<?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-1003772110284335102</id><updated>2011-04-23T04:35:46.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found a better place</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-3947903891138314759</id><published>2007-11-29T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T21:44:38.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;and i don't really care what i write here anymore &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;because personally i REALLY WANT TO DEACTIVATE THIS BLOG..&lt;br /&gt;but all my old posts.. would be all wasted..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still want to read my old posts.. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to blog&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but what is there to blog about?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH NEVERMIND i'm going off to that somewhere else to blog again =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'VE ACHIEVED THE x5 posts per month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so TOODLES.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-3947903891138314759?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/3947903891138314759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=3947903891138314759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/3947903891138314759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/3947903891138314759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/11/goodbye.html' title='GOODBYE'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-6855246723750294458</id><published>2007-11-29T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T21:42:52.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orang asli</title><content type='html'>Orang asli.&lt;br /&gt;I pity them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY HAVE NOT HEARD OF AIRCOND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ish i'm a spoil brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aish we had to walk 7km up and 7km down the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;DO THE MATH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 14 KILOMETRES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the hot sun&lt;br /&gt;i got sunburnt&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOBSTER =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean fell in the waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else played in the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to 7 eleven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT'S ABOUT IT. THANK YOU THANK YOU&lt;br /&gt;i hate blogging here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do love blogging somewhere else =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALA byes/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-6855246723750294458?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/6855246723750294458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=6855246723750294458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6855246723750294458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6855246723750294458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/11/orang-asliy.html' title='Orang asli'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-2423562735272053549</id><published>2007-11-29T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T21:35:06.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE.</title><content type='html'>Have things been hard and busy these few days.. you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I'm blogging is because I want to keep to the x5 post per month thing&lt;br /&gt;or i would have deactivated this blog already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one reads it anyway but SO WHAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ishx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a new one and I'm STUCK THERE. SERVES EVERYONE RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtheck was that? lol =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astronomy Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17/11/07&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ALSO A SPECIAL DAY =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both starting with As..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD REALLY KNOWS HOW TO PLAN LIVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY LORD JESUS CHRIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Lord bless you and keep you&lt;br /&gt;The Lord shine his face upon and be gracious unto you.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-2423562735272053549?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/2423562735272053549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=2423562735272053549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2423562735272053549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2423562735272053549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/11/update.html' title='UPDATE.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-740685996666973437</id><published>2007-11-29T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T21:32:37.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABCDEFG</title><content type='html'>I found this on Harold's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know the meaning of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ABCDEFG&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;A Boy Can Do Everything For Girl.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reverse the meaning of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;GFEDCBA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Girl Forget Everything Done &amp;amp; Catches new Boy Again.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO UNTRUE!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-740685996666973437?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/740685996666973437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=740685996666973437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/740685996666973437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/740685996666973437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/11/abcdefg.html' title='ABCDEFG'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-1785278115366572768</id><published>2007-11-04T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T16:48:52.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through a rapist's eyes</title><content type='html'>Through a Rapist's Eyes (NoJoke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is important formation for females of ALL ages .&lt;br /&gt;When this was sent to me, I was told to forward it to my lady friends,but I forwarded it to most everyone in my address book. My men friends have  female friends and this information is too important to miss someone. Please pass it along.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interviewed on what.they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun, braid or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed . They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair . Women with short hair are not common targets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who's clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around specifically to cut clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) They also look for women on their cell phone , searching through their purse, or doing other activities while walking because they are off-guard and can be easily overpowered. 4) Men are most likely to attack &amp;amp; rape in the early morning, between 5: 00a.m. and 8:30a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The number one place women are abducted from/attacked is grocery,store, parking lots .    &lt;br /&gt;Number two: is office parking lots/garages.    &lt;br /&gt;Number three: is public restrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to another location where they don't have to worry about getting caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Only 2% said they carried weapons because rape carries a 3-5 year sentence but rape with a weapon is 15-20 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn't worth it because it will be time-consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas , or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you're not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Several defense mechanisms he taught us are:&lt;br /&gt;If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question , like what time is it, or make general small talk: "I can't believe it is so cold out here," "we're in for a bad winter." Now you've seen their face and could identify them in a line-up; you lose appeal as a target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) If someone is coming toward you , hold out your hands in front of you and yell STOP or STAY BACK ! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they'd leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back . Again, they are looking for an EASY target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes) , yell I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) If someone grabs you , you can't beat them with strength but you can by outsmarting them If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm (between the elbow and armpit) OR in the upper inner thigh VERY VERY HARD .One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands - the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it - it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) After the initial hit, always GO for the GROIN . I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy's parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you'll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble and He's out of there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) When the guy puts his hands up to you , grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure,and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings , take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don't dismiss it, go with your instincts!!!You may feel a little silly at the time, but you'd feel much worse if the guy really was trouble. &lt;br /&gt;1 . Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body.If you are close enough to use it, do!&lt;br /&gt;2. Learned this from a tourist guide in New Orleans :     If a robber asks foryour wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM . Toss it away from you....chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you, and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car, kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won't see you, but everybody else will. This has saved lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping, eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc.) DON'T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side, put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU GET INTO YOUR CAR,LOCK THE DOORS AND LEAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone is in the car with a gun to your head DO NOT DRIVE OFF!!repeat: DO NOT DRIVE OFF! Instead gun the engine and speed into anything,wrecking the car. Your Air Bag will save you. If the person is in the back seat they will get the worst of it. As soon as the car crashes bail out and run. It is better than having them find your body in a remote location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot or parking garage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.) Be aware: Look around you, look into your car, at the passenger side floor, and in the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;B.) If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.&lt;br /&gt;C.) Look at the car parked on the driver's side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car,you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot. This is especially true at NIGHT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN!The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times. And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN, preferably in a zigzag pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP! It may get you raped or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking,well-educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked "for help" into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Another Safety Point: Someone just told me that her friend heard a crying baby on her porch the night before last, and she called the police because it was late and she thought it was weird. The police told her"Whatever you do, DO NOT open the door. "The lady then said that it sounded like the baby had crawled near a window, and she was worried that it would crawl to the street and get run over. The policeman said, "We already have a unit on the way, whatever you do, DO NOT open the door." He told her that they think a serial killer has a baby's cry recorded and uses it to coax women out of their homes thinking that someone dropped off a baby. He said they have not verified it , but have had several calls by women saying that they hear baby's cries outside their doors when they're home alone at night. Please pass this on and DO NOT open the door for a crying baby ---- This should be taken seriously because the Crying Baby theory was mentioned on America's Most Wanted this past Saturday when they profiled the serial killer in Louisiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like you to forward this to all the women you know. It may save a life.A candle is not dimmed by lighting another candle. I was going to send this to the ladies only, but guys, if you love your mothers, wives, sisters,daughters, etc., you may want to pass it on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-1785278115366572768?