dead i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;hmm... "busted or america "today.... but sadly, i cant catch it. blah.&lt;br /&gt;aurial, must go out with me k? i seriously need to de-stress.&lt;br /&gt;ps*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jonathan is the most famous monitress in ahs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer no to these questions&lt;br /&gt;Let her go, learn a lesson&lt;br /&gt;It's not me, you're not listening now&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see something's missing?&lt;br /&gt;You forget where the heart is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take you away from that empty apartment&lt;br /&gt;You stay and forget where the heart is&lt;br /&gt; Someday if ever you love me you'd say it's okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up from this nightmare&lt;br /&gt;How's your life, what's it like there?&lt;br /&gt;Is it all what you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;Does it hurt when you think about me?&lt;br /&gt;And how broken my heart is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take you away from that empty apartment&lt;br /&gt;You stay and forget where the heart is&lt;br /&gt;Someday if ever you love me you'd say it's okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay to be angry and never let go&lt;br /&gt;It only gets harder the more that you know&lt;br /&gt;When you get lonely if no one's around&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll catch you when you're falling down&lt;br /&gt;We came together but you left alone&lt;br /&gt;And I know how it feels to walk out on your own&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I will see you again&lt;br /&gt; And you'll look me in my eyes and call me your friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-111270428826776170?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/111270428826776170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=111270428826776170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111270428826776170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111270428826776170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/04/emotional.html' title='emotional'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-111217007656502033</id><published>2005-03-29T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T00:13:14.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>America or Busted</title><content type='html'>heyyy.&lt;br /&gt;today was the class leader investiture thing.. haha.. its like SO much better than council investiture. I mean. firstly, they dont need to get SUFFOCATED by green blazers which make us look like brocollis AND the girls dont need to wear stupid, uncomforatble heels which give you blisters. Secondly, they get to SIT down on stage, while WE have to stand there and rot. oh well, nvm bout that cos &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEY PLAYED THUNDERBIRDS ARE GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;this is very surprising... considering how cheena ahs is.. hmm... maybe ahs aint that bad after all! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yesterday I went to have lunch with x-factor and i bought the Good charlotte "Chronicles of Life and Death".. its pretty good.. next on the list is Green day! Then i was rushing back home to change cos I wanted to go to Aurial's house to watch AMERICA OR BUSTED since my stupid 'rents simply REFUSE to subscribe to MTV cos its bad influence. pls. lor. they even think THE SIMPSONS is bad influence. gawd...&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the show was like starting at 4.30 and it was already 4.10 so i happily hopped onto the no.12.. thinking how lucky i was that it had come just as i had arrived. But i was SO WRONG. cos after 10 mins of riding on the bus, i realised the bus wasnt getting ANY close to tampines.&lt;br /&gt;then it suddenly dawned on me that I had took the bus in the WRONG DIRECTION! i almost killed my self then. so i practically JUMPED off the bus and waited a bloody ten minutes for the RIGHT BUS in the RIGHT DIRECTION. by then the show had already started lor...&lt;br /&gt;stupid. and the bus driver was DESPERATELY SLOW. so by the time i reached Aurial's house, it was already over. BLAHHHHHHH. I hate myself. I MISSED seeing my darling James! argh!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;its like half an hour only, every week and i dont have MTV. pathetic. I must convince my rents to subscribe to MTV  somehow.. which is virtually IMPOSSIBLE. but nvm. i have my busted official book to accompany me at least...&lt;br /&gt;no cheena remedial today cos APPARENTLY, the two dee peeps are busy preparing for syf. LIKE IM NOT? i know its not like i ENJOY cheena remedial. i mean, yeah, thanks, for cancelling chinese remedial  but chen lao shi is SOOO bias towards her own students! i have like braces appointment and she gives me a demerit point. they have syf, SHE CANCELS THE WHOLE BLOODY THING. argh. my life is the &lt;strong&gt;pits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A ghost of you is all I have left...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-111217007656502033?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/111217007656502033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=111217007656502033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111217007656502033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111217007656502033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/03/america-or-busted.html' title='America or Busted'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-111191713574096954</id><published>2005-03-27T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T01:52:15.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>easter</title><content type='html'>HAPPY EASTER GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;and congrats to Kristy, who just got baptised today. *smuackz*&lt;br /&gt;found a way to convince my rents that guitar lesson today was cancelled cos of the easter celebrations(liar LIAR) Seriously, its not cos I dont like banging on my guitar or anything. its just that I hate the lessons. hmm. suitable excuse dont you think?&lt;br /&gt;Good friday was fine... went out with the gang and a couple  of class mates(yi qian,toad,weixian and yuelong) to celebrate Yue Long's birthday. boys were embarrassing us in the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;Took TWO wrong trains b4 we could reach orchard. pathetic. changed mind and went to plaza sing instead.Then went to pizza hut and stuffed ourselves sillly. bill came to about $100. pretty much blew most of my money. Then went to catch a movie but queue was v.long so we went to the heeren. stoned around. and i took some neos with my babes. guys didnt wanna take.