<?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-5504238</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:51:50.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[wEnwEn]-</title><subtitle type='html'>just another solitude.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>190</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110398547202022164</id><published>2004-12-25T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T22:37:52.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: ive moved!ive moved, for many reasons. (: and my new address is private! lol. take care!moved on!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110398547202022164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110398547202022164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110398547202022164' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110398345303822156</id><published>2004-12-25T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T22:04:13.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: peaceful!nicest christmas ive passed! lol. it was full of sleeping! q: i mean, i would really rather be sleeping than be somewhere out there sandwiched between crowds of people! lol. so its peaceful! wanted to buy a shirt *urge*, but couldnt find something. so wells, what can i say? anyways, merry christmas again!calling out to those who are not going first three months! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110398345303822156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110398345303822156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110398345303822156' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110391045647337947</id><published>2004-12-25T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T01:55:51.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: what do all of you want me to do?im sick and tired of hearing people telling me how sad and dejected he is. i had enough of people telling me how much ive hurt him by not talking to and seeing him. i dont want to hear NO MORE about what my decisions are doing to him. not because i dont care, but because its becoming a burden. i burden i need not carry to begin with! im sad and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110391045647337947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110391045647337947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110391045647337947' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110390849809658832</id><published>2004-12-25T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T01:14:58.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: merrrrrrry christmas!and tis' the season to be jolly! *lol!* why? because i actually am, if you havent heard, done with my o'levels! i take every opportunity and every festive occasion to remind everyone of this! lol. im turning mad, lol! but anyways, merry christmas to all me darlings out there, partying somewhere. i love all of you babes loads okay?finally met up with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110390849809658832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110390849809658832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110390849809658832' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110381780165912060</id><published>2004-12-23T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T00:03:21.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: bethany! (:just came back from rachel and yuchernns church concert! woo, nice! lol, very nice! i love their choir! it was very, can i say flamboyant? no, flamboyant minus abit of movement? wth am i talking about? its just great laa! lol. met sherman *the surfboard dude.* x: , ben chong, rachel, andrea, debbie, sam, ben kua and another acjc senior whom i seriously forgot what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110381780165912060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110381780165912060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110381780165912060' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110371778631578026</id><published>2004-12-22T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T20:16:26.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: bored;again.i rreally very much wanted to wake up early today to accompany my little brother to school to receive his postings. but 9 in the morning? spare me. x: so when i heard him come back, i rushed out and asked him which school he got into. he put 0n a rather convincing act of him getting into guangyang. but seriously, acting in front of me? *lol* oh no, im becoming like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110371778631578026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110371778631578026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110371778631578026' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110364552404773673</id><published>2004-12-22T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T00:12:04.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: bad girl.yea, im a bad bad girl. why? i spent 135 bucks in 2 days. lol, doesnt seem much? hey! you divide in by 2.5 bucks and thats the number of meals i can settle okay! haha, but still? i bought a mambo bag yesterday which was priced at 79 for 40 bucks! jealous? though i seriously think 50% discount means its supposed to be 39.50, but well. its still so worth it! lol. then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110364552404773673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110364552404773673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110364552404773673' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110347205691939356</id><published>2004-12-19T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T00:00:56.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: still tired!thats because my mother came at like 10 to wake all of up to drink some bitter soup. *lol* but it was good for health, so. ya. then we washed up and went out for breakfast. first time i had such a filling breakfast in such a long period of time. then we went to j8 and shopped! literally covered almost every corner! x: haha, then we finally decided to go home.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110347205691939356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110347205691939356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110347205691939356' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110338501071891605</id><published>2004-12-18T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T23:50:10.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: shagged.shall i start from yesterdays dinner? two words: cheat money! lol, not mine though. so, thanks to those who donated generously to the schools. lol. the food tasted like our canteen hokkien mee uncle cooked it! serious! 60 bucks, aiyohh! thanks to the person who paid for my ticket. the only interesting thing going on was witnessing ck flirting with the waitress who is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110338501071891605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110338501071891605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110338501071891605' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110326926077120690</id><published>2004-12-17T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T15:41:00.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: panic attacck!i got into acjc, i got into acjc, i got into acjc. which means, i didnt get into vjc, i didnt get into vjc, i didnt get into vjc. okay, i shouldnt be complaining because i was the STUPID one who put acjc as my second choice. and judging by the number of people who want to appeal in, i should be really grateful right? *cross fingers* RIGHT?acjc means i will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110326926077120690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110326926077120690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110326926077120690' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110311975448055685</id><published>2004-12-15T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T15:42:33.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: thanks yucherrn!yucherrn got me an early little christmas present! lol, its a butterfly necklace! man, i love you yucherrn! but she made me feel really guilty, because what i got her is so much lesser in value! and it really looks stupid beside what she gave me, but its the thoughts that count right? i hope she likes it anyway! (:butterfly! q:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110311975448055685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110311975448055685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110311975448055685' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110310316147767947</id><published>2004-12-15T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T17:32:41.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i dont want anything!i dont want anymore of this.i dont want to change for you.i dont want your empty promises.i dont want to continue being upset.i dont want more of your calls or smses.i dont want to have anything to do with you.i dont want to waste my time thinking of you.i dont want to pretend that everythings okay with me.i dont want to hear the boys choir singing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110310316147767947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110310316147767947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110310316147767947' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110308793158030846</id><published>2004-12-15T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T13:21:17.