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/1785278115366572768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=1785278115366572768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1785278115366572768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1785278115366572768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/11/through-rapists-eyes.html' title='Through a rapist&apos;s eyes'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-8824060175877349309</id><published>2007-10-31T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T18:04:37.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hah.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah .&lt;br /&gt;just noticed that I only barely scraped in 5 posts this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol but all in all&lt;br /&gt;if you add 10+ and a 5 you get a TEEN number&lt;br /&gt;means I've been blogging OKAY. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wink*wink* I'm blogging..&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO the 31st of October. It's Tiffany LING's from KL, daughter of UNCLE GEORGE AND SIEW CHING, not Tiffany Chau.. birthday today&lt;br /&gt;aka my cousin =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYBODY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A CELEBRATION IN SCHOOL!!&lt;br /&gt;past few years the school has been organizing open days on Halloween,&lt;br /&gt;year after year I've not been able to go.&lt;br /&gt;THIS YEAR, when I'm ALLOWED to go.. they decide not to hold one&lt;br /&gt;oh, i think 2 or 3 years ago too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK it's because of an incident&lt;br /&gt;an &lt;strong&gt;OPEN SECRET&lt;/strong&gt; in school&lt;br /&gt;school secret, shall not be spread out in the open.. nanananananana =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yue ding.&lt;br /&gt;outdated song. but I'm hooked to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE EVERYONE OFF SOMEWHERE ELSE&lt;br /&gt;promise to blog &lt;strong&gt;properly&lt;/strong&gt; when I get the time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA JUST REALISED I SPENT ABOUT 2 minutes on that?&lt;br /&gt;hehehe people gona kill me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-8824060175877349309?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/8824060175877349309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=8824060175877349309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8824060175877349309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8824060175877349309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/10/hah.html' title=''/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-4398880294059348304</id><published>2007-10-22T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T18:07:38.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wooossshh =)</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates. like seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I can only reach 5 posts for this month..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry sorry =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was Pat's birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave him a teddy bear.. orangish brown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAN'T SEE THE BEAR'S EYES!! hahahaha =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't have a picture of it though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124100175839487042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rxx19hZt5EI/AAAAAAAAASE/-d6w0qiX5tI/s320/14716.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SORRY AGAIN for the lack of updates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have been busy.. someplace else =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right now i gtg study mrs. ignatious' science and puan zalyah's homework &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-4398880294059348304?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/4398880294059348304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=4398880294059348304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4398880294059348304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4398880294059348304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/10/wooossshh.html' title='wooossshh =)'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rxx19hZt5EI/AAAAAAAAASE/-d6w0qiX5tI/s72-c/14716.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-521093156886195019</id><published>2007-10-22T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T17:25:32.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>red button</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/games/bigred/bigred.swf" height="350" width="350"&gt;&lt;embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/games/bigred/"&gt;Put The Big Red Button on your site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-521093156886195019?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/521093156886195019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=521093156886195019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/521093156886195019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/521093156886195019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/10/red-button.html' title='red button'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-5002598958087457398</id><published>2007-10-17T15:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T21:48:13.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;anniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;whose? - secret-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fast yeah.&lt;br /&gt;how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Japan now. The keyboard is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; effin difficult to type..&lt;br /&gt;it's different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYO. i shouldn't be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ACROSS THE WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday it's Pat's birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Xing Yao to help me buy a present..&lt;br /&gt;I left him a happy card note in Kumon.. I gave it to Xing XIn.. i hope she remembers to give it to him.I hope he gets the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAO everyone.. sorry for the lack of updates..&lt;br /&gt;i gtg now.. people scolding cuz I'm not allowed to use the hotel computer for too long.&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-5002598958087457398?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/5002598958087457398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=5002598958087457398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5002598958087457398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5002598958087457398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/10/anniversary.html' title='anniversary'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-4924466982924983481</id><published>2007-10-02T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T17:58:04.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My letter is E</title><content type='html'>It's harder than it looks!&lt;br /&gt;Once you've been tagged, you HAVE to do it. Then tag the person you wish to see sit for this.&lt;br /&gt;Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following. They have to be real places, names, and things. Nothing made up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to use different answers if the person before you had the same first initial. You CAN'T use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Name: Evelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four words: everyday, every, evening, evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy Name: Evans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Name: Elaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occupation: Engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something found in a kitchen: eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you shout: EEE YERRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you look for in a guy/ girl: everlasting love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you can wear: ear ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that is in your room: eraser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you try it!!! repost with "my letter is __"&lt;br /&gt;errh. I tag whoever wants to try =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-4924466982924983481?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/4924466982924983481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=4924466982924983481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4924466982924983481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4924466982924983481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-letter-is-e.html' title='My letter is E'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-1482949147931722713</id><published>2007-09-25T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T19:40:32.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Tiffany.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TIFFANY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time you used to like read my blog... but i haven't been updating much.. so I don't know if you still read it or not.&lt;br /&gt;oh well doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAU MEI LING&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so funny you know.&lt;br /&gt;your surname is like CHAU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine is like flip the two last letters CHUA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**gasp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could we be LONG LOST cousins?&lt;br /&gt;aiyoyoyo LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one from Malaysia one from US.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, may you have a BLASTED birthday!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-1482949147931722713?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/1482949147931722713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=1482949147931722713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1482949147931722713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1482949147931722713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-tiffany.html' title='Happy birthday Tiffany.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-6274058829335952251</id><published>2007-09-20T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:08:38.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic strip</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112283070575838290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RvJ6XdzqhFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/lZmTrOb42No/s320/image0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112284320411321538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RvJ7gNzqhMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/N9tzyKbyO0o/s320/image00211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112283074870805634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RvJ6XtzqhII/AAAAAAAAAQM/mt8FzV23_P4/s320/image0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112284320411321554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RvJ7gNzqhNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/VB53iydQ1iM/s320/image00412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112283074870805618" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RvJ7s9zqhRI/AAAAAAAAARU/5jGUPvl1TNo/s320/image01313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RvJ7s9zqhSI/AAAAAAAAARc/-LLXVavqKzM/s1600-h/image01414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112284539454653730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RvJ7s9zqhSI/AAAAAAAAARc/-LLXVavqKzM/s320/image01414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Whatever your cross, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;whatever your pain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;there will always be sunshine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;after the rain ....