&lt;br /&gt;went over to cathay cineleisure to watch Miss Congeniality. timings were all wrong. and we didnt wanna watch swing girls(minmin's idea) so we just dragged the boys into pretty in tokyo and forced them to take neos with us.&lt;br /&gt;room was stuffy and congested.(duh. try fitting EIGHT people in barely 1m sq) let alone the small screen. pics turned out okay.&lt;br /&gt;ordered drinks at bk... wei xian accidentally on purpose spilt a large coke down me and soo. blah.&lt;br /&gt;then went home.&lt;br /&gt;i think next time, i would much prefer going out with Aurial and staying at hmv the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Yi Qian is the maturest of the lot. lols.&lt;br /&gt;well then. now that jesus is well resurrected, i shall go to dance tml in peace. NOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-111191713574096954?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/111191713574096954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=111191713574096954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111191713574096954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111191713574096954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/03/easter.html' title='easter'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-111156782030737813</id><published>2005-03-23T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T01:08:22.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming you'll come back</title><content type='html'>my blog is FINALLY okay. all i need is some music. blah. Today's assembly wasnt as boring... had this 7-days band over at our school. Nice music... cept its like... CHINESE. but wdv. No chinese remedial today! I can't believe my luck... the whole day I was dreading to see chen lao shi.... cos of the whole you-didnt-come-for-remedial-so-i-have-to-give-you-a-demerit-point fiasco... but anyways... OPG read out the offences today... and I was like, hiding under the table(well, hHALF under)cos I just KNEW that my name would be read out and I would totally DIE. but, she didnt. most surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;No school on friday! = to no dance! NOT! They very well decided to push forward dance prac to thursday cos friday is a holiday. Cant they give us a friggin BREAK? I don't wanna wear that stupid brown wetsuit and BRITE orange skirt-like thing. oh yes. AND the stupid potty. and i hear you wanna dance the syf dance for founders day? INFORNT OF THE WHOLE SCHOOL? fat chance im gonna do it. Never in my life will i let anyone see me in that disgusting and VERY embarassing costume.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that the friday thing with the guys will be fun... Toad, PLEASE DONT GO BACK TO MSIA! or else Yue Long wont go either. gag. hope that Yue Long will also like his bday present... a VERY innovative present... cant tell ya what it is yet... I wanna go bugis on friday! not tm! thats such a lowly... and umm utterly BORING place to shop/watch movie/celebrate Yue Long's bday. look soo, I am only doing this for YOU k...for your hubby... lols. pple, must watch the series of unfortunate events hor.... i've been wanting to watch it since like FOREVER but I only managed to squeeze in Hitch(which was v.funny) and spongebod sq pants(equally funny) during the march hols... so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;could we go escape again? I PROMISE i wun get sick on the Pepsi revolution thing again. and the viking ship. haha. dun blame me. its my first time there and trying out all those rides. pathetic i know. but wdv. dance chalet was fun.. sorry didnt have time to tell you bout it last week cos besides the fact i was bloody hell busy with dance(what else), my comp crashed. so forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;pranked called toad, yue long, yi qian and wei xian(i think we are asking yi qian and wei xian to go out on friday too)... pretended that i was at hospital cos i fell in the bathroom(hit the toilet bowl!!!!((((:) and had brain damage. lame i know but blah. we WERE bored out of our minds anyway.  science is getting grosser and more intriguing everyday. waht else. chap six and seven... sexual reproduction... gawd. well then. guess thats it. so ciao for now!&lt;br /&gt;ps* I went to skl with only ONE SOCK today cos i lost the other one. so classic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-111156782030737813?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/111156782030737813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=111156782030737813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111156782030737813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111156782030737813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/03/dreaming-youll-come-back.html' title='dreaming you&apos;ll come back'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-111139627317312198</id><published>2005-03-21T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T01:14:18.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mashup</title><content type='html'>hey. as usual, i havent updated in a lonnng while. damned comp got the freaking virus again. lost ALL my files. bloody hell. i know my blog is weird now but bear with it. March hols are over and its the first day of school. AGAIN. Ponned dance today... naughty naughty... I cant believe I missed the planetshakers conference! blahhh&lt;br /&gt;Things I have to do by 7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;- chinese newspaper report&lt;br /&gt;- chinese composition&lt;br /&gt;- Maths textbk revision 2&lt;br /&gt;- sex organ sci worksheet&lt;br /&gt;only when i am done THEN i can enjoy LOTR. not gonna make it if i remain on the comp so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;btw, my ca marks suck and i will prolly NEVER go to VJC IP. esp when i have a demerit point.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT. my life is the pits.&lt;br /&gt;luv ya!&lt;br /&gt;ps*i love banging on my guitar! tho all i get is bloody fingers :))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-111139627317312198?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/111139627317312198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=111139627317312198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111139627317312198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/111139627317312198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/03/mashup.html' title='mashup'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-110950415668754284</id><published>2005-02-27T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T03:35:56.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>guitar-ing</title><content type='html'>harlow...