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i dont want your promises.did alot of shopping with yc for the past few days, so its pretty nothing much to blog about. went to catch without a paddle at plaza singapura yesterday with him. its was funny! or inspirational, according to him. so, boos to miss chian. went to meet yucherrn after that and walked around for a while till we left town and meet rachel at bishan. both of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110308793158030846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110308793158030846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110308793158030846' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110286279806202291</id><published>2004-12-12T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T22:46:38.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i want to be a witch!sorry, ive been watching harry potter again. seriously, if one day i receive the letter saying " dear miss eng, you have been enrolled in hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardy" i will scream and IMMEDIATELY pack my bags. nono, not that i hate my house or what, but magic is so cool! okay, enough of this.yc bought the lindsay lohan cd for me, because i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110286279806202291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110286279806202291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110286279806202291' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110269704194020064</id><published>2004-12-11T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T00:44:01.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: thanks alvin!woke up, eat my garlic bread and used the computer for 20 minutes. then i went back to sleep. then i woke up to check on him and went back to sleep. and when i finally woke up, it was 5 in the afternoon. can anyone tell me why i lead such a boring and totally meaningless life? lol. maybe i really should do something about this, this aint called enjoying my life. *</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110269704194020064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110269704194020064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110269704194020064' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110259930789194246</id><published>2004-12-09T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T21:37:38.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yuwens favourites of 2004.book: dan browns deception point! (: i lovve this book!song: that girl by lindsay lohan. *duhh, its lindsay!*movie: mean girls! *partly because its lindsay, partly because its about girls!*album: say im biased, but its got to be lindsays 'speak'! get it in stores soon!actor: orlando! orlando! orlando!actress: no prizes for the correct answer. lol, its lindsay! q: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110259930789194246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110259930789194246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110259930789194246' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110259702985171612</id><published>2004-12-09T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T20:59:11.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: boredd.did i mention how boring life after os is? especially if you have signed up for first three months jc and you cant work because no one would ever want to employ me for half a month? and it really doesnt help if my mother is paying me more not to work than to work. *lol!* so no work for me, only more days of boredom and slacking around in the house.went to the thomson </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110259702985171612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110259702985171612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110259702985171612' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110252074586331495</id><published>2004-12-08T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T23:45:45.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: lindsay lohans debut album, speak!i want it! but singapore doesnt have it! its suppose to be out on the 7th of december, so please come out! lol, for those of you out there who wants to download her songs, i recommend 'rumors", though i would discourage YOU to download lindsay lohan's songs! lol. anyone elses is fine, not lindsays! q:went out with rachel and yuchern today to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110252074586331495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110252074586331495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110252074586331495' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110234369993396068</id><published>2004-12-06T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T22:34:59.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: master of watermelons! q:as usualy, he called me to wake me up today again. (: thank you! lol, but again, as usual, i went back to sleep! x: im such a pig. i was supposed to go for a hyatt interview for banquet waitressing with kim so we decided to meet up for lunch. it was then we decided that girls eat really slowly because we eat a mouth, then talk alot before we eat another</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110234369993396068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110234369993396068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110234369993396068' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110225807155846632</id><published>2004-12-05T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T22:53:10.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: substation session was cool!and i have ebi to thank for that! *lol.* he knew i was interested in drama and brought me along for a drama session! how can i even contain my excitment? im bursting out with joy and happiness and gratitude! i practically wanted to go my knees to thank him! thank you ebi!anyways, i met him in the morning for breakfast because i thought he would be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110225807155846632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110225807155846632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110225807155846632' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110214675508186571</id><published>2004-12-04T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T15:52:35.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: night safari rawks! (:and its true! who were the evil deprived ones who told me night safari was a complete waste of time and a mosquito-feeding session? big boo boos! your lies led me to lead a safari-free life, thinking it is a complete waste of money! but its so not true! the night safari is beautiful! fine, maybe because i went with him, but its really captivating! the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110214675508186571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110214675508186571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110214675508186571' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110198374033463099</id><published>2004-12-02T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T18:35:40.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: congratulations to taufik! (:sure, i was supporting sly, but that doesnt mean i have to sulk if he didnt win. lol, actually i was 3/4 expecting taufik to win. and he did. though i must say the other 1/4 of me was habouring some hope of sly winning this competition. but hey, hes not a loser! sadly (for taufik), both of them would be getting the same stuff! (contracts, etc.) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110198374033463099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110198374033463099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110198374033463099' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-110187948037074429</id><published>2004-12-01T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T13:38:00.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: the drama queen is back! (:haha! and she promises much more enriching and interesting entries from now on as she fills your life with her flamboyant crap and nonsense! and maybe a little self-praise; just a little.theres a main reason i stopeed blogging, and it so happens to be the most important thing in my academic career. yes, its my o'levels. (and my prelims before that.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110187948037074429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/110187948037074429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110187948037074429' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108887007222364265</id><published>2004-07-03T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T23:54:32.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: goner.im such a goner. i might as well vanish from the surface of this earth? had my listening comprehension today. and we saw a rainbow on the way to school. rachel was saying it may be a good sign, which i hoped was true. well, after coming out of the damn examination room, i was quite sure it isnt. lol. im such a goner. i dont want to talk about it.i went to macdonalds for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108887007222364265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108887007222364265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108887007222364265' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108877817454128477</id><published>2004-07-02T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T22:22:54.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: magnificent!the school is beautifully magnificent! lol, cool! its like the most amazing place ive been to. maybe because the school site hold some really incredible memories for me. yea, my secondary one days were spent there. loving, naive, innocent days. yea, kind of hard to believe i was innocent and naive and loving huh? lol. anyway, the new biology lab is damn cool! i just</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108877817454128477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108877817454128477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108877817454128477' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108823502420634483</id><published>2004-06-26T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T15:30:24.