<?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-9100768388346080222</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:10:16.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The twins</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>40</name><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>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-7663412355986494035</id><published>2008-03-15T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T15:35:31.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;whoopie. can blog again after finish doing bio stuff and a bit of chem. but the hor, a lot of stuff cannot get into my head. so yea decided to take a rest. and and i feel qi4!!!! but not to the extend that i will explode. but i was damn qi4 yesterday that i scolded f word in a conver [ ofcuz with the permission of te person]. aiya after i know more details abt it i was super grossed out lar. like i dunno. and MC says porn is EVIL!!!! LOL. ok i have no comments. ya and i started saying how big mouth people can be. wah lao lke stop spreading stuff that hurt people. i have no intention of knowing this in te first place. like i rather not know of it. cuz i was about to explode when i knew it. but since i know already, then just try to get the big picture correct with no bias-ness involved. at first i was sort of a neutral standard. as in i dun really feel anything is wrong. BUT im wrong. from the details that i know, i cannot stand it. im rather open i will say, so if i dun like it, as in not to the extend that there are moral issues, just not very willing to accept la, means must be smth quite big lar. anyway its not abt porn. cuz i said earlier that mc said porn is evil. but it has nth much to do with it lar. haha. im just a bit er grossed out la. as in wat kind of relationship are they in? im just curious. and 明明就有什么的，为何要假装不是呢？明明就是他，为何要说谎呢？ok i dun think anyone gets what i am saying. but yea. HAHA me and MC are living in the world of 2007. hahahaha. ok nvm. can i ask a qn? why is he so oblivious to my emotions.  a bit dumb isn't he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-siu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-7663412355986494035?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/7663412355986494035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=7663412355986494035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/7663412355986494035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/7663412355986494035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2008/03/whoopie.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-7418271491067202023</id><published>2008-03-14T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T18:05:38.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;woo today got DALT ten i can go leh. wahaha cuz my fever tui4 le. then yea. we did a bit, really a tiny bit of long2 today. then shi tous revised their shi1s and i should tai2 my leg higher!!! always forget. then got one time i tan4 jiao3 lift up wrong leg. omg i think i look retarded but then the second time i rmb leh!!! then later jiao lian ask us to pai2 in out shi tou shi wei. then fongmei today nv come lar. then pinky also nv come. so camelia became my shi wei[temporary]. then i think we got mo4 qi4. haha. aww fongmei cannot chi1 cu4 oh...haha. then jiao lian made us do the tiao4 thing. wah then ask me jump higher and higher. wah i too short liao. cannot jump lar. then later must jump forward. haha like standing broad jump liddat. then a bit weir lar. but then me and camelia can guo4 guan1 just tt jiao lian want me to jump higher lor. then my pair [me and cam] jumped further then hong and guo. ooh haha. im shorter but i jump further. im heavier too! yea haha. but i think jiao lian made me jump a lot of times ): then my jiao a bit numb numb ache ache de feeling. guai guai de. its totally weird feeling lar. then it hink cam yao2 me tt time, i nv jump cuz i tiao4 bu4 qi3. then she say nvm rest rest. haha so nice. cuz she also shou3 suan1 la. tai2 me very tiring de leh. cuz im uber heavy ): then later we jump one by one. then dunno whther is it jiao lian say me, he said wa 她跳好像有轻功这样 o.O dunno if its referring to me or not. then i turn ard and look at cam then we laugh. lol. but i still think jiao lian made me jump a lot of times. cuz tt time we jump up first one by one, then he say ok first time leh. or is it 2nd. cannot rmb. wah then i chao shocked cuz i tot i jump like some retard like that. then later he say can leh. then wah i very happy. then i turn ard and hi-10 with cam. then he after that say ke2 yi3 zai4 gao1 yi4 dian3. wah then i went huh...then he made me jump one more time. then after that he ask me to jump and do e cycling thing. then i cannot do lor. its just feels weird. and i feel im going to fall. then cam hold my waist there until quite painful&gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-yingsiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-7418271491067202023?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/7418271491067202023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=7418271491067202023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/7418271491067202023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/7418271491067202023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-963939600591179921</id><published>2008-03-13T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:31:27.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WOW! my body has decided to kua3 on this very day. i thought im fine after the fever subsided with panadol! BUT my forehead is slightly burning and my feet are like shaking in cold. its like white and plain cold. as in literalyl cold. there is no blood which accounts for the fact that it is white. haiz. i really think i should work like mad to stop being emotional hey c'mon thats not my style man. where has teh american ah boy thing go? i sort of dun find it in me man. where are my dudes?! where?! all i see is myself crying at romance movies which i once though was so darn stupid and melodrama seah. im sitting in front of my comp, typing this post and hoping my fever doesn go up tomorow or not later my mama dun let me do fot DALT. but then yup yup im sure my daddywill let me go. cuz he goes to trng though he is sick. and i just confirmed with him. heh heh. ok why am i laughing. im sad lehs. yup see i have changed. i used to laugh at ppl who use stuff like larhs, lorx, lehs. like the extra 's' and 'x' behind. but see what im doing now? im using them too! its like why have i changed till the totall opposite of the previous me?! im sad. im broken hearted. im tired[mentally]. im having suicidal thoughts. thought of just going away where there will be no troubles at all. i know that is going to be so irresponsible but wth man. i hate life &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-963939600591179921?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/963939600591179921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=963939600591179921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/963939600591179921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/963939600591179921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2008/03/wow-my-body-has-decided-to-kua3-on-this.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-5269438963306124134</id><published>2008-03-13T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T20:02:09.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i feel im going to explode with all the thoughts in me. i cannot just digest it. oh stop being paranoid. it will nv happen to me. just think tt way. yes i must. anyway i reall regretted hearing that piece of news. its just so erm i dunno. i just feel a bit weird. omg. and yea oh my ass man. pt says its weird how ppl can express themselves differently. like chuxi goes oh my goose. and yea. and YAY i collected my $150 today. WOO! haha its a cheque so forget about robbing me. And nope i wun buy food for you. heh heh. i hate maths. i cannot do like half e paper. shit omg im so gonna fail block test can...i cried just now. Becuase mc made me all emo-ish and stuff. And i reflected and saw how much i changed since i left NYPS. Leaving 5h/6h. such a wonderful class. it was a point whereby i actually ENJOYED going to school yea. but now everything's changed. I am no longer the me in 6h. ive just changed. some ppl say i am a workaholic but im not cuz im jsut a bum hwo lazes around now. And some eg. debra tay says im DAMN NIANG now. really? i dun feel it. is that the me? or is it just a mask i wear everyday to cover up the sad reality in life. as mask that covers my tears, my agony, my unhappiness i have towards life. its just so freaking bad to hear ice changed so much. have i just lost the me when i was carefree and felt life's wonderful. is this the me that is going to be stuck with me for life. is that te mask im going to put up everyday. or has the mask just became part of reality, a part of me. a part of me that changed. all i want is just to lead a normal life. to find the old me. the true me. i dunno whether it still exist. i dunno if tehre is such a thing. but if there is, wait for me. wait for the time whereby i will see light. wait for the day of yingsiu's enlightenment. maybe you should help to find the old me. or is the new me jsut better? i really dunno. why cant you just come and save me. im in darn hell now. at least my live is in a turmoil. i cant sort out my thoughts. im just going to explode one day when i finally cant keep everything to myself. or maybe i will just sink into depression. or maybe i will jsut change again. change for the better or for the worst, i have absolutely no idea. i just want to be comfortable with who i am. and hope others can be comfortable with the present me. i just want to lead a normal life. is that really so difficult?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-siu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-5269438963306124134?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/5269438963306124134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=5269438963306124134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5269438963306124134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5269438963306124134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel-im-going-to-explode-with-all.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-6519360493886090719</id><published>2008-03-13T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:20:39.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel empty now. empty in the middle of the night. as ususal, i can't seem to find the words to describe my present emotions. i feel a bit of this this this and that. i have no idea what i am doing now. lazing around? doing nothing? i feel like im such a bum man. waking up not doing much stuff. going on to msn to chat. sleep. then the cycle repeats itself. is that what my day is gonna be like in my future. well i hope not cuz there are so many things out there waiting for me. And ppl around me, trying to comfor me, trying to help me to their max. but nothing is going to change unless i am going to be more discipline and stuff. i really dunno how to change my life. anyone out there wants to help me organize my super messed up life? hope u will be there for me to lend a helping hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-6519360493886090719?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/6519360493886090719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=6519360493886090719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/6519360493886090719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/6519360493886090719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel-empty-now.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-3172908196035300908</id><published>2008-03-11T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:49:52.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't know why i am so emotional nowadays. I just cant seem to control myself. I keep telling myself to put away those useless emotions away. they are of a hindrance to my work. i cant work cant do anything with my emotions being the way they are. they are playing tantrums on me . i know ive changed a lot. as confirmed by debra and adrian. yep yep good friends from 6h. went out today and was raining. dunno why it has been rainy all year long. anw apprently im the only one who cried today when i watched the leap years. well debra found it absolutely boring. adrian felt li lin was pretty or he like her. and i was crying cuz it was so heart wrenching to me. i dunno why but i felt so painful too. see how my emotions like to play tricks on me. its jsut a movie is what debra keep telling me. i know it myself too but why cant i just accept that? as in i noe its just a moive, real life is not so drama [but i always think it is] but i just cannot digest that thought. i cry for somehting that is not true? why can i feel for the movie when everyoneelse does not. why am i so emotioanl and vulnerable? can someone ans me or console me. and i just want to confide in someone but but i just cannot find my confidante except but to cry to myself when im all alone. And i always cry when i hear sad songs. esp love songs. but why have i truned to such a crybaby. i used to laugh at pingting who cries at almost every single thing. but im going to be degenerating to that level. i din cry in the secret movie cuz i dun like jay chou. and basically i was much stronger then. but wat is the damn reason for my weakeness? maybe i need a shrink. im just bring emotional. i just just love and hate these stupid emotions of mine. i love emotions to tell me that im still a human. i still live with human characteristics. but they are going to be the cause of my downfall. whne i fail every single subject in my life. i have never felt this weak before. can anyone save me. i hope someone can. but not at the moment. not even him who tries hard to but is bad at. i really really am darn vulnerable. i feel emo from time to time. i feel like shit all the time. i feel high occasionally. i feel im at the verge or insanity. this point whereby one feels one is going to be insane is called yingsiu's pt cuz i prob discovered it and i feel it all teh time. i need to be stronger. pls...&lt;br /&gt;-siu-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-3172908196035300908?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/3172908196035300908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=3172908196035300908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/3172908196035300908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/3172908196035300908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-dont-know-why-i-am-so-emotional.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-5594456993717830099</id><published>2008-03-10T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:40:34.