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday it was soooo FUNNNNN helping the old folkies... stayed for like 12h? but slack alot with soo, sihan, aurial, elisa and the guys... Our game was pretty successful.. and i had a fun AND tirng time catching the tennis balls behind cos i didnt wanna say the instructions in canto and screw up.. yeah. figured that they wouldnt understand me at all.... ok. i admit it.. my cheena sucka alotalot.... happy tsze deng?btw hor.. speaking abt him.. we realised that we got him the same pencilcase as his sister...what a coincedence siahz...but he says that he won use ours cos he wants to treasure it...awww... so sweet man. ((((: Anyway, back to yesterday. so yeah, lotsa cleaning up and helping out lor... and lotsa bonding with 2cians... we played a very lama game of monkey... and being sooo unhelpful to the old peeps. i didnt actually like show them where to go or what...so bad... then around three liddat almost everyone left liao so we just locked ourselves into this room where the fogeys exercise... and the equipment there... im telling you, is so lame....ok. so i know they're old and all...tokkked alot and went to buy countless drinks from the mama shop... haha. then the boys went to play soccer with some malay guys.. and and and... stupid tsze deng go and kick the ball sooo hard and it hi my face. bad. so i stopped the game cos all the guys were like are you okk-ing and td was obviously feeling quite bad cos he treated me to 100 plus. (((: then had a goodgame of cap's ball against 2dee... until six liddat.. then we all left...oh! before i forget, there was this one real funny moment when this little boy with long hair whom we thot was a girl pulled his pants down and refused to put it back on. and td and i were like chasing him and stuff...the pants lloooked wet so he must have ppee-ed or something. yuck. the others were totally unhelpful cos they were like screaming and running away from him... haha. so farnie. feeling sick now. partly cos tml; have cheena test. blah. guitar lessons started today... was ok. i guess. most of them sorta knew how ta play so yeah.i was really a beginner. oh well. must do this for x-factor and of cos, in tribute to my loveable fit busted lads... esp James Bourne! love ya!&lt;br /&gt;*gwen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-110950415668754284?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/110950415668754284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=110950415668754284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110950415668754284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110950415668754284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/02/guitar-ing.html' title='guitar-ing'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-110872621974085382</id><published>2005-02-18T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T03:42:40.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all ive gotta say</title><content type='html'>hey,its been two weeks and all i've got to say about you is zero. zilch, nil. nothing. And to you guys out there, just ignore my last two posts. I was preety deluded that time. Anyways, minmin has FINALLY come back from Msia... and valentines and cny has come and gone. Got about $170... so little siah... every year getting less and les. sheesh. Yellowcard's album is addictive. Try it. It'll make you high...anyways, sorry min2... if we broke your dream of ever finding that secret admirer.. cos we were the ones who sent you the anonymous flowers.... haha. Thanks td for not letting slip... although you were like the scapegoat and all. ((((: Min still got someone anyway... Si han oso got someone liaoz... and soo, ever more. me? singleeee... thats how i wanna be(quote natasha bedingfield)Yeah... gave prezzies to sihan and min2 for their bdays liao... and today bought prezzie for td... for his birthday and appreciation for the above... we got him an op pencil box... something im sure he has longed for his whole life.cos its like he uses this beatup pencil case and writes op with liquid paper on it. pretty pathetic...no offence though. you're a nice guy and all. haha... how can i go yf next week?sigh...watching thunderbirds video for the twentieth time and swooning over james.... still cant get over the fact that busted broke up.... )))): Anyways, geog test on monday.. and i left my books in the locker. v.smart man.... btw, had dance today and it sucked ALOT more than usual..... maybe cos i never go for two syf prac liao... the bitch was screaming her head off and pissing us off... the only upside is that we get to skip sch next tues! so i don't need to go yf! cos we going kallang theatre to rehearse the syf thingy. btw, the costumes SUCck. i have to wear this brown wetsuit like thingy with SHEELLLS on it. and to top it all off, a pot on my head. which looks like a potty. v.sweet right?my foot!&lt;br /&gt;ps*oreo, remember to bring THe book HOR....k.. gtg catch p1o top twenty....byeee&lt;br /&gt;*gwen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-110872621974085382?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/110872621974085382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=110872621974085382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110872621974085382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110872621974085382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/02/all-ive-gotta-say.html' title='all ive gotta say'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-110804396748030352</id><published>2005-02-10T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T06:02:36.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>credits to zl</title><content type='html'>In the presence of him, you pretend to ignore him, and look away.But hoping that he'll look your way.&lt;br /&gt;But when he is no longer there, you look around to find him. And get so disappointed to know that he is gone.&lt;br /&gt;Although you are talking to someone else,your eyes are fixed on him.&lt;br /&gt;You find your textbooks filled with his name.And in the midst of your school desk, you could actually spot his name there.&lt;br /&gt;When there's a new movie out,The first person you WISHED to watch with, is him.But always end up watching it with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;When people mention the words " Valentines Day",The first thing that appears in your mind, is his name.&lt;br /&gt;You realise that your conversations with your friends never fail to include him.&lt;br /&gt;You worry if he would fall for someone else,And it hurts when you know that the person will never be you.&lt;br /&gt;You find yourself getting so affected by just one word or action from him.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you get angry with him for some reasons, and feel yourself hating him.&lt;br /&gt;But once you see him again, your heart melts, and find yourself loving him, once more.&lt;br /&gt;You try to forget him&lt;br /&gt;But got reminded of your memories with him.