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i hate euro.first spain didnt get into the quarter finals. and now france got trashed by greece! im not watching euro anymore! arg! poop henry, poor torres. stupid! this is so not happening. ahh! i didnt bet laa, but still!went to surprise han bin with his birthday dinner yesterday. lol, sounds dumb ehh? met up with some of my ex-ncos and rong li before meeting han bin and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108823502420634483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108823502420634483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108823502420634483' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108814093878830884</id><published>2004-06-25T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T13:22:18.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as requested, im updating my list. lol.my wishlist:1. a pair of levis jeans2. burberry brit *this is expensive*3. a pair of dreamcatcher earrings *noone seems to be able to find this*4. a schoolbag *the adiddas, france one!*5. a clutch6. the lv handbag7. a bohemian top! yes! *i dont know where to shop for this*that should be it. lol. =p</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108814093878830884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108814093878830884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108814093878830884' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108814026863868096</id><published>2004-06-25T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T13:11:08.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: tired!its been a long time since i blogged. lol! and i cant remember what i do! thats worst! lol. nvm, shall update on wednesday and yesterday! lol.wednesdaymovie marathon! lol! brought my sister and brother to watch harry potter. cool! this time, instead of watching the movie, i was listening to the sounds! lol, but its still so cool! its a nice movie! hah! the second time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108814026863868096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108814026863868096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108814026863868096' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108782501869084389</id><published>2004-06-21T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T21:36:58.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>kope-d another one. =D 1. YOUR HOROSCOPE?--- cancer2. SiNGLE OR TAKEN?--- single. 3. iF TAKEN, BY WHO?--- if. =D4. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN SERiOUSLY HURT BY THE PERSON YOU LOVE/D? --- yea.5. WHAT WOULD BE YOUR REASON iF YOU TURNED SUiCiDAL?--- doing this. *hah!* 6. iS SUiCiDE REALLY KiLLiNG YOURSELF?--- no, it could be killing YOU; if it pleases.7. PREFER COUNTRY OR CLASSiC?--- </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108782501869084389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108782501869084389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108782501869084389' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108782348645648789</id><published>2004-06-21T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T21:11:26.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i miss kim already.couldnt blog yesterday, shall blog today.yesterday.woke at 8. wanted to get up and bathe, but found out that i had a major headache. hai, and i was flu-y. so i decided to skip tuition and went back to sleep. finally woke up at 12.30, which means i missed spongebob. damn, why couldnt i just wkae up? hai. then slacked around the house until i decided to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108782348645648789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108782348645648789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108782348645648789' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108765852048329418</id><published>2004-06-19T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T00:51:24.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: okay, im spoilt!haha, i didnt trim my manes in the end. lol. but went walking around town with miss chian while she enjoyed swiping her card. and she asked me what i want for my birthday, which really got me thinking. and since i have a quiz on my blog already, why not another one? i did this myself! =DName one thing you really really want now:1. a pantech G-500 *abit </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108765852048329418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108765852048329418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108765852048329418' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108761877473443982</id><published>2004-06-19T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T12:19:34.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: *coughs*bad bad way to start a day? wake up and realise your left tonsil is swollen, red and double the size of the other. what if i really have to get my tonsils removed? =x i hope not, its painful. my head still hurts. this is weird, ive never been sick for so long before. lets just hope i recover. go back to school, and face my a maths teacher. i havent tols her im dropping </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108761877473443982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108761877473443982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108761877473443982' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108756917877444559</id><published>2004-06-18T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T22:32:58.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: its gone!yea, my fevers gone! lol, im so happy. i wonder if my brain got toasted in the process, my thinking has been pretty slow recently. like when miss chian called me, i knew it was her; but guess what? i picked up and ask who was it! maybe it was like that all along! hehe.received kimberly's message today, asking what i want my jersey number *netball* to be. and guess? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108756917877444559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108756917877444559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108756917877444559' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108745624128378503</id><published>2004-06-17T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T15:10:41.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: sick.17 more days.im so glad i actually woke up. okay, it feels damn bad to be sick. okay, this is nonsense. who feels great when theyre sick? lol. but i seriously think its time to change my family doctor.okay, so yesterday; after one dosage, my condition wasnt getting any better. so i thought: maybe i will be fine after a few more dosages. and last night, before going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108745624128378503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108745624128378503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108745624128378503' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108739809661997711</id><published>2004-06-16T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T23:01:36.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: 39.1 degrees!that was my highest temperature recorded today, and as im typing here; it is 38.5 degrees. lol. was supposed to meet kimberly to go to the gym today, bt when i woke up, my eyes with radiating. yea, as in giving out hot air. lol. so i took my temperature, and to my horror, it was 38.9! lol. i wanted to get up and tell my pop, but the moment i sit up, i felt the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108739809661997711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108739809661997711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108739809661997711' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108731049976427349</id><published>2004-06-15T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T22:41:39.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: crapp.19 more days.the best bet is crap. but it is its crappiness which is so singaporean. lol, i mean. if youve watched the show you would understand what i mean. no doubt i must raise my hands and admit defeat to jack neo who used hokkien so tactfully. lol, i was just wondering whether it was a chinese or dialect show. but if youre in a really bad mood and youre lacking of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108731049976427349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108731049976427349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108731049976427349' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108728260741919655</id><published>2004-06-15T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T14:56:47.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: bored; to tears.so bored, i started koping things from yuchernn's blog. hah! too bad; if you still dont know her new blog address! hah! lousy fool! =pStarting time: 14 37Full name: eng yuwenSex: femaleBirthday: independence day! =)Name three bad habits you have:1)paranoid2)overly paranoid3)extremely paranoidName three animals you like: 1)kittens2)puppies3)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108728260741919655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108728260741919655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108728260741919655' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108720670965972760</id><published>2004-06-14T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T17:51:49.