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok im so darn pissed now but i shall not elaborate on the matter. but im so so so so sorry that i totally vent my pissness/anger in me on someone. of cuz its mr dear daddy. im like er so grossed out and all i did was to just take it out on daddy. its not his fault that im pissed just that he was talking to me so i was like &amp;amp;&amp;amp;*^%^$(^%(^*_&amp;amp; la. im really sorry if i sayed something that i should not. ok i also shooed the birthday boy [as he described himself to me] away lar. paiseh. i also 心情不好 so i totally shooed him away and spewed awful stuff at him. so yar paiseh lar. aiya . nvm. time to relax man ying siu! i know i can do this. if i think i can i can. okok back to normal stuff. went to school today, to do chemistry SIA. I thought i was gonna be late but then yea i wasn't! hmm after that i went home so i went to the bus stop. yea i met zz there. For a moment i forgot his name. if u read this pls dun kill me. ok he was hmm around with his friends so yea. then he said whe i left i SUDDENLY DISAPPEARED. hello im a human. i walk ok. i dun suddenly disappear. like pfft! im gone man. abracedabra. a whisp of smoke appears and im home. ok its not meant to b e sacarstic or anything. but probably no one has ever said that i left suddenly. well its just that you are too engrossed with yr ahem friends. ok doubt u will ever find yr way here la. yea i went home and wanted to mug but then i ended up falling asleep so. i wasted my afternoon. yepyep tts sbt it man. im trying to save this blog druing the hols man . okok going out tomorrow with lets see, debz, hwj and jr? i think so la. im so gonna be broke cuz i need to buy lots of presents. DEBRA or cuz. then its jeraldine's since its liek coming soon. then erm chun en's one cuz hers is not exactly near lar. but then got no time to buy in btw. yup dun need to buy for daddy since he doesn want and he is too broke to buy me anything. but its fine seriously. then erm still have steffi, clarice,and zz on the list. omg omg omg im going broke ok. hmm im buying zz cuz cuz yea u shld noe. shant say here in case some ba1 gua4 ppl come read. so so yea! hope u make my day man whoever it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ying siu-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-5594456993717830099?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/5594456993717830099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=5594456993717830099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5594456993717830099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5594456993717830099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2008/03/ok-im-so-darn-pissed-now-but-i-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-5138721656408597399</id><published>2008-03-08T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T15:49:30.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;actually erm this is supposed to add on to the previous post on obs. yea. hey clarice says im cute and im like doraemon, as in i act like doraemon. it does not mean i look like doraemon ok! hahahahaha. yea i came to psot some random photos. photos that meant to capture stuff from obs. but not acitivities i did in obs cuz no phone marh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175267047138140946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BvHgieH87eE/R9I99ap0IxI/AAAAAAAAAes/4zLOXknG7_w/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok this is really blur. ermerm so sorry for it. yea but. from left to right:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;top: Mauricette [instructor], Clarice, He Lin, Kim Lien, Yen My, Mei Juan, Ka Kay, Jun Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bottom: Shermaine, Vanice, Yvonne, Hui Ci, Ting Yi, ME!, Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;All: BARKER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175268232549114658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BvHgieH87eE/R9I_Cap0IyI/AAAAAAAAAe0/-GvbsGLI_Rg/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is where i record my activities and reflections. It is sort of a journal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175268795189830450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BvHgieH87eE/R9I_jKp0IzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Dl0guqeDuSQ/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Just an OBS sticker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175269392190284626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BvHgieH87eE/R9JAF6p0I1I/AAAAAAAAAfM/h1CGOnx3lus/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My certificate that says i completed OBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175269718607799138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BvHgieH87eE/R9JAY6p0I2I/AAAAAAAAAfU/TcP0S1ztPOw/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A wristband and ' Outward Bound Singapore' is printed on it. yea its blue. had other colours like red, black, orange, yellow and maybe others tt i dunno of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yup tts all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok im feeling sian now. dun feel like doing anything yet. but have a lot of stuff to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#need to do OBS reflections for LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#Mug for tests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#try to understand what physics is all about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#Hoping not to fail IH though it is only 50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#All SIAs that are going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gogo bang my head liao. ok i MUST perservere. or not wat is obs? what has obs taught me? oush yourself, push yourself beyond self perceived limite. challenge yrself. i noe io can do it der. just like how i pushed myself to get to the top of the rock wall with blisters and cuts. i dunno why i just feel emotional. ok ok i shall stop ok. but the song makes me feel a bit more emo lar. erm its 25 minute by M.L.T.R. [Michael Learns To Rock] . yup yup. ok i really really want to jus tscream all my fristrations out. jsut let off the stuff in me. to scream to jump to hit to slap to box to kick to do anything that just let me vent my frustrations. but but i can only cry in a corner of my room. a place where no one knows. a me that no one has ever seen. a place filled with secrets. a place full of valuable memories. a place full of tears. a place dearest to me. a place that seem to be my confidante. and now i cant fa xie on someone as i think i said b4 i feel paiseh doing so. its like who am i to the person. the person has his/her own live [shant reveal gender]. i cant keep disturbing the person. and besides the person's phone is broke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;why why why am i so affected??????&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-5138721656408597399?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/5138721656408597399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=5138721656408597399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5138721656408597399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5138721656408597399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2008/03/actually-erm-this-is-supposed-to-add-on.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BvHgieH87eE/R9I99ap0IxI/AAAAAAAAAes/4zLOXknG7_w/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-5849769496374123207</id><published>2008-03-08T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T13:57:01.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;cheers everyone! for i am BACK from OBS!!!! wooo!!!!! ok i should not be so happy because it means i have to start mugging. i shall blog abt OBS as promised. i never break promises alrite. anw i slept for like 6 h after obs b4 waking up to eat dinner and cont sleeping after tt. i just realised the pigginess in me. and i took a long bath tt lasted for like almost 1/2 an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st Day [3rd March]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was rather excited about going to obs la as heard from many people that obs was really really fun. so yea went to sch then took buts to punggol jetty then down a bumboat to pulau ubin then to obs. journey was short lar but a bit shaky then i was like din really like the feeling lar. so our instructor was mauricette then she collected the valuables and did some admin stuff. ten we changed to our wet attire and went to learn how to kayak. it was cold la. but we kayaked for a short while only and in a short distance cuz i dunno why. it was a tri yak. so cool nv seen one yet. only done double kayak and seen a single kayak. but not a triyak. so yea. mauricette made us capsize our kayak and then get onto it. its to ensure tt we know how to sort of rescue ourselves when our kayak capsize. ya and and we actl had to carry this uber heavy rowboat down to some platoon(is this how u spell it) or wtv lar. it was so darn heavy ok. kns. yea and we are all girls so GIRL power! haha ok im lame. then after tt we pitch tent so lan4 lar tt kind of tent but its rather easy to pitch since it requires so low amt of energy. then we also cooked dinner- instant noodles and some can food. after tt showered and yay we could sleep. BUT the tent was so freaking smelly it stinks lor. and ya tt nite i slept with hmm sarah, junying (a.k.a. june), vanice and yvonne. the day was quite short actl so yea. and it was damn cold at nite lor. i gung ho la, sleep in shorts and short sleeve t shirt. at nite freeze till like siao! then smth really funny happened at nite :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd Day [4th March]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lugged our super heavy backpack onto some boat before we went to row our rowboat. The rowboat is slow heavy and yea. its just slow, and we had to row it for ard 5 km. and we took abt 4h? ard there la. the max a rowboat can go is avt 3km/h? i think so, if i din rmb wrongly. the boat included june, sarah, vanice, shermaine, me, yvonne, clarice (a.k.a. mummy darine). yup everyone is like from 302 except shermaine haha! on the boat we talked about a lot of funny stuff. like ppt and the da da da alarm. and the south china sea and yea. we were rowing our boat halfway then we found the other barker boat being washed to e shore and hit the rocks by the strong waves. it was scary and i think it was traumatising for hui ci. then kakay and ting yi went out to help push the boat in to the sea again. after that our boat ran into some problems lar. we were rowing past this keylong, then this rope got caught onto some rader of wtv it is called lar. then our boat was stuck . then this rope was connected to some floating stuff and it was pulled closer to us. then we tried to use our oar to push it away and then suddenly A LOT of insects (believed to be sandflies) flew off from the floating thing. we were so darn scared, we tried protecting everypart of our body with caps and wtv we could find. in total at least like got 100 lor. im not being kua1 zhang1 but its really true. we tried rowing away but it jsut din work. in the end we blew our whistle and suisen instructor came over. he said he wun save us and want us to row away by ourselves. we already try so hard lor, he still dun want to help. then he say wat we are not trying hard enough, want us to try harder. then we really pia like mad also cannot. in the end he just towed us away lor. kns. then our campsite for te nite is this public campsite whereby there is absolutely no facilities at all lar. like u can dig a hold and shit inside tt kind. tt nite we had to do sentry duty. barker was supposed to do from 2-4 am. then my tent did 3-4 am. 2-3am was done by ppt tent. our sentry duty also had ppl like vanice, yvonne, clarice and shermaine (a.k.a. spermy) haha. ya my tent tt nite was me, june, sarah, kakay and hui ci. then we saw some dogs during sentry duty so we used to the camping sticks to hit the floor as instructed by instructors to show them that we are awake. like to scare teh dogs away. then the tent tt nite was like sai la. i slept on 2 huge rocks that was damn painful. cant even sleep properly la. then somemore at like 7 plus got music blasting from jb. as in from the place we are in, we can hear the music so loudly lor. until like 4plus 5 then it went off. so the songa were like repeated from 7-5. hey tts like 10 h. omg i think i nearly knew how to sing liao. it was also so freaking cold but yea outside the tent during sentry duty was so much comfortable than sleeping inside the tent. also everyone cannot bathe since there is like no facilities available la.&lt;br /&gt;oh actl i forgot smth, b4 the rowboat thingy, we did some team games, suisen also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd Day [5th March]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we woke up strike tents, ate some stuff etc. the usual stuff lar. after tt we walked a short distance to the quarry. omg so cool can!!!! we were supposed to build a raft. its good ok. it could float even with all 14 of us in barker as well as mauricette. then we rowed ard. but then i think suisen's one some parts like got disintegrated la. so dunno how. but the water was shioka! it was nice and cooling and REFRESHING! it was really nice. but soon we had to keep our raft and stuff. so yea. but we were given a last chance to take a dip into the quarry so sort of clean off t dirt on us cuz we might not bathe at nite again. but we did anw. after packing up stuff. changing into clean dry clothes, we trekked. from te quarry to ubin viallage, to german girl shrine, to camp 2. its was so damn long. plus our damn heavy backpacks, we nearly died alrite! when we were trekking to ubin village, to see th supposedly kampong life, which was totally not kampong at all, it started drizzling. then ting yi said aiya its only a drizzle, wun be big rain der. then suddenly boom ! the rain got so much bigger. its just like so qiao la. then ting yi said are u trying to say i am a jinx. then june said ya. haha so funny. and though it rained we still continued. and me june and ting yi sang songa along the way. like erm my love, 25 min, paint my love (solo by ting yi) , girlfriend, the best damn thing, everything back but you. our songs sounded like a remix since we sang parts of it cuz we could not really rmb e lyrics and tune. i feel so proud after trekking cuz we trekked like 11km without knowing it in like 4h in te big rain. it was so unexpected. it was rather fast cuz actl it was extimated that we were su pposed to take like 5 h. so we finally trekked to camp 2 and we stoned for like 10 min. cuz every part of our body is aching. our shoulder, hips, leg, everywhere lar. ten me and shermaine got like blue-blacks on our hips there. omg. i had blisters on my feet and on my hand there. sucks lar. and we were drenched from head to toe. so it just made our backpacks heavier causing it to be heavier. after tt some went to pitch tent, some cooked, some went to shower first. then later we cooked and yea. had some debrief thing then went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;our sleep wasnt easy ok. cuz we were te last to bring our tents down to our camp site. so the lights were off then we cannot see. so brave sarah sort of knocked on the room and asked the instructor if we could on the lights as it was pitch black and it was not lights out time yet. and there was a lampost which was supposed to be a lightsource for us ok. then he just said, go down there to the lamppost, and u will see a switch. just turn it on. then he went back to the room to sleep. wah lao. where got liddat der. anw we went to on it. it was so darn freaky. and te place was wet so we were so scared tt we would fall of and roll down .ratehr its me who is scared. haha. but this nite felt mroe comfortable then the previous nite. but the previous nite was more interesting. tonight's tent was the same as the previous nights'. erm me, sarah, june, kakay and huici.