&lt;br /&gt;Many times, you force yourself to stop liking him,But found it even harder than killing yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You try to convince yourself, that you dont like him anymore.But find the person on your mind to still be him.&lt;br /&gt;While you are reading this, the one that has appeared on your mind,is him, right?&lt;br /&gt;Just like when I was typing this, it was him on my mind as well, all the while.&lt;br /&gt;Its tiring to live in pretence and lies.You cant avoid it.Love is cruel.It hurts, almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;He's not gonna come and pick up the broken pieces of you.Perhaps he'll just walk over you with another girl by his side.Not you.&lt;br /&gt;The you's are actually me's.That's my story.&lt;br /&gt;credits :&lt;a href="http://dun-hurt-mi.blogspot.com"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, happy cny peeps.... dunno how im gonna make it thru skl tml. hope i dont cry... again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-110804396748030352?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/110804396748030352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=110804396748030352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110804396748030352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110804396748030352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/02/credits-to-zl.html' title='credits to zl'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-110784794311707511</id><published>2005-02-07T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T23:41:19.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im good without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm good without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe all this jealousy. You're not the one for me. I should have known right from the start. You make me wanna SCREAM. I wish you could get out of my head. Stop doing this to me. Saying things that never were.&lt;br /&gt;Here we go, take a bow&lt;br /&gt;because we're OVER now.&lt;br /&gt;You were not there for me,&lt;br /&gt;when I needed you.&lt;br /&gt;And honestly I think, i loved you more.&lt;br /&gt;If thats possible, i think i loved you more.&lt;br /&gt;It's over now and I can't save you,&lt;br /&gt;somethings are better left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;and all the promises i made were so stupid,&lt;br /&gt;maybe we'll be able to be friends.&lt;br /&gt;If thats possible.&lt;br /&gt;Three days gone, and I'm alright,&lt;br /&gt;but you cant sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;What is it that you dont like?&lt;br /&gt;but i'm HAPPY now.&lt;br /&gt;I was playing with your head,&lt;br /&gt;when i closed the door,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was cheating when i said, i loved you more.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were everything, everything that i wanted,&lt;br /&gt;we were meant to be, supposed to be,&lt;br /&gt;but we lost it.&lt;br /&gt;All of the memories so close to me just fade away,&lt;br /&gt;all this time you were pretending,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so much for my happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-110784794311707511?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/110784794311707511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=110784794311707511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110784794311707511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110784794311707511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-good-without-you.html' title='im good without you'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-110743247174663931</id><published>2005-02-03T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T04:48:56.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Longer Letter Later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to wear for cny eve? How come everyone get new clothes on CNY and I dont? argh. anyways... lotsa SC sighting this week. So damn happaeee...hahaha. I am sooo high. First, last week I bumped into him... as in not oops... but WOAH kind. Then I heard that he blushed.. acc. to TD sis. Then on Tuesday morning he was like pointing at me then he shouted Gwyneth! And I spun arnd... then he say what meet him after school at his class to fill up swt form or something.. then he walked uppp the stairs.. then suddenly he just swivel arnd again and went like"Theres still!" so shocked.. turns out that he wanted to tell Min2 also... So after skl it was like 2.35 liao.. then yf start at 3 so we just decided to fill the form during yf instead lor.(much to my disappointment)Then I walked into the yf room and SC was there... then he just shout at me... say what erm " UYou were supposed to find me leh!" Then i so scared lor... so I was going to explain... I was like"I thought.." then he go and retort say "I thot I thot Ithot!" siao lor... just like him sername... surely wan.anyways, he was joking(phew) then min and i went to him to fill the thing.. so he say let the prettier girl go first and put the book in min2 direction... budden suddenly he just pushed it at me and grinned.. then he say what that means you lah. HAHAHA. that is so FARNI. So then after soo, sihan , min and me fill in liao, he came and take the book back... and he said "write autograph book isit? take so long!" scary man... i know he joking only lah but he damn fierce... but i like.....sweet.... then we break for grp discussionand he was in my grp but he left like after 2mins? saddified man....anyways... the next day, after chinese rem i went to see whther he was having tabletennis...but i didnt see him in the room so i just walked away.. budden I heard my name being called out.. it was SC again... he cant even pronounce my name correctly lor.... so i pretended not to hear him(although i SO badly wanted to)but he call two more times so i just responded lor... then he say"that day isit i zhuang dao ni?"then i said"yah" then he say" sorry ah... that time you really fly back!"I wanted to tell him that he pronounced my name wrongly but somehow i always gte dumbfounded when he speaks to me. so pathetic siahz... Today he waved at me. yeah............... Wei yang is so bad to Si han lor... just because he so pro at piano doesnt mean she is what.. seh man. really mood swinger siah. btw, twocee WON THE CNY BOARD competition! we rock! although it was like VERY last minute.. we only did on the judging day itself altho we had like three weeks? damn lazy manz... btw, i am SOO depressed because of busted's splitting up... i am currently mourning with aurial... i cant believe. after only TWO measly years? sheesh. plus they were doing MEGA well.... i dun think charlie's solo album will sell... seriously... patch up guys!