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: love my country; not.and you know why i say that? if you refer to my previous post, i actually wrote that singapore has 4 billion people! hah! BILLION. this is dumb. we're not THAT big. lol, in fact we're small. =pwent to the gym today. started at 9.30 instead of 9 because we were late, had to buy the ticket and then they had to accompany me up to buy a towel again. lol, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108720670965972760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108720670965972760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108720670965972760' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108711217819376699</id><published>2004-06-13T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T15:36:18.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: im a hollywood giiirrl!and thats not something bad, it just goes to show how much chance i give our local performers. lol! i mean, hollywood is cool, intriguing, not to mention; scandalous. (the aaron carter, lindsay lohan, hilary duff case.) i mean the closest we can get is anita sarawak. (?!?!) i dont even think i spelt her name correctly. it just goes to show how much our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108711217819376699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108711217819376699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108711217819376699' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108704775948452141</id><published>2004-06-12T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T21:42:39.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: lagging!i just watched shrek 2 today. lol, i know im lagging. but i just simply couldnt find someone to watch with me. well, i went with alvin today. seems like he was just as slow as i was. =p its a really stupid yet hilarious show! i simply love it, why? cause it made fun of so much stories, like lord of the rings! nice nice show, that tells us that looks doesnt matter! lol.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108704775948452141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108704775948452141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108704775948452141' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108688530477081994</id><published>2004-06-11T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T00:35:04.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i will live me dream; i just know it.boo! go away, anti-potter people. it was a nice film and thats that. just because the third film is an emotional one that lacks action flick doesnt mean it aint nice! its important to understand how this teens grow up and how they are feeling. like hermonie's security blanket is actually her books and how harry may be with the group but is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108688530477081994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108688530477081994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108688530477081994' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108679142142161145</id><published>2004-06-09T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T22:30:21.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: the only memory.i remembered blogging before leaving for camp, blogger sucks.camp. wow. i dont know where to start. maybe by first thanking desmond, han bin, rong li, rong zhen and kian how for coming down and helping the inexpreienced bunch of ncos. lol.can i blog again tomorrow? im tired. lol. to you, the leadership in me will never surpass a korean slave. will it?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108679142142161145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108679142142161145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108679142142161145' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108645665984012581</id><published>2004-06-06T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T01:30:59.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: expecto patronum!woohoo! why is everyone saying that azkaban isnt up to standard? hey, cut that mexican guy some slack! harry potter has evolved from this kiddish-robes-all-year-round to a much more grown up film. i think alfonso did a great job, compared to chris. its so much darker, so much more intense. yea, i know. the book got cut up until it was nearly unrecognisable, but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108645665984012581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108645665984012581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108645665984012581' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108636071043520650</id><published>2004-06-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T22:51:50.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i give up, on my life.i give up. i give up. i dont know what to do, other than choosing to give up. im so emotionally battered and physically drained i cant find anything else to hold on to. i give up.i give up. i tried my best, to be there for you. i gave you more than i thought i would, but you never wanted to receive. im so tired. theres a limit to giving, and my limit is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108636071043520650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108636071043520650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108636071043520650' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108617316978719503</id><published>2004-06-02T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T18:46:09.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: black.black is the colour which depicts anguish, depression, loneliness and eternity. thats what so cool about black. and furthermore, it reminds me of the adams family! ive learnt to dress to my mood, so im going to dress black until im feeling better again. yeap.went out with jing ting today. for awhile. and i really mean a short while. im feeling kind of guilty now. lol. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108617316978719503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108617316978719503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108617316978719503' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108609574649847919</id><published>2004-06-01T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T21:15:46.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: why dream of love, why love has died.o'levels is over, but that doesnt necessarily mean that all your troubles goes with it too. it certainly doesnt for me. i have a cap to plan, a confidence to pick up and actions to answer for. who ever remembered having such a messed up hectic holiday. but its okay, if you have watched confessions of a teenage drama queen, you know i'll pull</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108609574649847919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108609574649847919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108609574649847919' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108579811863785943</id><published>2004-05-29T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T10:44:24.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: pms mode.im officially in my pms mode. i dont know why! lol. okay, at least i was in yesterday. and i threw my temper at poor innocent people. okay, actually only one person. =x im so sorry knight! lol, really really didnt mean it. hope you dont hold it against me for that. =x girls do really tend to be unreasonable huh! *winks at kim*went to watch the day after tomorrow </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108579811863785943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108579811863785943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108579811863785943' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108566566061829482</id><published>2004-05-27T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T21:47:40.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: happy birthday, my knight! =)as well as to belinda and my dear son, clarence. lol! so many people that i know so happen to be given borth on the same day. cool! =p cross country. what does that mean? major slacking! yipee! lol. thats basically what i was doing for 3/4 of the time. i didnt even perspire a single drop! lol. thats how slack i was. lol! after that went to thomson </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108566566061829482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108566566061829482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108566566061829482' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108549677426691335</id><published>2004-05-25T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T22:52:54.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: dunchwanna let go.four years of my life. all four years of my life, though i must admit i was shaken at some points of time, ive given my very best to np. ive given all that i could. and now im leaving. it just cant seem to make any sense to me. how could i leave my life? how could i suddenly change what has become a habit. its impossible! what will i be doing very saturday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108549677426691335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108549677426691335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108549677426691335' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108540483410927406</id><published>2004-05-24T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T21:20:34.