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th Day [6th March]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining and yea we stayed at camp 2 for a while b4 moving off. we were last to do so. we went to the jetty there to this thing. we stood in a rowm put our arms over each other's shoulder and sang the song my bony lies over the ocean. then we had to to teh reverse action when the word has a 'b'. like if we are standing then it goes 'my Bony ....' we had to squat down. then got another 'b' word, we had to stand up if were squatting down. our body ache liek mad liao, ten we do this, ache even more. haha. after tt we sort of walked to camp 1. wah it was like heaven man. we did high elements tt day. erm barker was divided into 2 grps. so my grp went to do the snake and ladder thing. then had to climb this rope ladder first, then this erm snake like metal ladder, then finally the rock wall. i climb till the end of the metal ladder there. ten vanice was below. oh yea we had to climb in pairs. and if one wants to go down, both goes down. so yea in the end i stopped there, and my heart nearly popped out can. so scary!!! but yea. after tt we took a break then we went to do the rock wall. it is te wobbly kind. like just attached to cable on top, then below got some metal chains chaining it down to the floor. so it wasn static and it was damn difficult. my grp could not climb up la. at first i climb past only the 1st square. then after resting for a while, i climbed up further till e top!!. yea halfway rite, i dun know how to continue cuz i couldnt reach anything above me. ok i noe im short lar. so cannot reach. but other barkers were like telling me wat to do and their encouragement really helped me. and yvonne wa slike telling me how to climb. barker is really very very nice. ok so mushy lar. not me man! then i just pushed myself and i smacked the highest pt. then when i came down i was like tearing cuz i , i , dunno how to describe. just full of emotions. but dun think anyone saw tt. after tt we went to prepare for dinner. it was the best tihng ever out of the days there. we had nicer things to eat. and we ate with mauricette. wooo! ya we had eggs, onion, garlic, oil, wok, luncheon meat erm veggies and ya cant rmb alrdy. had campbell soup also. haha. but it was nice. after tt we washed up, pitched tent and showered. i slept tt nite with erm vanice,yvonne, shermaine, clarice and ofcuz me! yea i slept in shorts and t shirt at nite. of cuz it was cold. then i brought track pants down. so i just slipped it up when it felt cold. and clarice slept in a 's' shape then her knees on me. at first i was sleeping then i felt ey? wat is this thing on me. then i woke up and see. it was clarice! haha so funny. then i cont sleeping. and ppt took the clean tent cleaned by clarice they al the previous nite. then we took the tent i slept in cleaned by us last nite. so yea. haiz. bo bian. got ppt this kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th Day [7th March]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea its the day tt we are going home. a day tt i looked forward to. during the camp i was like missing everything and everyone. ok not everyone. some only. haha. then i dujnno why but i felt sad to leave. sad to leave this fantasy world with no worries on hw. no stress. just a camp with no worries. but i felt felt so emtional. anw we had lunch at the cookhouse, marvellous man. later we went to souvenior shop and i bought this obs tee tt cost $18. it is black in colour and dry fit. yea. later we went to the mph (multi purpose hall) to assemble. getting ready to go home . getting ready to go to the jetty. getting ready to go on the bumboat. but i just felt sad to leave. dunno why. i really din enjoy the process but after the camp, it is just so so so so memorable. obs to me is not fun. definitely not. but the memories are so precious. not all can be describe. but they will always stay with me. all the way. its so memorable. just cannot believe myself going through it. going through such a wonderful camp with so many friends. friends that started off as strangers, friends tt started off as being thought as dao to cute[its me lar :)] haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BARKER! the fourteen of us and instructor mauricette :):):):)&lt;br /&gt;.junying.clarice.yingsiu.kimlien.sarah.tingyi.vanice.yvonne.shermaine.kakay.huici.yenmy.helin.meijuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will post pics later if have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yingsiu-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-5849769496374123207?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/5849769496374123207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=5849769496374123207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5849769496374123207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5849769496374123207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2008/03/cheers-everyone-for-i-am-back-from-obs.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-8004883823724293412</id><published>2008-03-02T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T22:16:17.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh sai lar..blogger cut my post can. then daddy's name got cutt off! HAHAHAHA. anw i wanted to say i can use my elbow to hit daddy's face to fa1 xie4. but i probably wun be able to reach it. So i shall jsut heat other parts. heh heh heh *EVIL laughter* anw, im lazy to cont. but i just feel the hatred for her whne i see her. i dunno why. is it because of her actions years back? i dunno i dunno. maybe not years. year or so? i dunno i really dunno!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-8004883823724293412?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/8004883823724293412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=8004883823724293412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/8004883823724293412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/8004883823724293412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2008/03/eh-sai-lar.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-4422101664723313870</id><published>2008-03-02T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T22:10:01.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its like OBS tomorrow! omgomgomg im uber excited! dunno why XD heh heh. ok i feel my bag is really full and im scared i cannot carry my stuff back to singapore after obs. yea but im really really HIGH! bet i nv felt like this before for a camp! ok maybe i did! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the other side. this blog is getting really dead. but I promise . i will blog abt OBS. REALLY i swear. ok...im feeling a bit disguste [ok tt may not be the best word] but yea, complicated feeling in me. about 2 matters. im really so zee zar zar. dunno how to describe. i tried to went my frustrations by punching a bolster instead of telling someone cuz im quite paiseh to do tt anymore. since i have like talked a lot of sad stuff to e person. so &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-siu-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-4422101664723313870?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/4422101664723313870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=4422101664723313870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/4422101664723313870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/4422101664723313870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-like-obs-tomorrow-omgomgomg-im-uber.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-3250796173574957611</id><published>2008-02-14T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:43:05.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS VALENTINES' DAY! so sweet lar. received lots of goodies from sqms and others. HAHA! i love tt present so much! ok nvm tt jy she go post my pic. i look damn weird la. BOO! ok..it wasnt meant to be so. &gt;.&lt; so yea DUN go see. i will sad der. then then i today stayed back in school because i felt i am more productive in school as compared to be at home. too many distractions at home liao. then then twee gave me a lollipop for valentines' day. well other sqms also lar. but is lolipop. BANG BANG TANG! oh wo de weilian! pt ahs this photo of them in her file and weilian was like SO cute la! lol. im going xiao ler. i think i should cont with my hw and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-siu-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-3250796173574957611?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/3250796173574957611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=3250796173574957611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/3250796173574957611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/3250796173574957611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-valentines-day-so-sweet-lar.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-497111077151454786</id><published>2008-02-06T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T20:44:40.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am really sorry if i sound emo today. I read jy post on pink "curly" long2. and i started crying. i dunno why i can't control my emotions today on CNY eve.  its just so sad. tt i cannot wu3 long2 anymore, i will love my long2 qi1 forever. LONG7 rocks! im emoing all alone in my room. and NO ONE really understands how i feel. U think i want to be this emo. Its not my fault ok. I really miss my long7 and long. though of my feet condition, it hurts when i wu3 long2. But still i feel teh bond between my jie2 as compared to others. i really really really miss my long7. Everytime i wu3 long2, i will look for my long7. But now, i can only stare at others wu2ing it. 眼巴巴看着它走。我的心一霎那间感觉得很痛很痛。不知为什么，我就那么想念它。它毕竟陪伴我度过一年，这一年虽短，但我永远永远不会忘记。龙七，虽然我已经没有机会舞了，但我永远不会忘记你的。why did i speak so much chinese. see the effect of my long7 being separated from me. It makes me all wrong. i spoke in chinese. my gosh. 热泪盈眶. see you mo4 shui3. ok i really should stop emoing cuz its chu2 xi1. ok to whoever reads this. HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-siu-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-497111077151454786?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/497111077151454786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=497111077151454786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/497111077151454786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/497111077151454786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-really-sorry-if-i-sound-emo-today.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-6055506745196043868</id><published>2008-01-01T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T14:33:25.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arrr its 1st jan now!!! School starting tomorrow. ohhh....man! ok la...no sqms with me :( but sqms next door though. i feel so mo4 sheng1 cuz there isn't many people i know in my class next year. haiz. BUT i shall learn how to make new friends and have a refreshing start tomorrow! ok...lets seee this blog of chuxi and me is so dead. though i tried to revive it unsuccessfully. well i am so angry by what my mum did which i shall not post. But i WILL tell my sqms. arrr hate it la. ok im not really sure what to bring tomorrow so i just bring chinese tb according to junying. but i wun bring ss. too lazy. too the wrost get scolded lor. anw 1st day of school wun scold de lar. its just so contrasting that i was so so so so sian during hols. and what im going expect int he new year ahead is a rather hectic and tight schedule. &gt;.&lt; so so so do not like this. but well its life isn't it! well i rather lead a challenging life thatn to lead a plain and boring and mundane life. i so hope that during CNY period i wun be so bz cuz i want to meet up with my dearie debra! prob jean if she had nto migrated to shanghai. well i might mail her her bdae pressie but no promises kays. i dun want to make empty promises so simply dun make any promises. so...i just wanna have a smooth year and good health and such. the usual cliche stuff. haha i dun think i will be coming here often to blog as either i would be too lazy or too busy. rather bz la. unless i really need a place to fa1 xie4 though it should NOT happen. AS I MUST AND SHALL LEAD A VERY VERY HAPPY LIFE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-6055506745196043868?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/6055506745196043868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=6055506745196043868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/6055506745196043868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/6055506745196043868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2008/01/arrr-its-1st-jan-now-school-starting.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-3901052213219842004</id><published>2007-12-11T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T08:52:35.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiyo so long never come to blog liao. Blog! 你死得好惨!!!! sorry lah. :x hmmm i feel sian now....ok ahall talk about something that happened yesterday. Sqms they they snatched my phone. So EVIL! yea. and then they check my inbox so see who is it that i am smsing. BOOBOO la. then they laugh laugh laugh. try to stop me from getting back my phone by grabbing my hands and legs. i probably looked like a kee xiao crazy person. YIKES! arrrrr...ok got lots of work to do. But i simply can't make my body move one inch away from teh com just to pick up my hw and start doing. Oh shit, i think i won't be able to finish my hw before school reopen. This so totally sux! Ok i shall go freshen up! Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-3901052213219842004?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/3901052213219842004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=3901052213219842004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/3901052213219842004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/3901052213219842004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/12/aiyo-so-long-never-come-to-blog-liao.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-24359931315173504</id><published>2007-11-03T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T14:12:01.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaah</title><content type='html'>CHU POSTS AS WELL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. lalala. so sorry to dear twee ):&lt;br /&gt;haven't been blogging here much larh ):&lt;br /&gt;I AM &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SO SORRY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :X&lt;br /&gt;but anyway. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY WAS TWEE'S LAST CHORAL AND DRAMA NIGHT PERFORMANCE :D&lt;br /&gt;whoopee-duppeee-doo!~~~&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday was seriously rather 'full-house'&lt;br /&gt;fund raisers got chased out of auditorium i heard. ):&lt;br /&gt;blehblehbleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME GAVE TWEE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FLOWERS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;then i shared this flower with ma and melia as well (:&lt;br /&gt;YELLOW ROSE :D&lt;br /&gt;TWEE LOOKS SOOOO &lt;em&gt;INNOCENT&lt;/em&gt;  &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;CUTE&lt;/strong&gt; ON &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ! :D&lt;br /&gt;however. cause we were watching in LT..