&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;I dont want another pretty face,&lt;br /&gt;I dont want just anyone to hold,&lt;br /&gt;I dont want our love to go to waste,&lt;br /&gt;Iwant YOu and your BEAUTIFUL SOUL.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IT HURTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-110743247174663931?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/110743247174663931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=110743247174663931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110743247174663931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110743247174663931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/02/long-time-no-blog.html' title='long time no blog'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-110509880834994099</id><published>2005-01-07T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T03:53:28.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry i cant be perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nothing's gonna change the things that you said&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey...skl has started liao. so fast.... hmm... I still dun feel senior-ish.... I still take the wrong turn and go to the wrong block. v.smart. Can't say much about the teachers except MY FORM TEACHER SUCKS.She is a CHINESE teacher. like what the hell.Plus, its not like she is like chen lao shi or anything, she is like the chinese version of Mrs AAA except minus the heavy black eyeshadow. Other than that, she's preety much stinks. gag. WHY MUST IT BE THIS YEAR? of all years? it HAS to be my streaming year. the year I really need to concentrate and get into VJC IP. gag. oh that reminds me, I walked SEVEN rounds around VJC at 11pm on 31st dec. I spent the last hour of 2004 and the first hour of 2005 walking around vjc. how lame is that? But according to MY MUM, she says that in the bible jeremy or joshua walked around the city of Jericho and the walls fell down. erm hello? Not even a BRICK budged. But anyway its to show God how much I wanna get in so yeah. I BETTER WORK MY BUTT OFF!&lt;br /&gt;lalala....making cards for juniors now... muacks to grp 30! cant say how much i luv ya guys! hope ya'll doing ok at school....&lt;br /&gt;today was the cca selections... so we had to dance. After all our sweat and BLOOOOD(yeah. i really cut my knee doing the wave thing), we finally got the orientation dance right. WOOO! just lose it! outrageous! muahahaha. We really BURNED the dance floor.. ok myabe the stage but metaphorically of cos. We were really coooool and HOT! do i need to say more? At first, at the rehearsal just before the actual concert, we SUCKED. it was like all messy and messed up and untidy. But you get the point right? so yeah. I am so happy it turned out a success! yay! loads of pple said that it was real nice... hahaha....you sec ones BETTER JOIN DANCE!so i really thank the lord for giving me strength(cos i was FREAKING OUT when our cue came)and making the dance super great! except for the part where i totally had no time to wear my cap cos we jazz pple had only 10sec to wear our shoes....(our dance was just before the finale)&lt;br /&gt;ok wdv. it still rocked.  even  the racer backs and all. (((((:&lt;br /&gt;gtg now, bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-110509880834994099?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/110509880834994099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=110509880834994099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110509880834994099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110509880834994099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2005/01/sorry-i-cant-be-perfect.html' title='sorry i cant be perfect'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-110433482757055241</id><published>2004-12-30T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T19:20:20.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unfairness- personified</title><content type='html'>heloooo.&lt;br /&gt;orientation camp ROCKED. got to know more councillors and I love my seniors even more now! SPARKED ROCKS!!!!!!!wooohooo... go OG 30! Although we didnt win anything but must cont. to jiayou k!hahaha... but i won something.. the best dance instructor award! haha. so lame man... but still...hehe. Brenda- hope you got well oledi hor! You are the best OG partner I could ever ask for! smuackz***** lalala.... the finale night was supperrr.. I love the sing-along session!We sang welcome to my life, numb and gu dan. Everybody was like jumping and singing and we were all v. enthu... yayness- personified  go freshies ya!&lt;br /&gt;then we all started dancing mass dance! so FUNNNN.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. back here, at home, I still haven finish hols hw. I really die liao. only FOUR more days leh! shit... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;Went for dance yesterday and jazrel called Xavier(welfare prez!wooo!), Matt( vice prez of council),Cheng Jun( pubpub) and Edison(pubpub) to come over... then she asked us to focus on one boy each while dancing.. until they blushed. So obviously we took a v.long time lah, cos no one dared to stare them down(well sorta) Most unfortunately, because all four of them knew me, they kept cheering for me and eventually, it led to "gwyneth solo!" to which the whole of dance followed suit(i'll get back someday!)So I had to do it. gag. at least chingy and jaz offered to dance with me. Or i would have DIED. The guides cum councillors also came and watch so it was pretty pressurizing cos they're doing a dance too ):&lt;br /&gt;Then we had this battle of the limes and lemons between council and dance. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whther I should go for the council new year countdown party today. It s overnight so if i go, i prob gonnna stay up ALLLLL nite long!&lt;br /&gt;kkk gtg bye!&lt;br /&gt;ps* Soo is a PPP! hah! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-110433482757055241?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/110433482757055241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=110433482757055241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110433482757055241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110433482757055241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2004/12/unfairness-personified.html' title='unfairness- personified'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-110385879027374600</id><published>2004-12-23T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T19:26:30.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>orientation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-110385879027374600?