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Perhaps you may stumble, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;perhaps even fall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But God's always ready, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To answer your call ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;He knows every heartache, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;sees every tear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;A word from His lips, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;can calm every fear ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Your sorrows may linger, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;throughout the night, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But suddenly vanish, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;in dawn's early light .....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;The Savior is waiting, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;somewhere above, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;To give you His grace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;and send you His love ....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Whatever your cross, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;whatever your pain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"God always sends rainbows ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;after the rain ... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-6274058829335952251?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/6274058829335952251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=6274058829335952251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6274058829335952251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6274058829335952251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/09/comic-strip.html' title='Comic strip'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RvJ6XdzqhFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/lZmTrOb42No/s72-c/image0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-125992152859881893</id><published>2007-09-19T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T23:17:40.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lacking =)=)</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of recent updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been friendstering and msn-ing.. so most of you guys are already updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been blogging somewhere else also maa =)&lt;a href="http://sarangheyo-pat.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see if you're there.&lt;br /&gt;I think I picked.. i dono? can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHORT POST YEAH. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go sleep early X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-125992152859881893?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/125992152859881893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=125992152859881893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/125992152859881893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/125992152859881893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/09/lacking.html' title='lacking =)=)'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-6530156355438541477</id><published>2007-09-15T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:56:13.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They're a dying breed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;They're a dying breed. you'd be lucky if you find one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;bold italic those that you have come across&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; in blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; leave those that you haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To every guy that's said, "I love you." in front of all his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that gives flowers and a card when she is sick.&lt;br /&gt;To every guy who has given her flowers just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that said he would die for her.&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that really would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that did what she wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that cried in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that she cried in front of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To every guy that holds hands with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that kisses her with meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To every guy that hugs her when she's sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town (or across the state) to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that believed in her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that would have done anything so she could achieve them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that never laughed at her when she told him her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To every guy who would give their jacketup for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To every guy that would give his seat up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to see her for ten minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To every guy that tried to show how much he cared through every word and every breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy who just wants her to be happy in life and enjoy her life with him together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that just wants to cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy who told his secrets to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To every guy that walked her to her car. (or rather her mom's car)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To every guy who prays that she is happy even if he is not with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is so sweet! XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;To every guy that gave his heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-6530156355438541477?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/6530156355438541477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=6530156355438541477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6530156355438541477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6530156355438541477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/09/theyre-dying-breed.html' title='They&apos;re a dying breed.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-2183300395644812901</id><published>2007-09-13T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T20:25:23.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>messes</title><content type='html'>OOSH like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; do I have to stick my head into such a situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did I choose to get involved in such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did I want to go around like &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did I not realise I was doing such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did I drag SOO many people into this &lt;strong&gt;mess.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; did I not think about what would happen when I was around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; did I not think about HIM when I became&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just&lt;/strong&gt; a sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did I lure HIM into such a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did I point him off in the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt; direction&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by pointing HIM off, others &lt;em&gt;followed&lt;/em&gt; suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so hard.&lt;br /&gt;Don't fall for someone just because they fell for you first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lies will hurt him but the truth will kill him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this I changed, Allie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. I just can't hurt you. I can't tell you how I feel, when you've already told me how you've felt.&lt;br /&gt;I can't do this anymore, yet I can't end it.&lt;br /&gt;OOSH.. it's so painful for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'd rather endure the pain myself.. then share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot continue, but I don't know how to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't stop.. other people will feel hurt.&lt;br /&gt;If I stop.. you'd be the one hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I can't afford to get anyone hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Allie: yea, when is it gonna end? its gonna end NOW! this very moment~!! it's super hard but it's not like we have a choice right? it's either we let go of him or God. we can't serve both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oosh. it's just so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't like you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because I love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't be THAT ONE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because I'm related to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't have taught you love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when it was your mom who gave birth to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(and God who created you)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will I (or you) let go?&lt;br /&gt;it's gotta stop now. like Allie said.&lt;br /&gt;it's gotta end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-2183300395644812901?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/2183300395644812901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=2183300395644812901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2183300395644812901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2183300395644812901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/09/messes.html' title='messes'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-8183966162174482053</id><published>2007-09-13T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T20:12:32.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relationships.</title><content type='html'>I read this post like a few times already.&lt;br /&gt;and everytime I read it, I still feel how to say.. secure. =)&lt;br /&gt;I love you Allie! haha. thank you so much for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people should read it too. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pieces-of-everything.blogspot.com/2007/09/flames-to-dust-lovers-to-friends-why-do.html"&gt;http://pieces-of-everything.blogspot.com/2007/09/flames-to-dust-lovers-to-friends-why-do.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm promoting Allie's blog man!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohooshh.. I have to update more =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-8183966162174482053?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/8183966162174482053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=8183966162174482053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8183966162174482053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8183966162174482053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/09/relationships.html' title='relationships.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-2145268282753314924</id><published>2007-09-10T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:57:28.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a title</title><content type='html'>I've forgotten the feeling and meaning of being in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've leaned on the Lord.. seriously asked him to talk to me.. like the way he talks to Moses.&lt;br /&gt;Joash once said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God didn't answer you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or you didn't listen hard enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those few words really brought an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;IMPACT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening, I'm praying really hard.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also praying that somehow, i could make a change in life.&lt;br /&gt;some SMALL contribution that requires all of my effort, enough demands to knock me off my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I've got one, or rather more than one. Somehow, I THINK it's what I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Kian Seng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I pick Option &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta draw strength and endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how, I don't know how long, I don't know when.