&lt;br /&gt;then it was some holding room for 208 :D&lt;br /&gt;so they were rehearsing.&lt;br /&gt;then cannot hear a single thing from twee's play ): boohoowoo.&lt;br /&gt;so i din get anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST I GOT TO SEE YOU 'ON STAGE' LARH TWEE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho.my turn on monday ! ): *jitters*&lt;br /&gt;yikes.. i really am starting to dislike my role. :D&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it is quite unique&lt;br /&gt;you know melia's classmate recognised my group's play by my that ^()#*(%*!()(^# scene-_-&lt;br /&gt;THEN SHE RECOGNISED ME!&lt;br /&gt;woowhaohwoahowahowho ):&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. gtg :D&lt;br /&gt;bb twee.&lt;br /&gt;I POSTED :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-24359931315173504?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/24359931315173504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=24359931315173504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/24359931315173504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/24359931315173504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/11/hahaah.html' title='hahaah'/><author><name>[Simple Melody]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09326308087900652824</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-1230480761597533350</id><published>2007-10-26T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T20:18:30.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiyo...today last day of school. I feel so sad. But then hor...nowadays in school got nth to do!!!! even if u were to gossip, we would have ran out of topics ler! geex. I tyihnk i have gossiped for like 6h X 5???? so long lor. aiya then we ended up watching some ou xiang ju! hei1 tang2 ma3 qi2 duo3. ok wang zi cute lor. ao quan look like monkey but generally he is ok. hmm then weilian...according to *ahem...he his well built. then xiaoyu. neutral. xiaojie. neutral. ahwei! SO SHORT! haha but he his actually alright. though some people dun like his face. ee why am i so crappy today. i shall crapp off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE  BLOG IS LIKE SO DEAD CAN!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee hee&lt;br /&gt;siu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-1230480761597533350?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/1230480761597533350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=1230480761597533350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/1230480761597533350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/1230480761597533350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/10/aiyo.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-7963424653859826273</id><published>2007-10-08T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T17:24:14.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeeee its...its...its...OVER! aiya though i know my feelings are gonna be sux from a few days onwards...i still shall go mad for these few days. aiya not going sqd outing tomorrow coz i going out wif my sqms. this is my last year wif my classmates and yea so go out with them first. sqd outing...nxt go also can! haha not tt sqms are of lower priority..but i still have a long way to go with them. I actually do not have much to blog abt now since my exciting days have yet to come. i wanna hit orchard, arcade, cinemas, shopping, lots and lots more stuff  to do. btw...i was watching some weird show today on tv and it was hilarious!!! well its was lame....eee i want go sleep ler. but still early. shall go find smth to eat! i din eat since lunch and its been like 6 ++ hours. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-7963424653859826273?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/7963424653859826273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=7963424653859826273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/7963424653859826273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/7963424653859826273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/10/weeeee-its.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-8243609487219298029</id><published>2007-10-08T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T16:11:59.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;tweee! :D we are freeeee (:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalallalala ~~ :D&lt;br /&gt;our blog can be &lt;em&gt;alive&lt;/em&gt; again (:&lt;br /&gt;isn't it nice?!&lt;br /&gt;hheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway there's &lt;strong&gt;sqd outing&lt;/strong&gt; tmr ! :D&lt;br /&gt;but twee not going ):&lt;br /&gt;but nvm&lt;br /&gt;oooh yesshh!&lt;br /&gt;tweee END OF EOY MEANS&lt;br /&gt;YOUR BDAY PRESENT COMING&lt;br /&gt;actually twee really very sorry to you loh):&lt;br /&gt;but your bday was like so so so into the &lt;u&gt;busy&lt;/u&gt; period.):&lt;br /&gt;so yessa. ):&lt;br /&gt;haiix.&lt;br /&gt;i dun like my keyboard now.&lt;br /&gt;it can't type well.):&lt;br /&gt;i shall blog better later/tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE HAVE LONG DAYS OF FUN STILL LYING AHEAD OF US! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-8243609487219298029?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/8243609487219298029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=8243609487219298029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/8243609487219298029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/8243609487219298029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/10/lalalala.html' title='lalalala'/><author><name>[Simple Melody]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09326308087900652824</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-5399181654584394245</id><published>2007-10-04T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T15:54:35.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhhhh i wanna die already....studying for EOYS is muchly taxing on the human body! I feel like dying but i have 2 MORE papers to go so i shall jiayou!!!! anyway today is........Squad Birthday. Well i feel dead dont i? bleah.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-5399181654584394245?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/5399181654584394245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=5399181654584394245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5399181654584394245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5399181654584394245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/10/ahhhhh-i-wanna-die-already.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-5164363557848522973</id><published>2007-09-27T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:13:46.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so damn unsecure for my EOYs now.....arghhhh this sux loads man! i wanna go slack, play games, hit arcade, go shopping for lots of stuff,saty out till night and act like a paikia! Well fat hope! that can nv happen b4 my EOYs. i so wanna break free from all my exams. Aiya i feel so bad cos i keep typing into wrong conversations in my MSN. Between ___and____. Haha its a secret to protect their identities. Do u fell touched that i did that.&lt;br /&gt;Today at school:&lt;br /&gt;A TOTAL SLACK DAY &lt;br /&gt;nth much to do lor&lt;br /&gt;so near eoys......&lt;br /&gt;Well after EOYs i can slack my ass off for all i care. i can go wherever i want to. this is to early to daydream..nitedream rather. i need a lot of strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED:&lt;br /&gt;- a hug&lt;br /&gt;- squadmates&lt;br /&gt;- a super brain&lt;br /&gt;- a disciplined me&lt;br /&gt;- a clever me&lt;br /&gt;- love&lt;br /&gt;- chocolates&lt;br /&gt;- friends&lt;br /&gt;- sweets&lt;br /&gt;- candies&lt;br /&gt;- buckets loads of memory space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL ANYONE CARE TO WIN MY HEART. HELP ME ACHIEVE THIS FEW LITTLE THINGS! HAHA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I GONNA DIE OF EXHAUSTION ALREADY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yingsiu-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-5164363557848522973?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/5164363557848522973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=5164363557848522973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5164363557848522973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5164363557848522973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-feel-so-damn-unsecure-for-my-eoys-now.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-5735618630858946365</id><published>2007-09-26T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T16:07:54.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As usual....im slacking my butt off here! aiya i know i should not be doind this but humans do needs= rest! so i went round reading blogs. Heh heh. Then i came round a blog. That said i din cheer. humph!&lt;br /&gt; aiya who cares la. As long i know what i am doing, i live up to my consicience...who cares what others think about you. AND lately...kathy has been sending me weird smses. I shall not post the contents here but there are realyl weird. i haven finish my e learning stuff so why am i here?!?!?!?! jeez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who posts here often enough?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-5735618630858946365?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/5735618630858946365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=5735618630858946365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5735618630858946365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5735618630858946365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/09/as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-118968706225798612</id><published>2007-09-25T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T20:09:16.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiya...im on msn now but i decided to come here and blog. Katherine wants to know who is jms. i added her into jms conver. heh heh. i finish studying my hist and i shall take a break now. but i cant seem to rmb the facts. stupid me. EOYs are so near but i just cant seem to finish studying. JEEZ. i shall end this abrubtly BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who posts more often....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-118968706225798612?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/118968706225798612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=118968706225798612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/118968706225798612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/118968706225798612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/09/haiya.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-5660317255241101797</id><published>2007-09-22T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:39:40.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall talk about crap now. i am too tired to go study now. i am back from my lets see...some grandma's cousin birthday. yea ok i was like the only teenager there which was boring. anyway...i shall talk abt yestd hci mid-autumn festival. i was with sqms. very few sqms went....one of the lantern caught fire in front of sqms and me. so coincidental. haiya. yaya i shall go back to study my dman boring history... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yingsiu hereby signs off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-5660317255241101797?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/5660317255241101797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=5660317255241101797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5660317255241101797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5660317255241101797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-shall-talk-about-crap-now.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-2897197327582571465</id><published>2007-09-17T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T18:50:43.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Carousel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcarnivalrideareyouquiz/carousel.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are young at heart and a truly playful person. No one would ever accuse you of taking life too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely in things for the fun. You find joy easily, and you are often building up anticipation for your next adventure.&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you tend to want to be babied and taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;And while you may be a bit high maintenance, you are incredibly loyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is simple and satisfying. Each day you treat yourself to something you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of emotional attachments, and experiences are extra vivid to you.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be nostalgic and sentimental. The past is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;Comfortable around all living things, you have a special connection to animals and children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best, you are whimsical, free spirited, and creative.&lt;br /&gt;Even if your schemes seem a bit strange, they usually work out wonderfully.&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are spoiled, demanding, and impossible to satisfy.&lt;br /&gt;You've been known to act like a brat if you aren't getting your way!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcarnivalrideareyouquiz/"&gt;What Carnival Ride Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not very true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have Good Manners 72% of the Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyourmannersquiz/manners-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your manners are quite excellent. You are well versed in etiquette.&lt;br /&gt;Of course you have the occasional slip up, but you even apologize with grace.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyourmannersquiz/"&gt;How Are Your Manners?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-2897197327582571465?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/2897197327582571465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=2897197327582571465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/2897197327582571465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/2897197327582571465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-are-carousel-you-are-young-at-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-2375126017796933971</id><published>2007-09-17T18:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T18:45:43.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Purple Crayon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorcrayonareyouquiz/purple.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your world is colored in dreamy, divine, and classy colors.&lt;br /&gt;You hold yourself to a sky high standard, and you are always graceful.&lt;br /&gt;People envy, idolize, and copy you without realizing it. You are an icon for those who know you.