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: woarhs!i just realise that me, jing ting and kelvin are from the same kindergarten class! lol! after like 2 years then i found out! stupid! =p wah, i feel so slow! =)mock exam today! lol, for once. i remembered to drink brands chicken essence! lol, so i managed to keep awake. lol, yes! but, i was still writing crap! nvm, hope to do better. =p my mock exam paper day one came </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108540483410927406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108540483410927406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108540483410927406' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108530869777785813</id><published>2004-05-23T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T18:38:17.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: leave me alone!why cant you just leave me alone? why cant you just pretend i dont exist? stop wishing me well! i dont want you to wish me well! dont let me know you care! do you udnerstand how much more difficult you are making it for me? just live in your own world of love, and i shall live in my own. im just asking you to pretend i dont exist. should be easy for you.wanted </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108530869777785813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108530869777785813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108530869777785813' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108523111863396094</id><published>2004-05-22T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T21:05:18.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: theres so much i want to say!had np, well. not exactly the nicest 'last' parade i would say. owells, should have expected it. finally, camp is finalised and we are now rushing against what controls man- time. has anyone even realised the importance of time? lol. im like so into reasoning. lol. this is dumb. i offically love germaine! she helped me gain so much confidence and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108523111863396094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108523111863396094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108523111863396094' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108513646915931837</id><published>2004-05-21T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T18:47:49.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: jibberishh!had mock exam today. lol. someone remind me to take chicken essence the next time i have a mock exam. so that i wont fall alseep after doing half the paper, and end up writing what? jibberishh! lol. so, dont expect to do well. will study for my next exam, after my audition. which is tomorrow. which reminds me my throat hurts cause i sing too much. which reminds me my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108513646915931837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108513646915931837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108513646915931837' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108504573290690308</id><published>2004-05-20T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T17:35:32.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: my only chance, love stay by my side.lol! thats the line from forbidden city. wow! its like les miserables standard. and thats alot to be wowed about, cause its a singaporean production. haha! its so damn nice, really really nice. lol, but. i cant make copies of the dvd. =|went to pa yesterday with the sec1s to collect their uniform. havoc knows a new name - kcpnp sec1 squad.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108504573290690308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108504573290690308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108504573290690308' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108471778086540370</id><published>2004-05-16T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T22:29:40.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i want to cry!lord of the rings exhibition doesnt open on monday! damn it! this sucks! arg! when im like free, it isnt open! wah! im like devastated! haha. this is dumb.went out to meet kim today. for once, im late. its seldom im late. but i had tuition, so i have every single right to be late.lol. =p was suppose to study, but after mid year? thats dumb. so we went shopping </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108471778086540370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108471778086540370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108471778086540370' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108462543197092271</id><published>2004-05-15T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T20:56:28.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: one more week.oh mi goodness, ive never felt so stressful in my life. never felt the pressure of being fat! lol. but now i am. and within a short week i am going to exercise and lose as much of it as possible. this just sucks. why didnt anyone of you warn me not to eat so much. now im fat and its your fault. okay, just trying to blame everyone but myself. lol. just one more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108462543197092271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108462543197092271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108462543197092271' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108454926350393645</id><published>2004-05-14T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T23:41:03.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: yea! mid year is overrrrr!okay, im officially crowned the g-ahead-and-leave-two-water-bottles-in-the-toilet-in-two-different-toilets-in-a-day girl. how wonderful! and both were not even 1/4 empty! damn. okay, but theres someone dumber than me! lol! who? kim! shes the threw-my-newly-bought-earrings-into-the-dustbin-girl. haha. had sooo much fun today.feeling so guilty now. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108454926350393645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108454926350393645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108454926350393645' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108402491083875383</id><published>2004-05-08T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T22:07:50.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its official! im a desperate and hopeless movie addict. ive been mugging, yea, except ive been mugging on my first magazine. lol. yea, how great. if they have an exam on upcoming movies, i dont have to worry. but, well. oh mann, im so so excited with all those upcoming movies. damn it. i need hermonie's time turner! lol. see what i mean? maybe ive mugged for too long, that ive become desperate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108402491083875383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108402491083875383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108402491083875383' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108400562208579113</id><published>2004-05-08T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T19:11:28.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in case you havent noticed, i love attention. =) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108400562208579113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108400562208579113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108400562208579113' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108400545611038539</id><published>2004-05-08T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T20:02:38.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>that girl.* *confessionsofateenagedramaqueen*There was a girl I knewWho always wanted toBe the one to stand up from the crowdAlways believed that sheWas gonna live her dreamsThat what came down was gonna come aroundFor all the doubters non-believersThe cynical that once were dreamersOne of these days you'll open up your eyesAnd you'll realizeThat girl was a onetime teenage drama </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108400545611038539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108400545611038539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108400545611038539' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108288340742836525</id><published>2004-04-25T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T16:59:48.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: thanks chongwei! =)havent been updating my blog, i know, i know. so many things are happening around me, be it within my control or not. but i did learn alot of things within these few days. lol. and i think theres quite a few people i have to thank.kim: omma! oh gawd! i lovee you. thank you so so so much for being there for me that night. i really needed you to be there. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108288340742836525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108288340742836525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108288340742836525' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108226077526823611</id><published>2004-04-18T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T12:42:36.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: feel so dumb.well, founders day. quite excited. though i had to get up real early to make it to school on time. thanks to kims father, i didnt have to wake up even earlier. reached school and we started painting our faces. kindof useless. considering it all smudged when we sweated. okay, then the parade started. me and kim were those in front. wad were we suppose to do? not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108226077526823611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108226077526823611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108226077526823611' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108203324878033886</id><published>2004-04-15T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T20:50:20.