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/110385879027374600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=110385879027374600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110385879027374600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110385879027374600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2004/12/orientation.html' title='orientation'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-110328494859231896</id><published>2004-12-17T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T04:02:28.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one way</title><content type='html'>hahaha. I bought two albums in like one week. so pro right. Lindsay Lohan's "speak" and Hillsong:United "More to Life". Lindsay's album is preety good i guess. It leans more to the rockish side than poppish Hil Duff. Anyway, her song "Rumors" is playing on p10 now and its quite britney-like. Sounds like "My perogative"(if ispelt it correctly)esp the "Why cant they let me live" I LOVE ONE WAY! and "to the ends of the earth". The whole of SSS has changed man. They were fully jumping throughout worship. It totally rocked.I hope it continues to be liddat. I think its because of the meta camp. which i didnt go because my mum said it was too long( 6d5n) Dance is pretty good nowadays cos we are doing the orientation dance WITHOUT laoshi. who btw, is coming back tml with the stupid syf tribal dance thingy. I saw the pots(which we have to carry ON OUR HEADS) in the dance constume room. I thought they were RUBBISH BINS. n way, i am in the jazz part for the orientaion dance. and we are dancing to Britney's "Outrageous". So jazrel says that we have to act SLUTTY. I almost went to contemp after that. We are going to were SKIRTS. von dutch ones. and racerbacks. Why does jazrel like racer backs so much? Its so exposing. You might as well just dance in our leotards only. You mean its supposed to ATTRACT guys into dance? like. yeah right. I bet my last dollar NO GUYS would come even if it were between dance or girl guides. I cant believe there was once upon a time when there were TWO precious guys in dance. But that was like eons ago. I am fully dreading the sc camp... argh. i almost dont want to participate. bleah.....ok, gotta get out of here... bye...&lt;br /&gt;ps* i started maths tuition and the teacher is so nice! i think i really might do better.... i hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-110328494859231896?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/110328494859231896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=110328494859231896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110328494859231896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110328494859231896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2004/12/one-way.html' title='one way'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-110302950051987338</id><published>2004-12-14T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T06:13:36.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bowlin' rocks</title><content type='html'>hellllo, had dance today and then I had to RUSH home to change and then fetch my lil bro and then head to Parkway Parade to meet Mabel. We ate at BK and then turned up at ECP marine bowl ONE AND A HALF HOURS LATE. So yeah, we stayed till four and played about 3 games. I won one, my bro won one(so disgraceful) and mabe won one. Btw, did I mention that Jerome's and Javier's mothers were there???!!Gag. And both their younger sibs were there too. Bowling is FUN. But I keep getting mine in the gutter. And the most I can manage is just a 9kg ball. pathetic. Then Symone was wearing this highly short skirt... and when she bent down... when she bent down....erm. her whities showed. oh well. But atleast my bro was able to do some bonding....haha. k then we went to this REALLY rundown recreation place and played soccer... where my bro sprained his ankle... gag. The guys were playing billiards and it was really HOT. then i went home at like 5 plus... k. shall stop. bye&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note to self:If you stop the world for a second, you might actually notice.&lt;br /&gt;Notice the people around you. Do you think you can really tell what they feel? Well, no. So stop trying and start living. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-110302950051987338?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/110302950051987338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=110302950051987338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110302950051987338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110302950051987338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2004/12/bowlin-rocks.html' title='bowlin&apos; rocks'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-110267561725997884</id><published>2004-12-10T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T02:53:22.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>only one</title><content type='html'>Broken this fragile thing now&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;And I've thrown my words all around&lt;br /&gt;But I can't, I can't give you a reason&lt;br /&gt;I feel so broken up (so broken up)&lt;br /&gt;And I give up (I give up)&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you so you know&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you do&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;Made my mistakes, let you down&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, I can't hold on for too long&lt;br /&gt;Ran my whole life in the ground&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;And something's breaking up (breaking up)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like giving up (like giving up)&lt;br /&gt;I won't walk out until you know&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you do&lt;br /&gt;You are my only my only one&lt;br /&gt;Here I go so dishonestly&lt;br /&gt;Leave a note for you my only one&lt;br /&gt;And I know you can see right through me&lt;br /&gt;So let me go and you will find someone&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, but there's just no one, no one like you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;My only one My only one My only one&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellowcard-Only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-110267561725997884?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/110267561725997884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=110267561725997884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110267561725997884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110267561725997884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2004/12/only-one.html' title='only one'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-110067825981813798</id><published>2004-11-16T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T00:23:04.