&lt;br /&gt;And while it is hard to be a perfectionist, rest assured it's paying off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your color wheel opposite is yellow. While yellow people may be wise, they lack the manners and class needed to impress you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorcrayonareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Crayon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-2375126017796933971?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/2375126017796933971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=2375126017796933971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/2375126017796933971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/2375126017796933971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-are-purple-crayon-your-world-is.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-2666642533466933261</id><published>2007-09-11T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:37:36.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i just completed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Malay&lt;/span&gt; script......its damn lame &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt; rah i head my body. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so totally sick now. twee please dun fall sick before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;eoys&lt;/span&gt;. must &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jyjy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; listening to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jap&lt;/span&gt; so nice :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shall make this a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; short post and i will post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; lyrics below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;ENDLESS STORY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;作詞: D.A.Thomas &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ats&lt;/span&gt; 作曲: D.A.Thomas&lt;br /&gt;If you haven’t changed your mindそばにいてほしいよ Tonight&lt;br /&gt;強がることに疲れたの幼すぎたの &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt; I think about you baby今なら言える I miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;you It&lt;/span&gt;’s so hard to say I’m sorry&lt;br /&gt;たとえば 誰かのためじゃなく あなたのために歌いたい この歌を終わらない story 続くこの輝きにAlways 伝えたい ずっと永遠に&lt;br /&gt;Memories of our time together消さなで このまま don’t go away&lt;br /&gt;あたたかく溶けだして 確かめるの優しさのしずく この胸にひろがってく切ないほどに I’m missing you重ねた手 離さないで&lt;br /&gt;たとえば 叶うなら もう一度あなたのために歌いたい この歌を終わらない story 絶え間ない愛しさでtell me why 教えてよ ずっと永遠に&lt;br /&gt;たとえば 誰かのためじゃなく あなたのために歌いたい この歌を終わらない story 続くこの輝きにAlways 伝えたい ずっと永遠に&lt;br /&gt;たとえば 叶うなら もう一度あなたのために歌いたい この歌を終わらない story 絶え間ない愛しさでtell me why 教えてよ ずっと永遠に&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Jiayou&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-ahboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-2666642533466933261?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/2666642533466933261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=2666642533466933261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/2666642533466933261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/2666642533466933261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-just-completed-malay-script.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-2205155633757475566</id><published>2007-09-10T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:14:16.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why like tt ar. where got so many people. he exaggerates more than me lor twee. where got so many people der?!?!? aiya anyway i think Area 15 ATC was fun fun fun fun fun! jeez. i managed to complete all my hw by the end of sept hols though i had loads of stuff going on. But thats life isnt it. Won't life be boring without work. Oh gosh, thats like so so so not me. anyway i still feel accoplished that i actually completed all my homework. felt so hardworking. but i haven study for eoys yet. arrrr im lagging behind. i die liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya i miss those few days at atc. aiyo atc 都过了why m i still talking abt it huh. maybe it turned out toally different from what i thought it would be. maybe that is why sqms say i 超级无敌 paranoid. i really miss the days when me and sqms were together lors. maybe i cherish area 15 atc so much coz i missed schhol atc. :( sad sad sad. shall not rake up e past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye time to go rest.&lt;br /&gt; btw im awfully sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahboy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-2205155633757475566?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/2205155633757475566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=2205155633757475566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/2205155633757475566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/2205155633757475566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-like-tt-ar.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-458758279642008004</id><published>2007-09-09T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:14:33.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall talk about ATC now. Though it might be a bit late. jeez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up quite early in the morning to head for school. then we went to take pacing for orientation which we completely did not use in teh camp and whic we understood only half. after that we went to tfall in and soon left for teh jetty and set off for pulau ubin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reach pulau ubin we had to trek to teh campsite: NPCC CAMP RESILIENCE. coz actually there was a jetty at teh camp there der. but our sir told us it was closed. anyway when we reached there we surrendered our valuables and we splitted into groups name ABCDEF, almighty, BRAINSTORMERS(my group), centaurius-did i get this rite?, Dejavu, Elite, Firefox. The CI in charge of my group is Dnovan Sir. Well he is from SJI. BUt his unit wasnt there. sooooo....ya. Then we had icebreakers time. Where we thought of our group name and item for camp fire which had teh theme of movie. We went for the movies of teh incredibles and finding nemo. after that we were told to mix and sit in alternate gender. no prob with that. but i dunno why some people does not look t comfortable. maybe not used to bah. after that we had lunch which was ok. oh we did not bring matches so me and chu borrowed matches from this hci guy. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we had to go pitch our tents. Well i nearly pitched then enire tent. i pegged almost every peg. tied every bowline. tied almost every guyline. while some people were working like shit under teh hot scorching sun, some people were sitting around doing nth, actually it is not entirely their fault la. they seldom do camcraft. but they should try to help. as in others will understand. while were gonn afinish pithching a tent, we the boys came down with another tent set. apparently we din count the no. of tent sets and we took one ent set less. then our whole sqd pitched teh tent in like 10 min. oh god! but nvm. got sqms pei2, sure ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we had camp fam i think. ok la, except sorry twee. coz i really could not run. it was very hot and my feet were really hurting load.s sorry sorry. feel very dui4 bu4 qi3 sqms nynp and many others. ya we cheered a bit on the way . we were teh one mainly cheering along with hcinpcc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had the lollipop game. tung tung ex-classmate nicholas, was the lollipop holder. he was damn wet and was BADLY assaulted by guo hui and kathy. so bao4 li4. anyway me and chux took revenge. then got one point of time when all sqms gang up against me and chuxi tt grp lor. so sad. haha. anyway we lost teh game nvm i believe everyone had buckets of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner later and had mock campfire where we learnt cheers. me chu guo and kathy were together. out CI was DOnovan Sir in charge of our grps. at first it was supposed to be all teh CIs aiding te whole camp. but i think it wasnt really working so we were split up. anyway, we knew almost every cheer, and donovan sir got us to demo. aiyo i feel paiseh with so many pair of eyes staring at me and sqms. it ended at 11 plus plus and we went to sleep in teh tents we pitched later. me and hu were in the same tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt day we woke up and had pt. it was so slackkkk la. i know i cant run long dist but i managed to cheng1 guo4 qu4 wif sqms cheering me on. i din feel that breathless just that my feet really were hurting a lot. well i survived through it. on teh other hand, i was so so so surprised to see so many ppl falling out. and complaining how toug pt was. it was totally slack. when i to twinkers for pt, i feeel my hand more suan1 than running those 4 rounds and warm up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after pt came breakfast and then low ropes elements. ok la not that challenging. but the rock climbing me and chuxi got teh v.difficult der. even teh boys cant reach teh top of teh four panels. me and chuxi were at like teh 2nd panel. woah tired sia. then we did teh thing that looked like a canon. next was ubin fam we walked a lot. we din even run. and my feet were hurting slightly since we din run. but ppl were llike complaining. then me and chu chhered as well as talk along the way. we we sorta walking in front so i think the sirs might have heard our conversation coz group debrief that night donovan sir asked us what was training like in nynpcc. shall not elaborate abt that. this post is sooo soooo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went kayaking where i partnered a guy. it was nicholas. did i spell his name correctly? or is tt even his name. yes i think so. im not so blur la. he was qutie ok la. he asked me if i was ok when we were kayaking. muc much better when i heard we had to partner ppl of teh opposite gender. well i must must must really say that he was much better that sqms's partners. sqms described their partner until i dun dare write here. oh mc partnered an instructor. haha. oh we went to wash the kayak. got really sandy. well i dun think anyone would have gotten that oppurtunity b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up was dinner and campfire where we cheered and did our item which was a bit lame and so so so so impromptu. jeez. i was dory teh fish in fnding nemo. i said just keep swimming.....but ppl went har? nvm. after that we had mass debrief again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day we unpitched tent. cleaned teh tent sets. tt was area cleaning. oh i din know we completed area cleacning 1/2h earlier. some sqms knew coz their sir or ma'ams told them but i din know, that was until i read donovan sir's blog. sqms who knew could even forget! after that we had group debrief, some cheering and off we headed back to teh jetty where we sadly departed for home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is very long but i shall continue.&lt;br /&gt;i would like to thank firstly CIs for organising this camp. one word to describe teh camp, shioka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up is sqms,. without sqms i really would have fallen out man. but i did not thru out teh entire camp. got sense of acheievement man, really wanna hug sqms man. esp chu who put up with my lowing and nagging and complains abt my feet. apparently i had teh most complain out of all sqms. sorri. but thanks!!!!!! i really liked teh camp alot esp when sqms are there. i must really say im quite dependent on sqms. i probably would have died w/o sqms. bish my face. but really thanks thanks thanks. for making the camp such a enjoyable one for me. kisses swarm teh air.......although i was low at certain times. thanks alot for sqms and chu who attempted to make me high which was sometimes successful and sometimes not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks the who and who ar. i think their names are nicholas and jonathan.   ya for kayaking. and jonathan who actually helped me and chu light up teh solid fuel. or not we would have starved. and for lending us teh matches. (chu ar im only thanking him hor. im not stealing yr dear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya and thanks to those i forgot to thank.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-458758279642008004?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/458758279642008004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=458758279642008004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/458758279642008004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/458758279642008004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-shall-talk-about-atc-now.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-3981402880466233525</id><published>2007-08-26T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T11:58:19.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;twee-oo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wahaha suddenly you blog so much so scary -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I WANT TO TAKE QUIZZES TOO :D i shall go take. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;u&gt;You Are an &lt;strong&gt;Optimist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You definitely see the &lt;u&gt;sunny side of life&lt;/u&gt;, even when things aren't going so great. And while you &lt;u&gt;may not be a realist&lt;/u&gt;, your optimism has really &lt;strong&gt;improved your quality of life&lt;/strong&gt;. You have the &lt;u&gt;energy to take charge, solve your problems, and enjoy life for what it is&lt;/u&gt;. Optimists are happier and healthier - so keep thinking positive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see twee-oo :D i am &lt;u&gt;optimist.&lt;/u&gt; HEH HEH HEH HEH &lt;u&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; :D you might be one too (: hohohoohoho :D and according to them.. i believe that &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;life's great ... LG -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay.. lala so random. &lt;/p&gt;and look at this lame thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="450" background="#FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;chuxi --&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[noun]:&lt;br /&gt;An immortal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83"&gt;'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_- I AM AN IMMORTAL. thus next time you suspect someone is an immortal, you can ask,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"hey, excuse me, are you chuxi?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if the person is a human being, he/she will go. " erm no i am not chuxi." which makes a lot of sense since i believe i am the only person with a name CHUXI :D cause the name is so unique and you know it ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is worse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="410" background="#FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 3px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 3px solid" alt="QuizGalaxy!" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-chuxi-6-11-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS MR POTATOHEAD?! how on earth is someone i dunno going to miss me when i die -__- and why did i die laughing hysterically xD so diao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i shall attempt to stop laughing too hysterically o.o lest i die.