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: maybe you people out there should stop lying to me!i hate this world revolving around me. why do people enjoy lying to me? no one listens to me! i hate hate hate hate hate this.i need you. right at this moment.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108203324878033886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108203324878033886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108203324878033886' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108194756477770667</id><published>2004-04-14T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T21:02:15.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: proud of you!kim got punk'd by me! lol! this proves something, i can act after all! but to my dismay, upon checking out the websites of our local universities, i realise there is no drama courses! ahh! this cant be it. oh no, what am i suppose to do then?okay, had founders day rehearsal today, got really fed up with my cadets. been really touchy these few days whenever i came</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108194756477770667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108194756477770667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108194756477770667' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108160313494418227</id><published>2004-04-10T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T21:21:41.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i am so tired!came so early to school for founders day rehearsal and they actually started late! irritating. i was so tired okay! couldnt they have let me sleep longer? arg. nvm. the rehearsal started. and the sun started to shine in our direction too. should have brought my sun tan lotion! lol. i think the npcc-ers were great help to the sjab-ians. cause we were all black, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108160313494418227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108160313494418227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108160313494418227' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108152721345565123</id><published>2004-04-10T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T00:19:04.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> shouts out loud: i am at jolyn's house! laalaalaa! dont know why i am here either! lol. what came out of my mouth as a casual remark became reality! thanks to my abc darling who is willing to accomodate to me! lol. *african born chinese = jolyn foo* lol! and i am brazilian, thats means. i am bbc! *the news channel* and phoebe is pakistan! lol! *oops* no racial discord ahh.met jolyn and billy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108152721345565123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108152721345565123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108152721345565123' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108143472563439449</id><published>2004-04-08T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T22:34:50.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: even heros can dream, what about me?alot has been on my mind lately. and i really mean alot.i dream to do drama! hello! how come no one seems to realise my interest lies in drama, not biology! and yea, stupid arts school starts only in 2007. thanks ahh. got really disappointed that i couldnt enter that stupid arts school. but still, i want to study drama! arg.i realised </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108143472563439449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108143472563439449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108143472563439449' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108117492212640249</id><published>2004-04-05T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T22:24:44.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i am a curse breaker! *boomz*line of the day! 'i will slap you till you turn purple' *william! this is for you! lol. =p* had lots of fun today. though i not really sure if it has set into me yet. wait. i am sure it hasnt. okay, had a relatively fine day in school. english was perfectly taught in a well ventilated room called the computer lab. lol. i was typing half way, when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108117492212640249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108117492212640249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108117492212640249' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108090878593367626</id><published>2004-04-02T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T22:53:01.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud : i tore my np skirt, again.dont laugh! i tore my skirt. oh man, out of 4 years, i tore both of my skirts. new and old. this is so embarrassing. and to think i have npcc service day tml! greeaat. thanks! but hey, i get to wear pt kit. =x hmm, heard i will be covering my own block tml about crime prevention. imagine talking to my father about crime prevention! lol! thats </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108090878593367626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108090878593367626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108090878593367626' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108056919425335873</id><published>2004-03-29T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T22:09:09.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud : numb!we are back to the old hot and non air-con class. *damn* lol. so sickening. so stuffy. and that stupid beiling material absorbs all the sound waves of the poor teachers who apparently are already shouting. lol. then mr lawrence tan came ina nd spent nearly one period explaining to us why we felt so uncomfortable and hot! cute guy! and kim said he looked like han bin when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108056919425335873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108056919425335873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108056919425335873' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108044900137860485</id><published>2004-03-28T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T12:48:20.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: some people dont change!to you:all good things come to an end. even though we may have fought many obstacles to stand where we are today. things still have to end. because only when it ends, then do people savour in its good memories. it was inevitable. you had to lose one of us. and though you had no choice, it was me. i hadnt give up on you. if i did, i wont be bothered </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108044900137860485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108044900137860485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108044900137860485' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108039829743884764</id><published>2004-03-27T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T22:51:44.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: beaten and fallen.so many things have happened. yet, i can find no words to explain. even if i do, no one understands. no one will. because they dont make an effort to. esp you, norman. you never asked. someone please save me. i am losing my mind to the very fragility of mankind. so easily seduced, so quick to fall.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108039829743884764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108039829743884764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108039829743884764' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-108004965615938916</id><published>2004-03-23T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T21:50:04.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: how to deal?there is alot of things going through my mind at this instance. like NOW. yes, i am going crazy. never once had i felt much more depressed than this. if there is anything i can do about it, tell me. i will do it to make my life easier. somethings wrong. really wrong. i dont feel comfortable with you anymore. 4 years and now, i dont feel comfortable anymore. a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108004965615938916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/108004965615938916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108004965615938916' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107995120878880105</id><published>2004-03-22T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T18:29:16.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i'm afraid!lol! first day of school, and i am already busy. copying homework that is. did not touch a single one. and i have plenty to do today. in fact, i should be mugging for my physics test now instead of blogging here! lol. =x forgot to bring my jacket today, totally regret it. damn. it was freezing. wasnt in a very good mood today. but lao da cheered me up! lol. had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107995120878880105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107995120878880105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107995120878880105' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107988128723166970</id><published>2004-03-21T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T23:03:54.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: bored!greeat. theres this new e maths tuition teacher that cannot teach. hw went through a simple test paper with only 7 questions for 1 and a 1/2 hours! so interesting. i was falling asleep. stupiid. lol. i dont know how to survive. millie! i need you back here, like immediately now! hai. then went to catch scooby-doo 2 with kim. hoping that it could cheer me up a little. it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107988128723166970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107988128723166970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107988128723166970' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107979780159380392</id><published>2004-03-20T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T23:52:27.