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babe</title><content type='html'>heya! sorry for not posting for quite awhile. I was in KL! I stayed at this really classy hotel but I didnt really buy anything except loads of &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pirated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dvds....haha...*guilty* once again, Princess Diaries rules! Shark Tale is pretty cool too.Anyway, yestArday, after dance at around 11,I went off with Valerie, Yi Ting, YaQi, Serene and *ahem*to do the sec 1 orientation banner and farewell party invitations for my darling-est seniors!We went ta BK to eat first and ended up toking till 1pm. We wandered around popular for the longest time cos we couldnt decide which colour of paint we should buy. In the end, we spent like $25. Bleah.luckily its dance fund....the banner ended up really colourful so even tho it might not be FANTASTIC, at least it catches pple's attention right?haha.We were prepared to stay till midnight but we AMAZINGLY finished at around 5 and we just gossiped about Miss *ahem* and her disastrous hair(whcih she is going to dye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RED)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;until 6 plus.But I had FUN.btw,the tailor came to dance to measure us... hahaha.My waist is like erm 22/23 inches I think. is that good or bad? and elisa, PLEASE remeber to return me my jazz pants or I'll positively &lt;em&gt;kill you&lt;/em&gt;!I wanna watch the Incredibles!Theres no ballet today so I'm so sian man...tml oso got nothing to dooo.. but I have to go downtown at NINE in the morning for my dentist appointment. Do they not realise that these days I get up like eleven?(with the exception of dance days)Ballet was changed to Friday... that reminds me, I haven been going to ballet lately, just dun feel like going I guess. btw, for those who plan to go watch dollmaster? Lemme warn you that it is SERIOUSLY &lt;em&gt;loooong&lt;/em&gt; and complicated.And not for the fainthearted.I totally am OFF Po from teletubbies already.btw, I changed my layout...(OBVIOUSLY)Iknow blue aint really my colour but its really nice. pls give your comments k?fyi, tag-board is down so yeah. soory.and erm, the thing takes v. long to load so please be patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE i'M GONNA BE SEC TWO!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-110067825981813798?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/110067825981813798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=110067825981813798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110067825981813798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/110067825981813798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2004/11/babe.html' title='Babe'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-109980289867213476</id><published>2004-11-07T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T21:38:23.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must-sees</title><content type='html'>The steel drill vibrated nosily. I shivered as it edged closer towards me.This was it. I squeezed my eyes shut."Now ,open wide,if you want the extraction to be fast" Yeah. Thats what happened. I got my tooth extracted and now I have this swollen cheek which makes me look like a pufferfish. I haven't got out of the house in days cos I am not letting anyone see me like this.argh.Feeling so bored and depressed.Dance is NOT relaxation. Its a form of torture, which will eventually lead to emotional distress.I have modern dance thrice a week and ballet twice a week.At least ballet's not that bad. 1 1/2 hr in an air-conditioned room without a bitch.Dance, on the other hand is 4hrs in a stuffy hall WITH a bitch. PLUS lots of painful exercises which is SUPPOSED to strengthen us. Do they not realise that we DO NOT enjoy splitting and doing yoga? AND dancing the stupid SYF tribal dance? Honestly, I'd rather slouch in front of the tv, watching re-runs of "Days of our lives"(which i totally hate) and stuffing myself with cucumbers(which I also hate very much) ANYDAY.I have to collect my cd hamper from Mediacorp studios FOR WINNING LETTER OF THE DAY. Can't wait. Although Usher isnt exactly my FAVOURITE artiste. Anyway, last thursday I went downtown with Aurial and bought lotsa goodies, namely a myuk girl"whatever" wallet which cost me $20, a happy house pencilcase(identical to Aurial's) and a Ballet booble chic. Not forgetting, I watched Princess Diaries 2! which was like totally cool.Speaking of which, I shall mention 3 MUST-SEES FOR THE HOLS.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mamamia! musical, happening at the esplanade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really good. Its like they collaborated all the ABBA hit songs into the story(eg.dancing queen, mamamia and super trouper)And heres a little brief synopsis.Theres Donna and her daughter whose about to get married, living on an island somewhere in Greece.Eversince she was born, her daughter never knew who her dad was and she was determined to find out before she got married. And so, as the wedding approached, not 1 but 3 surprises turned up. If you wanna noe what happened, then GO Catch IT!its a bit disappointing cos the story plot can get a little humdrum at times but theres lotsa hilarious moments so you'll have fun.btw, the finale is fab.Rating- 9/10&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Princess Diaries 2, now showing in cinemas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this is like a real fairytale.which is really sweet and!Its mainly about romance so if you are not the"happily ever after"person, then I suggest you give this a miss. Anyway, I liked it and it was pretty light-hearted and well, basically, sweet.the movie shows Mia turning 21 and she is going to be queen. However, the Genovian laws state that she has to marry first before she can ascend the throne.With only 30 days to fall in love, how can she do it? Eventually, she finds two suitors, one who is a perfect gentle man and the other, a cute playboy so you'll have to guess who she chose in the end!Theres also this other party, whose trying to steal the crown, as usual.Ok. I better stop before I give the story away.Its pretty cliched though but Julie Andrews rocks!Rating- 8/10&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AHS band concert at Victoria Theatre, 26 dec,8pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so technically, I dunno whther its even worth a watch but I have to support my school. (min2 better pay me for advertising)Its gonna be a grand night I expect, with all the trumpets and horns(no pun intended)and tickets are priced at $10.If you wanna buy, inform me.Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, PLEASE come to my church on 26 dec from 10-4 for a boxing day carnival. Theres gonna be games and FOOD and the money goes to charity so yeah. its for a good cause k?And if you really do decide to come, VISIT MY STALL!!!My cell grp is gonna be doing games so JUST COME!