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You Are Chocolate Chip Ice Cream &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are kind, popular, and generous.You tend to be successful at anything you try.A social butterfly, you are great at entertaining a crowd.You are most compatible with strawberry ice cream. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HEH TWEE-OO GO SEE IF YOU ARE STRAWBERRY ^^ heheheheheheh. i suppose chocolate chip is SOMEWHAT like cookies and cream (: so.. hEH :D not bad erh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay. i gtg for lunch (: TRALALALALA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;twin we should go on hiatus you know.-_- EOYs are so near.): ^&amp;*@^*@*&amp;amp;( so yea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lovely twee-en :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-3981402880466233525?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/3981402880466233525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=3981402880466233525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/3981402880466233525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/3981402880466233525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/twee-oo-wahaha-suddenly-you-blog-so.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-3851944870532086515</id><published>2007-08-26T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T09:17:34.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after i took the quiz on which flower i was i took which princess i was. hey take a look at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-The Noble Princess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are just and fair, a perfectionist with a strong sense of proper decorum. You are very attracted to chivalry, ceremony and dignity. For the most part you are rather sensible, but you are also very idealistic.Role Models: Guinevere, Princess Fiona (of Shrek)You are most likely to: Get kidnapped by a stray dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am like tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-what colour hair should i have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunette:You are the brunette beauty. Any shade of brown, from caramel, to chestnut, to dark chocolate would fit well with your sensible nature and your classy chic style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think its fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-what type of mermaid am i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea NymphYou are a sea nymph, playful and girlish. A seeker of laughter, fun, and friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of what pinky said. im girlish! omg that so not!!!! i must learn to be more man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-my fantasy on love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PrincessYou are a true romantic at heart. You dream of the perfect romance, the perfect fairytale love. You are sensitive, sentimental, and in touch with your feelings and those of others. Emotions play a big part in any relationship that you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-which witch i am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High Priestess:Your approach to magic is all about wisdom, knowledge, and learning. You are a bit of a loner because the quest for enlightenment consumes every moment of your time. When confronted with a problem, you hit the books first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-what kinda heart i have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Have a Heart of Silver.You come across as aloof or cold, but it's just because you've been hurt a few times. Once someone gains your trust they find that there is warmth underneath that icy shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;actually this post is written last night. but my com just hanged on me so i decided to post it today. luckily the draft was saved!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;not inspired yet-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your dearest ahboy! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kawaii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-3851944870532086515?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/3851944870532086515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=3851944870532086515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/3851944870532086515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/3851944870532086515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/after-i-took-quiz-on-which-flower-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-2124603866925133624</id><published>2007-08-25T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T23:06:42.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woa! i went to take a quiz on which flower i am on zhiying ma'ams blog.&lt;br /&gt;This is the result:&lt;br /&gt;You are a Carnation:You are &lt;strong&gt;friendly, energetic, cheerful, and bubbly&lt;/strong&gt;. You love being around people. Outgoing and talkative, you rarely meet a stranger. Others feel at ease around you because of your playful nature.Symbolism: In Victorian times carnations were given to show fascination with another. They also symbolize friendship and whimsicalness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god crap! am i like tt. haha. twee-en tell me when u see this post! so cute lor. since when am i so outgoing and talkative?! so weird. haha! aiya. i decided not to watch the campus superstar coz i thought it was lame. u see they actually booted out benjamin. well u see im not a fan of benjamin. but hearing that he obtained the highest marks and was kicked out sounds bad. to futher aggravate this lame situation, the other guy forgot his lyrics while singing! omg! how can these happen. its a big NONO in the music industry. he actually like won. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya i so went back to reading people's blog! i cant find debbie's blog. dunno what url she put. JEEZ. so secretive.shall try to go find it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw...how come my friend or whoever the anoymous person can find this blog. i cant find it on blogsearch leh! how come ar?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahboy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one quote is enough for the day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-2124603866925133624?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/2124603866925133624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=2124603866925133624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/2124603866925133624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/2124603866925133624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/woa-i-went-to-take-quiz-on-which-flower.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-1456201172837256935</id><published>2007-08-25T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T16:36:06.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel bad that my twee-en has to redo the blogskin. i sorta screwed it up this morning. haha but we fixed it together. looks so blue now... CHARLIE! HEE. ok. i did finished my freaking trigo ratio ws. terrible man. i cant do math. i should seriously start studying for EOYs. I wanna get into triple science so i should really work doubly as hard. But cannot slack for other subs. For LA i dun seem to be inclined. Well just try my best la. i sux really at tt. For humans. a bit lousy la. But not as bad as LA. i got like really really low for my geo ass. But managed to scrape a 20/20 for geog test. I so happy that all of us win her. Not like last time. she was away studying when we were pia-ing. nth much today la. listening to C 大调 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm yest...we were talking to ma'ams on MSN. then we had another conver wif only sqms. Then when shiyun ma'am came online, mc was so hype! coz she was going...look at sym dp. got ylm!!!! so cool man!!! wah i cant breathe. So funny i tell you twee-en. i just told ma'am that mc could not breathe. and i din say anything further. And mc was like cursing me in jap. i know she scolded me BAKA which meant STUPID in jap. and i told ma'am. ma'am was like...cannot do tt. haha. i told ma'am we were pei2 yang3 mo4 qi4. we are shitou and shiwei. im shi tou of coz. like someone. so cute! :) hmm my twee-en is is shi wei. but not mine. is poo-ooh der. actually i din really expected my shiwei to be mc la. expected someonelike cong. hmm but nvm. im still happy with the arrangement!!! but dunno whether have te chance to wu shi or go for cai qing! saddening!!!!!!! angrying!!!!!! my english sux here. although i should not be writing in broken english. JEEZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme list out some characteristics of twee-en and twee-oo(me):&lt;br /&gt;-she is tall i am short&lt;br /&gt;-she is shi wei i am shi tou&lt;br /&gt;-she dislikes coffee but i love it XOXO&lt;br /&gt;-we always wear jacket&lt;br /&gt;-we are both in charlie'07 and alpha'06&lt;br /&gt;-we all tie plaits&lt;br /&gt;-we have blue specks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see.. these are only some. we are either the same...or directly opposite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now too lazy to write liao...shall go watch tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twee-oo's quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Squadmates are pillars of strength with each a unique driving force.&lt;br /&gt;Well together makes us an invincible thing called Batch FORTY!&lt;br /&gt;40 i love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-1456201172837256935?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/1456201172837256935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=1456201172837256935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/1456201172837256935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/1456201172837256935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-feel-bad-that-my-twee-en-has-to-redo.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-375622740387849140</id><published>2007-08-25T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T14:02:54.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lala(:</title><content type='html'>hahaha. :D so our blogskin is changed to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;lala. :D &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;because tweeoo says she wanted a new blogskin(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am blogging here first instead of my bloggie ^^ cause ermmmmm. tweeoo have been blogging so much it makes me feel really bad.): so yea. a BIG sorry to &lt;u&gt;tweeoo&amp;&amp;amp; bloggie): &lt;/u&gt;wo dui bu qi ni men arh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway:D this week has been quite &lt;strong&gt;fun. &lt;/strong&gt;yeaa :D ermmm. yest. we got &lt;u&gt;shi pairings.&lt;/u&gt; i shall blog them (: [btw. i am trying to say it acc. to how ma'ams read them :D ehehhe. (: so not bias okay! but then if wrong dun kill me. my memo very bad.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;pooh &amp;&amp;amp; me :D[btw if you still cannot tell who i am by now, i am twee-en , or cow, or chu]^^&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;jung &amp;&amp;amp; melia &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;pinky &amp;&amp;amp; ahpa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;mama &amp;&amp;amp; kathy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;hong &amp;&amp;amp; cong&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;tweeoo &amp;&amp;amp; llama&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think the pairs are good. :D &lt;/strong&gt;really! :D oh btw, the pattern of the above is shitou &amp;&amp;amp; shiwei. (: i like pooh pooh(: charlie'07 sqms (: WE WILL HAVE MO QI RIGHT POOH AND THEN WE WILL GO GO GO OLE OLE OLE! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am shiwei &amp;&amp;amp; longwei (: all the weis. ^^ ahpa also larh but still....... -_- TAILS OF THE WORLD UNITE. ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i am done here. :D tweeoo I Blogged ! ^^ will try to blog more often larh yea. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-375622740387849140?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/375622740387849140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=375622740387849140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/375622740387849140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/375622740387849140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/lala.html' title='lala(:'/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-6422346061536648856</id><published>2007-08-22T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T20:38:01.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eee....so long nv post ler. im doing my maths class discussion worksheet now. aiya i very tired. still need to do my chi tb de crap thingos. anyway...i stayed back after school wif sqms and finish paining my sqd tee. i think its plainly a fashion disaster but mama and tweewah said its cute. aiya nvm. then we went to play ball.....we played volleyball. trying to brush up volleyball skills. then my hand all turn red...so painful. THEN HOR tt lim jing hong throw the ball so far and high...then everytime will heng heng fall at the border at teh court. everytime make us lose. !!! GAH GAH GAH. hmmm. then i targeted for jiayuin cos she most of the time hit the ball to dunno where...and not so bao4 li4 like hong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we slept on the floor and my dear tweewah drank some "heaven's dew". haha so funny. then rite later we went to clean up the table and went home. on the overhead bridge....accordine to meliang, she told me "pupa pupa" or "cocoon cocoon" i cant rmb. but she said she told me alot of times. There was one huge one hanging on the overhead bridge and i nearly walked into it. i screamed at teh top of my voice lor. i bet there were stares. but who cares?!?!?! then later sqms scream also...cos they heard me screaming. later i scold sqms that i nearly walked into it. it was like above my head by a few inches and i was nearly right under it. later it drop onto my head...so disgusting. then later this meliang said...haha u are too short to touch it. i can kiss it. or somth like that la. so mean....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was really funny when i got so paranoid where the ctupid cocoon when coz it was gone when we look from above. at first can see one. then zhuan3 shen1. it disppeared. and according to melia who went up again wif cong to look at the cocoon, it changed its heaight and became even higher. so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO IN FUTURE PLEASE DO NOT GO CLOSE TO A FREAKING STUPID COCOON!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg do math and chinese...bleah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no quotes by ahboy today coz she's not inspired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-6422346061536648856?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/6422346061536648856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=6422346061536648856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/6422346061536648856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/6422346061536648856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/eee.