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i am by far the stupidest person on earth!i am scared. if i made my decision. would you stand by it no matter what happens. or raise both hands and object? it doesnt matter what others say, what i want is just your answer. =(i am the stupidest bitch on earth. by far the most stupid moronic and idiotic person i have ever known. and you proved me right? i think you know who you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107979780159380392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107979780159380392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107979780159380392' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107967441096193618</id><published>2004-03-19T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T13:36:51.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: city venture was fun!first of all, you are welcome jtrl. and well, finally. a real blog entry.i think 'fun' is a word under-describing the whole event. lol. the chsnp dudes really put in alot of effort. could sense it. lol! i would like to thank dillon and jun yi. our beloved game masters who without a single complaint ran with us through out the whole game. especially dillon</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107967441096193618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107967441096193618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107967441096193618' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107953827836004462</id><published>2004-03-17T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T23:47:01.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loug again: jtrl, this is for you.honestly speaking, i dont even know who you are and vice versa. so, well. but what i am saying is that i really admire the way you reacted to the whole thing. it much more rational. and thats what i am saying. its not sarcastic. i am serious. well. i mean it! lol. i am sorry if you mis read my previous entry. well. so as to your complaint about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107953827836004462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107953827836004462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107953827836004462' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107951049685134004</id><published>2004-03-17T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T16:03:59.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i cant stop laughing!well. jtrl and jtlz, lets admit it. stop the crap about 'not happy dont read my blog' thing. because as it seems, we have been reading each anothers blog. to jtrl (since she wont be reading my blog, well jtlz, convey the msg) : i am really surprised at your reaction. in a good way. really. i take my hat off to you. lol! i officially admire you. you're 14 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107951049685134004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107951049685134004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107951049685134004' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107945301995217921</id><published>2004-03-17T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T00:40:10.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud again:some people are bitching!apparently, some people have been insulting someone dear to me. well, they were more of bitching actually. yea. well, since they have started this, i shall then have very single right to bitch back too! yea. =D *my favourite past time* you two girls, i cannot believe it. after living like 14 years of your totally wasted and pathetic life, did you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107945301995217921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107945301995217921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107945301995217921' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107943440327227443</id><published>2004-03-16T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T18:55:44.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i want to tell you how i feel!thank you, for saying all those things. although we lost completely, i am glad to know that you know we appreciate you alot. lets not ponder on the decisions we made in the past. but look forward to what we will have in common in future! lol. and, stop stressing yourself! okay? =p and phur-lease. sleep early. lol. =Dlao da! you rawkz! you are the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107943440327227443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107943440327227443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107943440327227443' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107936592355454321</id><published>2004-03-15T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T23:54:24.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i hate myself!even if i meant nothing to you, that doesnt mean my world has to stop revolving. what if the girl you were looking for, willing to give you everything, was standing right beside you? the pen is mightier than the sword. and my heart unsurpassed.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107936592355454321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107936592355454321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107936592355454321' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107923802776545381</id><published>2004-03-14T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T12:32:13.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shouts out loud: i am sick!i did something stupiid. and i am so guilty. i setted a 11 for my l1r5. 11! thats nonsense! aiyo. =(ok. i am really sick. and i am running a temperature. this is not good. its has been a long long time since i fell so sick. lol. but better le. i think. at least i stopped tearing. lol. np was not too bad. but i was really sick and couldnt really pay attention to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107923802776545381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107923802776545381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107923802776545381' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107900126218671168</id><published>2004-03-11T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T18:36:38.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lol! cool. i was so busy with my homework that i had no time to blog. *guai guai*ok, big news. the false ceiling in one of my school classes fell down. lol. yesh! fell down like that. it just came crashing down like no one's business.but no worries, no one died. only injured. but it was quite funny laa. someone said that the paramedics had to use that electric gel on that boy who was hit by the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107900126218671168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107900126218671168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107900126218671168' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107858089147160194</id><published>2004-03-06T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T21:50:23.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lol. first of all. i would like to apologise for not blogging for four days. so i shall blog a really really long one today ok? *winkz*how shall i start? must say it had been an eventful day. and i spent the last 2 days preparing for it. lol. for the starters, let say that today is the first entreprise day tyem has ever organised in collabration with rjc. as usual, me and yc went to help out. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107858089147160194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107858089147160194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107858089147160194' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107822008606435008</id><published>2004-03-02T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T17:36:53.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am as tired as a goof ball. sighz. but good news is. lotr acheived all 11 oscars it was nominated for. ah. something that made my day. lol. chinese was easy today. wrote 2 words wrongly though. thats 3 marks. shucks. lol. then biology. thanks mrs chow. she came out the only question which i refused to believe would come out and left it blank. stuipidity! arg. thats about it for the common tests</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107822008606435008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107822008606435008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107822008606435008' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107813710791149073</id><published>2004-03-01T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T18:33:54.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lord of the rings took home so many awards  from the oscars! woarhs! proud of you. lol! peter jackson you rawkz. orlando bloom too. =p</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107813710791149073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107813710791149073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107813710791149073' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107813340233410620</id><published>2004-03-01T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T17:32:09.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>want to start off my day badly. give me a literature test on a prose passage i can barely understand. that is it! i do not understand what the hell i was writing. and i fell alseep! thanks ahh, brain. then went on to e maths. warhs. nearly couldnt finish the paper. fortunately, i woke up to my senses in time. and was suddenly all clear and aware of what i was doing again. lol. then nothing much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107813340233410620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107813340233410620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107813340233410620' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107804589770170486</id><published>2004-02-29T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T17:18:26.