&lt;br /&gt;ps* I've just bought this GREAT Abba album and i lovee the song" S.O.S"!&lt;br /&gt;pps*I love Spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;ppps* tml so sian, nth to doooo. i wanna go bowling and escape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-109980289867213476?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/109980289867213476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=109980289867213476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/109980289867213476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/109980289867213476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2004/11/must-sees.html' title='Must-sees'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844245.post-109879170453985637</id><published>2004-10-26T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T04:55:04.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect</title><content type='html'>Post exam activties rock. On monday this grp of SAF(singapore armed forces)guys came over and sang acapella(without music) and it was really good...plus they were good looking anyway. haha.Then they were like singing"Singapore town" and one of the guys was like imitating the triangle and he went"ding ding" and the whole school laughed their heads off. It was pretty retarded but what the heck, it was cute. and, news flash! My principal is leaving on Friday. I mean its like I used to think he sucked because of his broken english but now I feel this stupid saaddd sensation(alliteration) Mrs Goh(our disc miss)was all like, Mr Wang is a good man and blah blah.... then she made us practice singing "showers of blessings" for him. bleah. its a dumb song btw.so like, for the whole day, all the students were going around saying "mr wang is a good man",cue fake sobbing and "why did he have to leave"ness.I know its my retarded but hey, its anglican.haha...then today was the inter class sports events. My class TRASHED OUT on the first round cos we were against GUYS and our grp only had girls. PLUS. they were huge... like weixian huge you know? Who ask the stupid Tze Deng wanna go play idiotic street soccer lah! but I dun blame him anyway cos he was nice to me after the game.Then there was like talentime. All were pretty good and one grp even sang "ocean avenue" like, my fave song by yellowcard.. but I was quite disappointed for Jeremy when his guitar didnt work.poor thing.or should I say poor sotong..anyway in the end they were like 2nd?! so like, who cares if it didnt work.haha. And some of the sec 3 SWT guys teamed up to become"5566"and they sang really nice man.. i swear. The judges must have had good taste cos they put them 1st...too bd SC wasnt performing. He was too bz playing captain's ball. btw, he plays real good for a tt player.tho hes like short...hes cute when he scores. hehe.But he still sucks more than ever cos while I was playing he came and watch... which like OBVIOUSLY gave me the nerves and that sucked bad cos I couldnt really concentrate. Did I mention that the guys on the opposing team were really BIG and the grnd was mega slippery cos it just stopped raining...then we had this movie screening thing... which was bad cos the slection of movies were like aeughh. In the end they played this stupid unknown CHINESE movie so I just left the hall and went to the classroom to slack. did I mention that yesterday we had cheer training?! I know it sounds queer but anyway the only thing I've learnt is that the sec 1s in my year are totally NOT ENTHU. except for all my fellow councillors...go council! yeah..soo and i were like screaming a hell lot and I almost lost my voice... btw... DB(soo's you noe what haha)performed for talentime and he was cute but there were lots of technical probs tho.. poor fella. soo was like totally unsympathetic...maybe she was just hiding it... ahaha...and...tml is the food fair and my class is selling CORN AND SALAD. not like we had a choice...everyone took u the good ones already.. and i mean ALL OF THEM. so like, i had to go home yesterday and couldnt stay back so I didnt know what they were gonna put on the advert but i wasnt really worried.(im in marketing and basically publicity)however, the advert turned out a bit snobbish cos they wrote that we were the outstanding class and blah. well, actually, i was going to tell you,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1C WON THE OUTSTANDING CLASS AWARD!like totally cool right? we rawk!(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sometimes)haha.. anyway back to the story, so like everyone was saying that 1c so what and all that shit crap(yeah,like stop crapping man!)and minmin was highly angry and sad cos after all, i cant blame her, she was the one who printed and spent so much effort on them... so like, cos in the morn, some girls went around the sch pasting our adverts so soo, aurial and me decided to take it down in  order not to cuase fruther damage and bad publicity about the"proud" 1cians...in case no one came to our stall tml.. so like yeah, minminwas all upset and teary eyed and I felt bad for taking them down but what has to be done must be done so i guesswell...yeah.anyway, i just wanna say SORRY to minmin if we hurt your feelings by taking them down but I AM ABSOLUTELY NOT GOING TO PASTE THEM BACK NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAY.btw, we found like LOADS of adverts around the school, in the toilets... and in EVERY classroom, as a reslut of our "hunting" i bumped into sc and the swt guys quite alot. and hello? IT WASNT INTENTIONALLY. ok? you get that? good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dunno whther we will be able to sell anything tml... oh well.. wish me luck.sayoz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ps*poor nienny is in the hospital with dengue fever.. my bro is having a fever too and the whole family trooped to the hospital, leaving me behind because i was too tired from the stupid dance. anyway, i hope they both get well soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pps*I HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; DANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ppps*Mr wang is a good man.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844245-109879170453985637?l=mysecretcloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/feeds/109879170453985637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844245&amp;postID=109879170453985637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/109879170453985637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844245/posts/default/109879170453985637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecretcloset.blogspot.com/2004/10/perfect.html' title='Perfect'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://robderby.smugmug.com/photos/57698207-M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