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-1326323164494718955</id><published>2007-08-19T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:22:17.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jeez...im trying to do my Physics SIA and my Language Arts speech thing. Im trying to shorten it coz its too long. GAH! well im trying to skive off here right now coz my printer went out of ink printing my script. Hee hee hee. ya but gotta go back really soon. like NOW!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-1326323164494718955?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/1326323164494718955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=1326323164494718955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/1326323164494718955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/1326323164494718955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/jeez.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-1458484937535697912</id><published>2007-08-15T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T20:35:02.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my legs hurt so so so much. shant complain. well i decided to perservere during drills as its teh last practice we've ever got left before tomorrow's parade :) but i got to wake up so early. reach school by 5.40 then go change U at 5.45. then fall in 6.25. hmm seesm a tight schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the whole school fit into the hall. It felt hot and stuffy. and i was sweating. but luckily it did not end late. So we had enough time to change U and fall in, in time. But then 39ma'ams told us that they were busy wif their chairs and table and told us to stay int eh canteen where there was shade. So cool. But soon ma'ams came down and we fell in. I think the new table and chairs were ok. The blue ws so light and clean like the azure blue sky. But i v. scared of dirtying it. The colour very light. AND! My damn table was so dusty .GOSH. my fingers were like black and had to wash them. Stinking lil fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when we fall in for act. there was only 4 ppl. As my dear twin and camelia had chinese remedial. Well talking abt chinese, i did badly fo it. I so totally flunked my summary. like an 8/20??!??!?!???! crap! i cried when i was in the shower. So melodrama. well is it?! who knows. ah its a secret place where i doubt anyone will barge in. And it will be too noisy with all the water splattering everywhere to hear whether im vrying or not. Its a good spot. Ha i just spilt my secret to each and everyone of you. 这是能说的秘密.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about this show, becky likes the part where lu xiao yu said 是厉害. and then ye xiang lun-of coz its the jay chou whose face i cannot stand, imitated her saying 是厉害. then becky said jaychou was cute. eew. well hopes she does not find out abt this blog. so jessica dun tell her. later she kill me. Up till now guess u and clara who claims she knows abt this blog knows abt this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i suddenly thought of something very very funny thing during act. when i think we were keblakan pusing. MC boots dropped out!!!!!! DROPPED OUT LEH!!!!!! so farni. we were giggling and could hear katherine's laughter. then everyone giggled coz i could see that everyone was like shaking. also when mc boots dropped. it sorta flew for about 25cm from her feet. then she fell out to pick up her boots. haha. then ma'ams told her to fall in. ma'ams also told us to calm down. then ma'am asked us to continue with drills. well i thought drills drove out those hilarious scenes in my mind! XD i hope mc boots dun drop out tomorow...very paiseh der!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then hor during drills, mrs chua pass by and we were asked to greet her. Well it sounded weird. coz we normally say good morning/afternoon/evening? ma'am/sir. but then it was good afternoon mrs chua. ma'am is a single syllabus. mrs chua has 3 syllables. so its poly syllabic rite twin? guess so la. then weird weird de. how to squeeze 3 syllables into a 1 syllable time?? haha nvm no offence. i shall go polish my boots for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahboy's quote for the day:&lt;br /&gt;The human heart feels things the eyes cannot see, and knows what the mind cannot understand. - Robert Vallett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh b4 i post this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I OFFICIALLY ANNOUNCE THAT I HAVE LOST MY GEOG NOTEBOOK!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-1458484937535697912?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/1458484937535697912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=1458484937535697912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/1458484937535697912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/1458484937535697912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-legs-hurt-so-so-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-7275355629467174036</id><published>2007-08-13T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T13:09:54.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have not posted for 2 to 3 days ler...eee so much homework to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so hot right here now. i slept till quite late this morning. oh lazy me. i still got buckets loads more to do. i shall not write it here. i will feel very paiseh der. JEEZ!. i shall attempt to make this a short post as i have many much more to do later. eeeee. my dear twin. pls post or ppl might think i have an imaginary friend that i am talking to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No inspiring quote from ahboy for now.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-7275355629467174036?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/7275355629467174036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=7275355629467174036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/7275355629467174036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/7275355629467174036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-not-posted-for-2-to-3-days-ler.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-4261465370697940529</id><published>2007-08-11T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T20:40:38.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today...after i went somewhere, i went out wif sqms! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to vivo city and we watched 不能说的秘密. I bought popcorn and made a messed out of it. Nvm thats not the point. The point is, please do not sit next to my twin during sad movies, except pinky who can resist her prowess. Halfway throught the movie, she wil og so sweet. The she will suddenly pop our words like 三角恋, so sad.sad romance. Eeyer cant stand it. guohui,pinky and of coz my dear twin cried. meliang teared. I did not shed a single drop of tears. I dun deny the fact that it was a good storyline, but cannot stand the actors esp lu xiao yu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after the movie, we went to the bus interchange cox my dear twin lost her wallet. Hope she is nto badly scolded by her mum. Jeez. Poor twin. Then at te bus interchange...i was talking abt the movie when pinky said. woa u understand ar? i was like ya duh!!!!!!!!!!! then i started explaining to her how the piece of music 路小雨played worked. Probably she din know much abt music tts why she din understand. Then i made a comment saying that 业湘伦dunno how to write la. basically hes jay chou. became 20 years older due to the stupid 路小雨. tt meliang din understnad why. GAH. i enjoyed this movie th emost due to the great element of music. And i think they spent loads trying to find and old antique kind of grand piano that must have cost a great bomb. The movie was nice la. But then i thought they shld reconsider the actors. Haha. Pinky dun scold me. But i thought it was nothing worth to cry for. Well u could say i was hard hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to the interchange. Sqms say i appear to be manly but im actually very girlish. And then pinky said to me in a weird voice"see...im more manlier than you" . ee so scary. hee. then i said pinky looked like a gopher. we took teh stairs down to the hawker centre and pinky was so excited that she could find cockles in her char kway teow. she found 3 and cong found 2. oh we laughed at jay chou cutting cong up in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;after eating, we went shop shop at vivo. looking at shops like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Espirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Armani Xchange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Topshop Topman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ripcurl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mini Toons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Action City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Toy R Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Playground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got scolded at the playground for using their facilities as an overage person.At mini tonns i bought my turtle professor and hung it on my phone. After that we went to the kopitiam downstairs to eat ice kachang. So refreshing. ahhhh...eee i type this post for so long ler. shall up load pics now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BvHgieH87eE/Rrxa-j_rWDI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MuNdZnuglyk/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097048909137270834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BvHgieH87eE/Rrxa-j_rWDI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MuNdZnuglyk/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuxi my dear twin in a weird hat&lt;br /&gt;aiya too lazy to post liao. twin dun post our pic. i dun want. i look so gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspiring quote by ah boy:&lt;br /&gt;No smile is as beautiful as the one that struggles through tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-4261465370697940529?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/4261465370697940529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=4261465370697940529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/4261465370697940529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/4261465370697940529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/today.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BvHgieH87eE/Rrxa-j_rWDI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MuNdZnuglyk/s72-c/Image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-1235927448808988994</id><published>2007-08-07T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T18:06:26.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmph. sianing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahboy you post so much for wat larh. see larh. i like no posts like that. ): rahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph. this blog must be infested with virus. Ahboy throat infection. chu got fever ): today after sci test became 39.1 degree C. ): wasn't too bad this morning larh. so okay AHBOY i flunked the stupid physics test as well. :D woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. sqms take care. keep your erm crane and erm 'tomato' [according to who? melia or hong or some sqm] with you at all times :D BLESS YOU GD HEALTH (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and erm. 90th anniversary parade sqm jiayou[shoots. must go prepare u.] ! :D chuxi will love you all always. let's jiayou for tmr (: if youall not feeling well must say hor. :D [erm KATHERINE NAY YAUNG DUN LAUGH LAUGH LIAO ORH. -_- make me laugh also]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise a lot of ppl sick from fri. pinky fever. i fever. my gg classmate [ahboy yes, junelee] also fever. WOOTS. ahahah. this proves that 90th anniversary parade is not easy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou to wednesday sqms who are running :D AND sqms who are marshalling. (: AIYARH ): I CANNOT GO MARSHALLING LARH WHAT CRAP. ): i should have fought harder against my PE rep. ): but cannot larh she my shi mei. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. that's abt. it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chu want to act cheem also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuxiology: when everything fails, look around you for sqms who will offer you an insipiring &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jiayou!(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;go batch 40 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-1235927448808988994?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/1235927448808988994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=1235927448808988994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/1235927448808988994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/1235927448808988994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/hmph.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-3825515996099464699</id><published>2007-08-07T07:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:09:11.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just ate my medicine and im feeling super drowsy. Can't work on my R and at all. GAH! Hm i find tt i love to say grrr. gah. and aww. i feel sad coz i did like so so so badly fot my math test. Shall not post my marks here coz its too lousy. My science physics test totally was easy today according to some smart alec in my class but i think i totally screwed it. JEEZ. so im kinda out of sorts today. Practically, i am out of sorts everyday. Nvm leave me to be emo. I totally slacked during IT today coz i was feeling to down. And i din know how to use dreamweaver coz like i missed the previous lesson. CRAP! My life is a miserable lil thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my horrid science test, i asked jeraldine today if i needed to write out the whole word gravitational potebtial energy everytime i had calculation involved with that, instead of writing just g.p.e. She said just write out the whole word la, lazy bum. She called me a lazy bum and a bummer?!?!? wat hao2 jie3 mei4 is that hur?!?! im going after u jeraldine. Calling u a bummer. HEE anyway. jeraldine there is parade rehearsal for me tomorrow. So you probably have it too tomorrow JIAYOU bah! As i type this post, i find that i always put a full stop after another punctuation besides full stop. But i always delete it in the end. FOR e.g !. ?. ?!. so weird rite. hai.i think i have no talent in malay. i like scored 6 out of 10 for a dictation. HM lemme teach you some malay. dearies out there, ice-cream is spelt as ais-krim. its exotic accrding to jessica. and chocolate is coklat! haha. i cant remember the rest though. oh oh one more. MEE goreng is MI goreng. so funny i thought the word MEE was already malay. Ha guess i was wrong. Jessica says she coming to tag this blog. She stole a look of the URL during IT lesson as i was trying to rip the code nvm. ha she betta to so. *blink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts all for now......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahboy trying to act cheem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet is the dream, divinely sweet, when absent souls in fancy meet.