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>boring day. woke up early to go for tuition. i had every intention to wake up at 5.30 to wake someone up. but. erm. i went on pigging. lol. went to tuition. and she informed us of a test. boring. to think i had difficulty writing. and the water in the blister ooze out. eeks. lol. disgusting. nvm. survived one and a half hour then went to eat. ate so fast cause i was really famished. lol.went to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107804589770170486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107804589770170486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107804589770170486' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107797287354765091</id><published>2004-02-28T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T20:56:38.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woke up early early morning to go for my amaths test. yet i was still nearly late. damn. lol. one thought kept ranging in my mind. the comp is coming the comp is coming. but i doubt it affected my performance. because even if there was no competition. my brain wouldnt have been any smarter. lol. then went for physics. took my test paper. needless to say. hai.competition. greaat. met zhi hao at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107797287354765091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107797287354765091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107797287354765091' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107779342315303980</id><published>2004-02-26T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T19:05:46.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>never. never. NEVER ask me about my physics common test. i am the most careless bitch on earth. oh shit. arg. hai. i am so going to do badly for this paper. so please please please dont talk to me about it. i swear i will study and be smart from now on. lets start with a maths. greeat. nice subject ahh.went to eat mac with michelle, jing ting, nicholas and clavin chua J shaun today. ( i loovve </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107779342315303980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107779342315303980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107779342315303980' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107770674263581970</id><published>2004-02-25T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T19:01:04.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stupiid day. another woke-up-late-and-had-to-rush day. borriing. double maths was tiring. and then english was chaotic. hai. common test starts tml. so i should go study now. lol!i really have nothing to say. i dont know what to do. its not your fault. i know.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107770674263581970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107770674263581970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107770674263581970' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107770659389647759</id><published>2004-02-25T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T18:58:36.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>let me tell you a story.long ago. lived an enthusiatic npcc cadet, gnoel. he loved campcraft alot and signed up for the competition. but his squad mates didnt like him and they intentionally dropped a flag pole on his head. he never grew a single inch since then. he hated np.and he grew up to be a teacher. joined band and took them in lead. but they realised he has no absolutely music talents</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107770659389647759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107770659389647759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107770659389647759' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107753457479667287</id><published>2004-02-23T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T19:11:34.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>amy didnt come today! when we for once handed in all our homework on time, she didnt come! wads with her? yc reckons that she couldnt finish marking! haha! so, since no literature everybody started to chiong do physics. lol. remedial worksheet all wait for answers then copy. hai. then same old thing laa. recess. chapel. (pc lim, bet you were having pms.) lawrence tan. then mrs chow. and. walaa! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107753457479667287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107753457479667287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107753457479667287' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107753415532690337</id><published>2004-02-23T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T19:04:35.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the saddening.and then the truth sets in.holding back my tears.hearing you tell me hes not worth.smiled as brightly as i could.my acting skills proved me good.yet deep down. was a pain i could not hide.or was it a figment of my imagination?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107753415532690337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107753415532690337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107753415532690337' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107743509029307086</id><published>2004-02-22T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T15:33:28.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> the spongebob songOoooooooooh, Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?  SpongeBob SquarePants Absorbent and yellow and porous is he! SpongeBob Squarepants If nautical nonsense be something you wish SpongeBob Squarepants Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish SpongeBob Squarepa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107743509029307086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107743509029307086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107743509029307086' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107743474111217056</id><published>2004-02-22T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T15:27:39.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woops. i abondoned my blog for a month. well. i had no choice. my internet explorer was cooperating, was it? it took one lightyear to load. well. for those who know me. i aint one patient person. so well. i got pissed off by this lagging com of mine for a month! lol! =pwell. alot of things happened. and i am quite happy about them. serious. lol! ok first. congratulations to him and her. hehe! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107743474111217056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107743474111217056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107743474111217056' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107496519217369591</id><published>2004-01-25T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T01:28:02.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>read her blog. den read yours. i see no link. no thing at all. but i cant help thinking of what happened. i cant help but feel sad. not because i still loved you all the same. but because you misplaced the trust i had in you. and it pains me to know that she might be going through the same. i want to tell her. i want to tell. but how would she think? that i was jealous? yet at the same time. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107496519217369591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107496519217369591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107496519217369591' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107494938509833965</id><published>2004-01-24T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T21:04:35.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>third day into chinese new year and i am pissed. bloody hell. thi is going to be a short entry so dont complain. irritating. ya. apart from the fact that my ang bao collection was not bad. and i got to see both my cute nephew and cousin who are all under 2. these just cant override the hatred i am feeling now! ok laa. not hatred. but maybe. anger and bitterness! *argh* this part is dedicated to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107494938509833965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107494938509833965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107494938509833965' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504238.post-107439810486853026</id><published>2004-01-18T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T11:56:27.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FINALLY. i get to blog. lol. ever since school started. it never started right. first of all. to sum up all the other complains my friends have. A*Y you SUC*. arg. lol. then it came to the orientation. which erm. i think went quite well. but it aint exactly the "well" i expected it to be. hai. buts its over. thought i could rest. i was wrong. the load of homework everyday was nuts. and. then have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107439810486853026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5504238/posts/default/107439810486853026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onthispathalone.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107439810486853026' title=''/><author><name>girlz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107515269771863258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