&lt;br /&gt;but I do know where. and why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me people, be you christians or not.&lt;br /&gt;and I'll pray for you too, regardless though, if you think of me or not. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat gave me this =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/bkaYnuFF98/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/bkaYnuFF98/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;THOUGH, I have no idea what it means. that guy sings chinese wayy too fast for me.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-2145268282753314924?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/2145268282753314924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=2145268282753314924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2145268282753314924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2145268282753314924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-need-title.html' title='I need a title'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-6128677437008810337</id><published>2007-09-10T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T18:52:21.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaa</title><content type='html'>it's SO hard mann.. to think of titles. like REALLY hard.&lt;br /&gt;cuz for one reason i really SUCK at looking for titles.&lt;br /&gt;(Lee Tian Zhang told me suck isn't a bad word.. so ohwell =] )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know who ROCKS at choosing titles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Allie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zenna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously man! like Allie's titles are &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;long and superbly nice&lt;/span&gt;... they make you grin and smile&lt;br /&gt;and when you see Zenna's titles all you can do is &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;open your mouth and go WHOA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. SO COOL man! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAS reading blogs just now... then i kinda came back to my blog and saw that I haven't updated for like more than a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also realised..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like almost EVERYONE hasn't been updating that often&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry yeah, been rather lazy, and like.. don't really know what to talk about. =)&lt;br /&gt;nothing really interesting happening these few days&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been onlining, chatting&lt;br /&gt;school's.. well not the same.&lt;br /&gt;miss my friends lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall post some "interesting" things then.&lt;br /&gt;haha during DT like Anushka, Ellen, and Amiera all went to hide under the table during DT, cuz like work was given and NOT A SINGLE person except Kian Seng (boy I'm getting lazy.. hehe) did the work.. and i'm GUESSING it was coursework.. so the three of them hoped that Mr. Elvin (boy he's BORING) wouldn't notice them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Oskar like caught this HUGE bug (Zenna would hate it) and released it under the table.. and all three of them just like JUMPED out mann. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;would be WAY MORE FUN if only Kathleen, Zenna, and Elaine were there.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. wish classes would un-split themselves =)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i heard also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHY ARE KATHLEEN LEE YAN LING AND (ANTHONY) LEE TIAN ZHANG LEAVING??!?!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so saddening mann.. like everyone's left or leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Sammie left.&lt;br /&gt;Allie left.&lt;br /&gt;Bryan's leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Nicole and Jason's leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen and Tian are leaving.&lt;br /&gt;who else..? haiz.&lt;br /&gt;sucks mann..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa. gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;mom killing me.. haha =)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all mann!! for being there for me.. etc etc.. ohwell =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: hi pat =) [not like he's reading or anything]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-6128677437008810337?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/6128677437008810337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=6128677437008810337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6128677437008810337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6128677437008810337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/09/hahaa.html' title='hahaa'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-7426323704420992243</id><published>2007-09-01T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T23:59:47.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merdeka!</title><content type='html'>haha. Independence Day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda great you know.. Malaysia.. 50 YEARS of independence.. must be a HUGE day for Malaysians..&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. I'm a Malaysian,, RIGHT? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were like FIREWORKS in Polo Ground.. and my house is SOO NEAR? but i didn't go and see.. haha&lt;br /&gt;stayed home WHOLE DAY =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105265508814944162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RtmL7nD396I/AAAAAAAAAOw/m-1gMe6LwH8/s400/merdeka5yv.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was onlining with Kathleen and Tian yesterday LATE.. haha.. their internet connection got prob wann haha =)&lt;br /&gt;i guess they didn't see either?? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell shortpost.. gona go chat now, now that people are FINALLY coming online.. even though it's 10 minutes to 12am =)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED MERDEKA,, MALAYSIA!!! =]=]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles~&lt;br /&gt;evee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-7426323704420992243?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/7426323704420992243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=7426323704420992243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7426323704420992243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7426323704420992243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/09/merdeka.html' title='Merdeka!'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RtmL7nD396I/AAAAAAAAAOw/m-1gMe6LwH8/s72-c/merdeka5yv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-286509483196582163</id><published>2007-09-01T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:30:06.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school =)=)=)</title><content type='html'>School is a BLAST =)&lt;br /&gt;after 4 weeks of holiday.. we can like FINALLY do something.. I mean the holidays were boring! ish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well sleeping early is one thing..&lt;br /&gt;but for someone whose parents expect loads of is kinda LOUSY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I did was like do this do that nothing fun at all.. the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thing that happened in my holiday is that I can use the computer.&lt;br /&gt;hmph. such fun! ohhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading Grace's blog just now. hmm I wonder yahh.. where she got to watch &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;High School Musical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Hairspray&lt;/span&gt; from.. I have to wait like for it to go on TV first.. haha&lt;br /&gt;IMPATIENT LAHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh back to topic~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is REALLY great. =)&lt;br /&gt;I get to see EVERYONE again..&lt;br /&gt;but i STILL miss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really ducks mann!! (ducks =]) ishx. Year 9 SPLIT classes lehh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like NO ONE really is (i guess no one.. i didn't hear anyone happy bout it) satisfied.. or HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;the girls are separated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY miss &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/screamc0uture"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zenna the &lt;em&gt;GORGEOUS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/retardationn"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Kath the &lt;strong&gt;ohsocute'n'funny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Elaine the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;crazy=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;offpt.. and then.. who else in Year 9A..? there were 4 girls I think.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell shall edit when I remember.. but I guess there's only 3 then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pshf and I read &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/retardationn"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Kath&amp;amp;Zenna's blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;just now.. Kath's mom DIDN'T WANT her to change classes.. like WHY lahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone in Year 9A lehh..&lt;br /&gt;Zenna&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen&lt;br /&gt;Elaine&lt;br /&gt;Bryan (oh yes Bryan)&lt;br /&gt;Didi (Ishallgethischair)&lt;br /&gt;Anand (haha anand)&lt;br /&gt;erhh I can't think right now... short term memory loss&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;br /&gt;Min Seung Ho&lt;br /&gt;James (haha)&lt;br /&gt;Maverick?? (hi Amiera)&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. I got poor memory.. who else was in Year 8...&lt;br /&gt;erhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell shall add more names when I remember haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOSH.. I just remembered.. yesterday was Merdeka!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall post another post =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn.. cul8on&lt;br /&gt;** i learnt it from a nancy drew book.. yes I'm OUTDATED =]*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-286509483196582163?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/286509483196582163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=286509483196582163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/286509483196582163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/286509483196582163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/09/school.html' title='school =)=)=)'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-474593124205574205</id><published>2007-08-24T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:31:03.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break up</title><content type='html'>OMGosh.. I just got news from Kian Seng that Year 9 is REALLY splitting classes.. as in the teachers were REALLY SERIOUS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and according to him.. the classes are separated by NAMES.. dono if surname.. nickname.. whatever name.. birthcert name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT OHgosh lahh I don't want to split classes. Bcooz then the classes will not be as fun.. the teachers will smile LESS.. AAAND the girls don't get to be with each other anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrong lahh... haizz.. I'm gona MISS everyone. haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand SCHOOL is officially starting next Monday... after four weeks.. I guess it's cool.. after being STUCK at home for SUCH a long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm I wonder where our class is going to be this time.. top or bottom flooor.. or cabin again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing is that I'll be seeing everyone again.. hahaha such a nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;bad thing's that I'll have to wake up EARLY again.. so much for sleeping late.. **sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. SCHOOL it is... life's gotta go on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BACK TO SCHOOL!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-474593124205574205?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/474593124205574205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=474593124205574205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/474593124205574205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/474593124205574205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/08/break-up.html' title='Break up'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-4635132091032486054</id><published>2007-08-23T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:18:59.