&lt;br /&gt;-Sir Thomas More&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-3825515996099464699?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/3825515996099464699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=3825515996099464699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/3825515996099464699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/3825515996099464699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-just-ate-my-medicine-and-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-5787889692312383679</id><published>2007-08-05T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T16:38:56.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOHO. you see larh ahboy. POOH CUT HER POLISHING CLOTH FOR YOU MEANS SHE LOVE YOU OKAY. :D you all should reconcile. breakup for wat. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. :D REBUBBLED IS FUN. :D i love rebubbled. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyos ahboy i am sick too. down with fever. :X see. i knew i shouldn't have slept at 4 on friday morning. ): after act. i was SO TIRED. din even have energy change u. *looks at pinky* you also right pinky. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my boots caused me to have blister at my ankle there. BECOME BIGGER WHEN I REACHED HOME): now it covers like the whole of my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my daddy commented that ermm. wat arh. yea. that my feet always kenna something one lar. HAHA.  i agree. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm. QUIZ COM SQMS AND MA'AMS ARE PRO CAN. :D i don't think i might be able to handle that work load. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. sqms are all falling sick nowadays. tsktsk. must all take care lah. stop kicking your blankie [blushes] AND STOP STOP STOP STOP erm. erm. erm. erm SLEEPING LATE! yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. okay. so yes. i am off. ooi  ahboy i got blog one also okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-5787889692312383679?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/5787889692312383679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=5787889692312383679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5787889692312383679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/5787889692312383679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-7556607368637169851</id><published>2007-08-04T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T20:34:45.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chuxi. i am sick. Oh gosh. my throat is inflamed as i have expected. I feel so down. You know rite, i went home and tried polishing with my kiwi and it does not work. I so love your kiwi. Can let me polish wif it???? :) i going to play rebubbled now. i cant study. i ate my medicine and im like drowsy now!&lt;br /&gt;hope you get well soon mate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-7556607368637169851?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/7556607368637169851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=7556607368637169851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/7556607368637169851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/7556607368637169851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/chuxi.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-9170511196375804175</id><published>2007-08-03T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T20:32:49.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to chuxi and perhaps yingyun</title><content type='html'>i shall blog abt today as usual. Day started off with chinese debate sabbats. my team lost. wtv! nvm. then i had lunch with jeraldine and pinky. then later jeraldine went off and i was alone with pinky when suddenly 越来越多sqms came over. We started talking lots of crap. And i was named Squirtle(a pokemon) .well i think every sqms is named after a pokemon. squirtle is like a turtle and they named me after that becoz shiyun ma'am said i looked like 乌龟博士and sqms call me turtle professor. So tts how i got my name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during e module, we spent like 10 min peer assessing and filling in the feedback form. Then me chuxi and camelia played bubble struggle 2. So fun. Then after tt we went to polish boots. I so thank chuxi for that. I learnt the art of polishing boots. So i hope it will be liang4. :) then xiao xiong wei ni cut a piece of her cloth for me! so sweet. awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went for CIP. i was quite afraid at fist, but i learnt to loosen up. It was tiring really. But it was ok la. Sorta ended early. Then i changed into half-U to go for act. We did not practise for parade today . We did drills. And nearing the end of act, we did blind drills and voice training. Woo hoo. Actually ma'am asked us what we wanted. And then kathy and chuxi said sqd talk. Left wif only 15 min. Talk wat?!?! I wanted voice training. Im quite soft i think. And then dunno why, there was confusion and we did blind drills instead. It was so funny. We ended up so different places. The first round was kathy was standing next to me. We were directly opposite chuxi. Then the 2nd time we were like at 3 very different locations. we sorta of executed individual commands, coz we were during different actions simultaneously. I think ma'am was quite tired to prevent us from banging into the different obstacles. Oh ya. Ma'am said i marched diagonally, towards e toilet!!!! im so unique! haha! im being lame la. In simple words, im just stupid and can't march straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the happy moments in act, there were sad moments as well. Pinky was feeling quite unwell and she fell out. She look quite dishevelled though. Oh then act ended. we went to get wallet bag and changed out of U. After that, pinky started playing wheel of fortune on chu's phone which of coa, i joined in later. Then later quiz com the sqms came back. And the dance de too. Then one by one we left. cam and mc first. Pinky next i think. (or vice versa).  then it was jiayuin then me. i went on my mum's car and i was feeling tired. my throat is infected and swollen i think. GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha tts teh end of Yingsiu's exciting day in school！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know who i am by reading this post. Or not i will bish you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-9170511196375804175?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/9170511196375804175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=9170511196375804175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/9170511196375804175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/9170511196375804175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/dedicated-to-chuxi-and-perhaps-yingyun.html' title='Dedicated to chuxi and perhaps yingyun'/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-1206959249198845892</id><published>2007-08-02T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:16:02.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am supposed to do my chinese debate script again noe. But i shall do it later. I shall crap here. Wee i feel so high today! Ehhh...i forgot what i wanted to blog about. :x No more test this week. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;Haha i shall now talk about my sabbaticals. Hmmm me and chuxi did e-module. We practically finished everything and we only need to do this few things tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;-Do peer assessment online of other's works&lt;br /&gt;-Fill in feedback or evaluation form&lt;br /&gt;-Play bubble struggle&lt;br /&gt;-Go for CIP&lt;br /&gt;-Go for act afterwards&lt;br /&gt;I like playing buble struggle2 but i always die T_T. Im so sorry chuxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i feel so sad. I feel like i 对不起 Katherine. She did not get into council. Im really sad. This is sodepressing. How can they do that. Dont cry ler la Kathy. SQMS 永远支持你!!!!!! Hm. i doubt you will ever read this. I have problem finding this blog on blogsearch. GAH. But nvm. Anonymity(is this how u spell it?) is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's act was ok. Nothing unusual just that its our 1st act with 39ma'ams ever since 38ma'ams passed out. Am i right? I think so. I find that i cant count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As im typing this post. My fantuan is sitting happily next to my com. Also i find that i type very slowly with many typo errors lor. JEEZ. But i look at my fantuan and smile :) I named my fantuan but shall not post it here. I will feel paiseh de!  *nods heavily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to finish my debate script soon. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ahboy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-1206959249198845892?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/1206959249198845892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=1206959249198845892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/1206959249198845892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/1206959249198845892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-supposed-to-do-my-chinese-debate.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-959018790421885205</id><published>2007-08-01T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T18:39:01.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't understand why must me study history???i think it is quite interesting but it is tiring to learn all the dates :X&lt;br /&gt;Today i stayed back in school. Then when i went home with sqms, i was listening to 98.7Fm. OnMonday, when i was going home from clementi interchange after dry shoot, i was listening to it as well. The songs had funny lyrics and i started laughing. So i think i looked like a mad person.&lt;br /&gt;Then on tuesday, i went for live shoot. I was very nervous. Basically my whole hand was shaking and i forgot to do what teh Sirs told us during dry shoot. I forgot to close my non dominant eye, i forgot to catch 1st pressure (though i tried a few times) and my hands were shaking as i fired off and unload/reload the bullets. BISH. Then the sir who was there asked me not to aim so long. Ok. I think i took quite long as i was very nervous. But this is my first time kays. Must forgive me mah. *blink*  After live shoot, we changed in the toilet when suddenly our teacher came in and wanted to use the toilet. Sqms and i screamed coz we were like erm, changing. but nvm, nth lose la. But basically, i think it is a good experience, how many people get to hold a gun and shoot?!?!?! Jeez, i thought my shooting skills could have been improved. And i think i will attempt not to be so nervous in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to today, i was walking along the corridor listening to the radio. Then i was like, hey chuxi wanna liasten to a bit. She was like anything la. Then i let her listen, then she say...aiyo so boring, make me feel like sleeping. Where got lor, the radio was airing some soft rock music. Its soft rock, how can it be so boring. Rock and Roll! Then later when we walking at the overhead bridge, sqms decided to test me on some chinese singers and let me name some of their songs. Apparently i could name at least some songs for Jay chou. But i gave mostly half of the song name. But i could not get past JJ Lin de songs. I had to rack my brains man. Paiseh la sqms, i dunno a lot of chinese songs. And my chinese is like so lan. Bet you all would have died laughing at me during my debate chinese sabbats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sqms say i have an american accent when i speak English. Apparently, according to guo hui, it just "pops" out suddenly when i talk. &gt;.&lt; Then now they say, the american accent territory has expanded to the Chinese Language territory T.T so gua(modified from chu's dua) lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very long post and i shall continue to study for my History test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU SQUADMATES!!!!! *ting* a halo appears above my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-959018790421885205?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/959018790421885205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=959018790421885205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/959018790421885205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/959018790421885205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-dont-understand-why-must-me-study.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-3784706190533782518</id><published>2007-08-01T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T17:20:10.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall try to post now at home. Hm i shall talk crap.i fell tired and i should be studying my history for tomorrow's history test. Hai....i shall go and blog about today later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-3784706190533782518?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/3784706190533782518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=3784706190533782518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/3784706190533782518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/3784706190533782518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-shall-try-to-post-now-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100768388346080222.post-2986338067760150990</id><published>2007-08-01T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T19:15:45.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;look here! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS IS THE FIRST EVER POST ON THIS BLOG! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it is from no other than me! :D yelps in delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ask why me and ahboy are fake twins. SHE INSIST THAT WE ARE. bwahahah. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we are having this blog cause ahboy wants a blog. :X like that i sure die liao. so many blogs here and there. :X CRIES IN MISERY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sqms you all link erh. although i have not much confidence abt keeping tis blog alive. BUT ahboy says she will make sure she keeps this alive. WOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahboy. you must be a boy of your words and post often arh. cause i wldn't post often here. muahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm. so yea. i've set up everything. now you write. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see yea. Oh yesh. don't use american accent on our blog. pouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i announce that this is the end of first post. *applause*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;-CHUXI! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100768388346080222-2986338067760150990?l=we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/feeds/2986338067760150990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9100768388346080222&amp;postID=2986338067760150990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/2986338067760150990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100768388346080222/posts/default/2986338067760150990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://we-are-fake-twins.blogspot.com/2007/07/woots.html' title='woots'/><author><name>40</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