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>SEE i edited it.. i changed the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA i proved you wrong Ling Xing Yao.. in some weird manner I don't know even know what I'm saying and I'm using really long sentences but really not meaningful at all =)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;eerrhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Trashee Trinity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;a href="http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;a href="http://pieces-of-everything.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/stupydsnoopy"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and click ^^^^^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Tiresome Two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;a href="mailto:xxin_117@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Xing Xing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;a href="http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Evee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and click^^^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The One and Only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~ &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and click.. but you won't go to heaven yet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-4635132091032486054?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/4635132091032486054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=4635132091032486054' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4635132091032486054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4635132091032486054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-dont-feel-like-ever-blogging-again.html' title='haha'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-4912848659727740899</id><published>2007-08-19T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:36:50.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/FecU5h0isy/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/FecU5h0isy/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do to make you love me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do to make you care&lt;br /&gt;What do I do when lightning strikes me&lt;br /&gt;And I wake to find that you're not there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do to make you want me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do to be heard&lt;br /&gt;What do I say when it's all over&lt;br /&gt;And sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad, so sad&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad, sad situation&lt;br /&gt;And it's getting more and more absurd&lt;br /&gt;It's sad, so sad&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we talk it over&lt;br /&gt;Oh it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;That sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do to make you love me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do to be heard&lt;br /&gt;What do I do when lightning strikes me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do&lt;br /&gt;When sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry dear..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-4912848659727740899?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/4912848659727740899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=4912848659727740899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4912848659727740899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4912848659727740899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-5648247962901669949</id><published>2007-08-19T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T17:08:39.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonkiez hehe</title><content type='html'>see told you I would post again seconds after i click publish post.&lt;br /&gt;and I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 seconds. but erhh it could have been 7 if I didn't almost drop the laptop. Hee X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Ratatouille is definitely my favourite movie right now. right NOW. RIGHT NOW. get it. NOWNOWNOWNOWNOW.&lt;br /&gt;rat a too ee&lt;br /&gt;haha it sounds superbly cute as Allie would say =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany. haha. I didn't remove the conversation. HAHAAA make me tiffany. bite bite bite you haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahh this is all junk. I'm crapping and junking and and erhhh rubbishing and erhhh toshing and dustbining. wow. dustbining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't even be posting something like this but oh well. I'm so bored now. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I MISS EVERYSINGLE PERSON WHO MISSES ME&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;AAAAND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THE PEOPLE WHO DON'T MISS ME AS WELL. I MISS SCHOOL THE HOLIDAYS HAVE BEEN EXTRA BORING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and church?&lt;br /&gt;ah well, just say every Sunday I've been rushing to get home quickly =)&lt;br /&gt;haha. as ISOLATED as he calls me.&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are. HAHAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall call this rubbish junk crap tosh post number 2. (If you've been reading my blog there's already a crap junk tosh post number 1 =])&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-5648247962901669949?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/5648247962901669949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=5648247962901669949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5648247962901669949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5648247962901669949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/08/jonkiez-hehe.html' title='Jonkiez hehe'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-1291373160680285708</id><published>2007-08-19T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T16:58:24.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggiesss</title><content type='html'>OMGosh lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people are leaving their blogs to rot.&lt;br /&gt;well not EVERYONE but some people.&lt;br /&gt;they're just leaving them there not updating at all not even looking at the chatbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR EGGS (eggs egg eg &gt;&gt;&gt; example)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chan Zhong Wei I know you read my blog once in a while. and I just wana let you know that I always check up on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;So there, go update la!! it's been.. almost a month? since you updated. and there WERE new people reading and commenting.&lt;br /&gt;=]=] it's for fun anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling Xing Yao if you want to create a blog go ahead haha! =) I'll go on reading it whenever I drop by my own blog. and I'll be reading Allie's, Joash's, Grace's, Zenna's, Zenna and Kath's, Kath and Sammie's, Sammie's, Sammie and Jacq's, Joyce Toon's, Kian Seng's and oh so many others.&lt;br /&gt;haha. but think of a URL first. lollollol =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA YOU DUMMIE bryan chan. I know you don't read anymore but later when you come online I'm gona force you to read this paragraph. GO UPDATE LAA. even your chatbox pun tak buat apa lagi.&lt;br /&gt;I ask what is fat hao what is zha dou also you don't tell grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand I'm gona read Allie's every single day because she updates almost every single day.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. and I think from BLOGSPOT point of view and not xanga (i can't compare blogspot and xanga. it'll be just unfair..) hers is oh-so-awesome. HAHA. she's gona blitz you if you don't love her haha! she and bica =)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errh. gona stop her now. Gona post something else in a new post. SECONDS after I click the publish post button haha =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-1291373160680285708?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/1291373160680285708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=1291373160680285708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1291373160680285708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1291373160680285708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/08/bloggiesss.html' title='Bloggiesss'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-1737510280102765591</id><published>2007-08-15T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:09:51.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>samesame laa</title><content type='html'>magnetic magnets&lt;br /&gt;computeric computers&lt;br /&gt;terrific tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me mad.. you'll get a computeric computer for your birthday.. resulting in terrific tears.&lt;br /&gt;then allie and bica shall blitz you if you don't love them =)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. feeling nicer now. because my brother did kinda cute funny and disgusting things just now when we were playing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was between &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tiffany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; just now&lt;br /&gt;you can skip the top and middle bits if you want.. if you're lazy to read.. but do try to read towards the end =)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;grrr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;that's it. you shall get a computeric computer on ur bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;wat is dat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;bwahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;but i got it from magnetic magnet =)=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;BOOM &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;, that is ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;ermm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;who do I hate..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;errhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;who do i hate..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i duno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;who do u hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;ermm i also dono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;dunno laa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;u leh who do you hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i hate a human sumwhere on earth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;NO WAYY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;can it be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;it could..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;is it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i noe hu i hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;there's only one way to find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;i must ask you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;is it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;is it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hmm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. i dono laa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;u really wanna noe hu i hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;yesyesyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;I HATE ET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;you said human wor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;ET is human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;hu said ET isnt human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;how do u noe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;he isn't laa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;because he comes from space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;and he doesn't look like human at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;he looks like ooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;oops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;not that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;ermm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;like this &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;u havent even seen him so how u suppose to noe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;lolx. i got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;i saw him on TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;see Tiffany your love ask you through msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;my love ET asked me through the TV. just before he died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;then when i said yes to ET, he died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;br /&gt;cuz u scared him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;bluek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eevee wouts &lt;3&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;YERX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~TIFFY~POO~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;so.. that's kinda IT. =)=) shall blog more later when i've got ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;tata! =)=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;a rat a tat tat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i wanna see ratatouille (is that how you spell it?) rat-a-too-ee =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-1737510280102765591?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/1737510280102765591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=1737510280102765591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1737510280102765591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1737510280102765591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/08/samesame-laa.html' title='samesame laa'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-1924973679082594140</id><published>2007-08-15T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T12:26:44.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ALONE~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sitting on the bed&lt;br /&gt;oh but nothing said&lt;br /&gt;and my tears are in vain&lt;br /&gt;just bearing with my pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams turn to dust&lt;br /&gt;It's not like it's a must&lt;br /&gt;opening my eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;how stupid was me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i lie in my own hands&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've no friends&lt;br /&gt;within my lonely eyes&lt;br /&gt;the silence in my cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see no one has ever believed&lt;br /&gt;the feelings that I have conceived&lt;br /&gt;to them i'm just a little girl&lt;br /&gt;playing around doing a swirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy and bubbly&lt;br /&gt;bouncy and cuddly&lt;br /&gt;what if i were emo&lt;br /&gt;evee, have you gone lolo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now tell me what I did&lt;br /&gt;don't treat me like a kid&lt;br /&gt;what made you turn away&lt;br /&gt;is it what i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way i think&lt;br /&gt;the way you blink&lt;br /&gt;the way i sink&lt;br /&gt;the way you wink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh why oh why do i feel like i've no friends?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-1924973679082594140?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/1924973679082594140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=1924973679082594140' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1924973679082594140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1924973679082594140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/08/alone-sitting-on-bed-oh-but-nothing.html' title='alone?'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-4976731943461750623</id><published>2007-08-13T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:24:22.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sammie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Farewell dedication to Sammie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammie.. don't you ever forget me okay?&lt;br /&gt;Even though you'll be going to a whole different country, meet whole new friends and people. don't ever forget us here in Malaysia, Ipoh... wherever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do keep in touch with us through Friendster or email or msn. or any way whatsoever, keep us up-to-date with your going-ons lehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.am.going.to.miss.you.so.much Sammie.&lt;br /&gt;haha. you know Sammie right now I feel like bombing your plane.&lt;br /&gt;but then you'd be in it. and then you'd fall and I wouldn't want that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey Kathleen's in Australia. are you going to see her there?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me in msn yahh.. =)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammie's got to go now. but why I still dono.&lt;br /&gt;Samara Charlie Deane John.&lt;br /&gt;that's the first time I ever written or typed your name actually =)&lt;br /&gt;hope i got it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizz la Sammie i never took picture with you before. you remember anot?&lt;br /&gt;never before lehh.&lt;br /&gt;haizz&lt;br /&gt;oh .. only the production picture got... but still lehh.. **sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how laa Sammie. but still promise to remember me please?&lt;br /&gt;aiyox. I'll miss hugging you, tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, evee (hehe that's how you spell it =])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-4976731943461750623?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/4976731943461750623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=4976731943461750623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4976731943461750623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4976731943461750623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/08/sammie.html' title='Sammie'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-5701541254559118666</id><published>2007-08-13T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:24:42.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;here's something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you think. here or msn. because I don't know either =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this blind, deaf, and mute man who lived together.&lt;br /&gt;One day the deaf man stole the blind man's wallet when the blind man was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;How is the mute man going to tell the blind man that the deaf man stole his wallet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind man = man who cannot see&lt;br /&gt;Deaf man = man who cannot hear&lt;br /&gt;Mute man = man who cannot talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Go figure =)=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-5701541254559118666?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/5701541254559118666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=5701541254559118666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5701541254559118666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5701541254559118666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/08/riddle.html' title='Riddle'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-8068246532892047578</id><published>2007-08-13T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T17:17:02.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;had this really FUNNY conversation with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and mum talking in the distance about ministers in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;I barge in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dad you know the ASHR ceremony thing came to me by Pos Laju today. Pos Laju. POS LAJU. see dad Malaysia is good la. we can choose from POS NORMAL and POS LAJU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;HAH. GOOD POS worh!! you know the minister in charge of pos Malaysia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mr. Samyvellu. Yes that indian man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you know what he said to the reporters!!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Minister: Hari ini pos. Semalam sudah sampai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's this other part that I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;hold on. let me RESET my memory&lt;br /&gt;I ate Dory yesterday. Kinda caught Short Term Memory Loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a joke by Auntie Kee Lay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russian people in space are cosmonauts.&lt;br /&gt;American people in space are astronauts.&lt;br /&gt;China people in space are iforgots.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia people in space are canornots. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Mahathir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wanted to send his can-or-nots to space to land on the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 3 people in his office, an indian, a malay, and a chinese. He went to the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;indian man&lt;/span&gt; first and asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;How much will it cost you to go to space?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1 juta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;WHAT??!! why so much just to go to space?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You see, prime minister, I would probably not return, and I have wife and kids.. with no one to take care of them. So I need to leave money for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prime minister, satisfied with his reason but not happy with the amount of money needed to send the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;indian man&lt;/span&gt; to space, went to the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;malay man&lt;/span&gt; instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;How much will it cost you to go to space?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2 juta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;WHAT?!! Why so much? The indian man only want 1 juta why you need 2 juta for? Greedy ah? I'm Malay also but I would choose the Indian man then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;See, Prime minister. I have FOUR wives. and from the FOUR wives, MANY MANY children.&lt;br /&gt;i should demand 4 juta. but no, I only want 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prime minister, satisfied with his answer but still didn't want to spend that much money, went to the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;China man&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So you, China man. how much do you want to go to space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The china man lift up 3 fingers. and said &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Million.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;WHAT???!!!! Why so much? the indian man only wants 1 million. the malay man wants 2 million. Why do you need 3 million?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The china went to Mahathir, and whispered in his ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;One for me. One for you. One to send the indian man up to space =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-8068246532892047578?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/8068246532892047578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=8068246532892047578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8068246532892047578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8068246532892047578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/08/conversation.html' title='Conversation.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-7228502832577620015</id><published>2007-08-13T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:26:52.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 10 names</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1.Real Name:&lt;br /&gt;~ Evelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME:&lt;br /&gt;(first four letters of your name, plus izzle)&lt;br /&gt;~ Evelizzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME:&lt;br /&gt;(fav color and fav animal)&lt;br /&gt;~ silver hamster???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME:&lt;br /&gt;(middle name, and current street)&lt;br /&gt;~ Chua Rani (wtheck??!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME:&lt;br /&gt;(the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name, first 3 letters of mom's name)&lt;br /&gt;~ Chuevpat (wow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd favorite color, favorite drink)&lt;br /&gt;~ red pepsi twist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. IRAQI NAME: (2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, any letter of your middle name, 2nd letter of your moms maiden name, 3rd letter of your dads middle name, 1st letter of a siblings first name, last letter of your moms middle name)&lt;br /&gt;~ vuhausblm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (fathers or mothers middle name)&lt;br /&gt;~ seng booon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. GOTH NAME: (3rd favorite color, and the name of one your pets)&lt;br /&gt;~ Purple Holly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Nickname: (first two initials of your name)&lt;br /&gt;Ev. (well, what a coincidence? =])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-7228502832577620015?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/7228502832577620015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=7228502832577620015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7228502832577620015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7228502832577620015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-10-names.html' title='My 10 names'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-4150025528586726371</id><published>2007-08-13T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:28:07.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>child-like = evee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;[x] You have eaten fish food.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have eaten dog food.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have eaten cat food.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have run into a glass door.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have eaten an ant&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have eaten grass.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have licked a tree&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have polka dotted underwear.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have pink underwear.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You had contests with your friends&lt;br /&gt;to see who can create the nastiest&lt;br /&gt;burp.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have screamed a random word in&lt;br /&gt;public.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You wave at people you don't know.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have flushed the toilet because&lt;br /&gt;you were bored.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have slapped yourself out of&lt;br /&gt;boredom.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You sing the "FUN" song.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You hold conversations with a&lt;br /&gt;pillow,blanket, stuffed animal etc.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You dream of llamas coming out of&lt;br /&gt;peoples' butts.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You think people who eat brains are&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You have/sing karaoke even though&lt;br /&gt;you know you're horrible&lt;br /&gt;[X]You know how to spell&lt;br /&gt;"supercallifragalisticespialadosious"&lt;br /&gt;by heart.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You make up your own words and use&lt;br /&gt;them with people who have no clue what&lt;br /&gt;they mean.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have striped socks and you have&lt;br /&gt;wore them so people can see them.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have hugged a random person.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have ran up and down the stairs&lt;br /&gt;cuz u were bored&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have created a puppet show with&lt;br /&gt;your socks out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You have imagined people saying&lt;br /&gt;"bla" and blowing up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You are addicted to the Anamaniacs&lt;br /&gt;theme song.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You are addicted to "The Pinky and&lt;br /&gt;the Brain" theme song.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You have stared at your ceiling for&lt;br /&gt;over 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have talked to yourself&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have conversations with your&lt;br /&gt;imaginary friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiply your answers by the multiple&lt;br /&gt;of 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;I got 17. so thus I am 51% immature.&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;Think that out of Evelyn Chua? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='Germs'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-4702168460897865745</id><published>2007-08-12T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:28:41.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Here, this is something else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 17px; FONT-SIZE: 30px; BACKGROUND: url(http://mingle2.com/img/bb/blog_addiction/badge.jpg) no-repeat; WIDTH: 286px; COLOR: #d64b32; PADDING-TOP: 50px; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman, sans-serif; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://mingle2.com/blog-addiction"&gt;58%&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;How Addicted to Blogging Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-4702168460897865745?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/4702168460897865745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=4702168460897865745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4702168460897865745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4702168460897865745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/08/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-8435969227661039914</id><published>2007-08-12T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:29:06.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;It's been a long time since I've blogged know..&lt;br /&gt;mainly either because I've been busy or in actual fact.. REALLY REALLY REALLY lazy.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and it's also because I've nothing to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this on Nouvina's blog.&lt;br /&gt;going to link other things in other posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/blog-rating"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" alt="" src="http://mingle2.com/img/bb/blog_rating/g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-8435969227661039914?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/8435969227661039914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=8435969227661039914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8435969227661039914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8435969227661039914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/08/haha.html' title='HAHA.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-2722776722881079043</id><published>2007-07-22T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:29:49.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>URGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;My favourite doggie..&lt;br /&gt;you know, the one in my Friendster picture.. and the picture i posted before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that white soft one i was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SISTER TORE THE STRAP THAT WAS SEWED AROUND THE NECK.&lt;br /&gt;ARRGGHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, having a sister is bad as well as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm angry now, so I'll just type the bad things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY while watching Harry Potter OOTP in Jusco, I sat beside my mom, my sister on her lap.&lt;br /&gt;she was putting her hands all over the place, thrashing.. like babies do in the water.&lt;br /&gt;She grabbed hold of my coca-cola cup, pulled open the lid, and POURED the contents on me.&lt;br /&gt;I shouted. (not THAT loud, please.. i was in the cinema)&lt;br /&gt;You know how uncomfortable it is, to sit in COKE, sticky!!&lt;br /&gt;the people behind me were laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grabbed hold of the neck of my FAVOURITE shirt,&lt;br /&gt;and PULLED it.&lt;br /&gt;HARD.&lt;br /&gt;so now the neck is HUGE i can't even wear it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;it's soo baggy that it looks old.&lt;br /&gt;ARRGGHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just screamed (in a whisper)&lt;br /&gt;""MOM, BABY IS RAPING ME!!""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dad and Uncle Daimler just snorted into their popcorns and started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;~eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-2722776722881079043?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/2722776722881079043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=2722776722881079043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2722776722881079043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2722776722881079043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/07/urgh.html' title='URGH'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-6991756510558145850</id><published>2007-07-22T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:29:22.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNDERNEATH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;you know,&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE has a soft heart underneath them.&lt;br /&gt;well, if not directly underneath them..&lt;br /&gt;then DEEP in their heart.&lt;br /&gt;they are kind and loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;because a person who you'd think will never do that, just did it.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that it would be HIM who would brighten up my day.. after all I've been through today..&lt;br /&gt;I was tired, I was sad.&lt;br /&gt;I had a lovely day with my family, but a horrid day with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;I love Harry Potter books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errhh..&lt;br /&gt;the HIM is not Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is kind, I'm sticking to that thought. AND if you have anything to say to him that is going to be hurtful, think of me first, because that arrow you're aiming, it's going to shoot straight through me before it's going to reach him.&lt;br /&gt;It's time I started defending him as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-6991756510558145850?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/6991756510558145850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=6991756510558145850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6991756510558145850'/><link rel='self' 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THERE more.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;but I shall be back.&lt;br /&gt;once in a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not like anyone cares right?&lt;br /&gt;whether or not..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-6103031018476073080?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/6103031018476073080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=6103031018476073080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6103031018476073080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6103031018476073080'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/8826762241620343018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=8826762241620343018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8826762241620343018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8826762241620343018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/07/gahhhh.html' title='GAHHHH'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-5729744384093252670</id><published>2007-07-17T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T21:56:32.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.</title><content type='html'>It's been a week since I've blogged.&lt;br /&gt;and the person who reminded me about blogging was Tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all people, I didn't expect HER to remind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been bit busy (actually LAZY more than busy) and been reading stuff, so kinda forgot about blogging.&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't matter because nowadays no one reads right?&lt;br /&gt;kakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone's gonna get mad because of that line.&lt;br /&gt;and it's not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, erhh.. am in the ICT lab now.. spying on Ellen and her movie clips (now Ellen's watching a clip about toilet bowls.. kaka) and on my right Mike Kim Yun Joong is playing DOTA.&lt;br /&gt;kaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am bored lah.&lt;br /&gt;the laptop at home is wayy faster and nicer.&lt;br /&gt;I can lie on the bed and type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr..&lt;br /&gt;Kian Seng made me forgot about my Kumon.&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with him, and forgot about the time,&lt;br /&gt;and by the time we finished.&lt;br /&gt;it was already too late at night.&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to do 5 sheets a day&lt;br /&gt;today I have 15 sheets.&lt;br /&gt;talk about accumulation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaka&lt;br /&gt;Ellen and Kathleen are so cute!&lt;br /&gt;kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch Harry Potter and OOTP lah&lt;br /&gt;but I can't go&lt;br /&gt;because my family BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;so I have to WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even go out with friends to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never gone out with friends in my ENTIRE life.&lt;br /&gt;talk about being grounded..??!!!&lt;br /&gt;even when I didn't do anything wrong.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.AM.GROWING.UP.&lt;br /&gt;but then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i feel like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="image hosting for myspace hosted images" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/girls/girls_110.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/9-Icons.htm"&gt;&lt;img alt="Miscellaneous Icons" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/miscellaneous/miscellaneous_39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakakakakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------ at home at night ----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh&lt;br /&gt;I LOST MY SIMCARD.&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the worst thing is,&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE 30 FRIGGIN RINGGIT WORTH OF CREDIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;you how many phone calls and sms-es I can make!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr&lt;br /&gt;shoot lah&lt;br /&gt;God wants to punish me.&lt;br /&gt;he made me lose my own savings.&lt;br /&gt;I bought the reload out of my money you know!!&lt;br /&gt;grrr.&lt;br /&gt;one day, I shall go bankrupt.&lt;br /&gt;and it shall be the end of my smile.&lt;br /&gt;**sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;Sarangheyo Su Bin and Daisy.&lt;br /&gt;it's a class thing.&lt;br /&gt;only Year 8 SHOULD understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a flu.&lt;br /&gt;and my toes are freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Girls Icons" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/girls/girls_119.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear my brother screaming at my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;for that..&lt;br /&gt;my brother shall die later,&lt;br /&gt;God shall ressurect him,&lt;br /&gt;thus, enabling him to die AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go reply Kian Seng's comments.&lt;br /&gt;and it's a looonnngggg way to go.&lt;br /&gt;kakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~eve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-5729744384093252670?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/5729744384093252670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=5729744384093252670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5729744384093252670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5729744384093252670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/07/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-5926015735908098736</id><published>2007-07-10T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T23:36:00.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cakecakecake</title><content type='html'>lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday bash is coming up soon.&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from Uncle Cheong Eam: Happy banging on the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)=)=)&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes can hardly open.&lt;br /&gt;will blog more next time.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care about the blogging-everyday anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO TALK TO PATSAKON TREEMERANGKUL FOR SOME WEIRD REASON&lt;br /&gt;**grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keke&lt;br /&gt;i like grinning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go sleep now,&lt;br /&gt;~eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-5926015735908098736?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/5926015735908098736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=5926015735908098736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5926015735908098736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5926015735908098736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/07/cakecakecake.html' title='cakecakecake'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-8072193936821223228</id><published>2007-07-09T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T20:59:01.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Allie: **grin*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RpHwG8ixhKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/l4yggPAyKIs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085109456399860898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RpHwG8ixhKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/l4yggPAyKIs/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was asked about the Garfield grin and the female version of Garfield thingy..&lt;br /&gt;lalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Abel (he did ask me not to call him teacher anymore, but it comes with the explanation..) created this name for me.. well, i liked to sit in front of him to ask him about the Kumon English thing and all those.. and well, we were rather close friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said that whenever I smile I show my teeth, and this reminds him of Garfield.. especially since Garfield is kinda cheeky and of course, noisy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tee hee hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RpHwG8ixhJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/G8eVTjImeDg/s1600-h/garfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085109456399860882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RpHwG8ixhJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/G8eVTjImeDg/s400/garfield.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^ there..&lt;br /&gt;that's the kind of grin he was talking about..&lt;br /&gt;but seriously.. do i grin/look like that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. wait.. my teeth aren't that straight..&lt;br /&gt;**grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.. ALLIE!! I DIDN'T GET TO WISH YOU GOODBYE.. OR EVEN TALK TO YOU LEHH!!&lt;br /&gt;you didn't sign in for so long&lt;br /&gt;**sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall miss you&lt;br /&gt;~keep in touch~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is dedicated to her..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^o^&lt;br /&gt;Garfield female version. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-8072193936821223228?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/8072193936821223228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=8072193936821223228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8072193936821223228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8072193936821223228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/07/lalala-i-was-asked-about-garfield-grin.html' title='For Allie: **grin*'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RpHwG8ixhKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/l4yggPAyKIs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-3625645431453027958</id><published>2007-07-09T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T17:03:02.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOOO</title><content type='html'>erhemm&lt;br /&gt;it is officially (according to this computer clock)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the 9th of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is..&lt;br /&gt;XING YAO'S BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalaaa&lt;br /&gt;i'm dedicating this to himm.&lt;br /&gt;(mainly cuz i'm kinda bored right now.. &gt;,&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wondercliparts.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wondercliparts.com/birthday/graphics/birthday_graphics_33.gif" border="0" alt="Birthday Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**grins sheepisly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be truthful, i haven't really planned on a present.&lt;br /&gt;well, i did.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks to your sister's help..&lt;br /&gt;every single idea that came to my head&lt;br /&gt;vanished.&lt;br /&gt;blekz&lt;br /&gt;=)=)&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;NANA NA NA NA NA&lt;br /&gt;NANA NA NA TO XING YAO&lt;br /&gt;NANA NA NA NA NA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was bit lazy to put happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;but i have to right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO XING YAO &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ish&lt;br /&gt;i have to do this stupid science comic strip.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;shall proceed tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'M NOT GOING TO SCHOOL TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;I CAN HAVE A SLEEP IN DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;mainly because i'm kinda thinking of saving myself and Kathleen from the wrath (is that how you spell it?? i don't think so..) of Miss Kamala.&lt;br /&gt;in short, we didn't finish her science strip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda lazy and tired..&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. &lt;/p&gt;to Abel kho kho..&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL SLEEP EARLY YAYS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDANDANDAND I SHALL KEEPP MY GARFIELD SMILE !!&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=D=D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Garfield&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;female version. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RpHjPcixhHI/AAAAAAAAANw/-o2-I_yDqEw/s1600-h/lala.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085095308777587826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RpHjPcixhHI/AAAAAAAAANw/-o2-I_yDqEw/s400/lala.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;P/S: Love all of you to bits then call CHESTER to eat you all upp!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummie!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-3625645431453027958?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/3625645431453027958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=3625645431453027958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/3625645431453027958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/3625645431453027958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/07/whooo_09.html' title='WHOOO'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RpHjPcixhHI/AAAAAAAAANw/-o2-I_yDqEw/s72-c/lala.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-7122295415502620867</id><published>2007-07-06T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T21:50:37.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dum dee dum dum</title><content type='html'>lalalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.&lt;br /&gt;am so bored.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I don't even know what is going on in church&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like biting the head off that snowman lolipop.&lt;br /&gt;but with these "denture retainers" I can't eat sweets at all, no sweets no chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;oh this is torture.&lt;br /&gt;well, sometimes, I just take off the denture retainers and eat lah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to take them off ONLY when I'm eating.&lt;br /&gt;not even when I'm sleeping. I have to wear them to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;ishh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go online leh.&lt;br /&gt;but a promise is a promise.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;am bored.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;this isn't even considered blogging.&lt;br /&gt;this is officially SPAMMING.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will proceed to Friendster to spam comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;~eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-7122295415502620867?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/7122295415502620867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=7122295415502620867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7122295415502620867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7122295415502620867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/07/dum-dee-dum-dum.html' title='dum dee dum dum'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-7680818086546192856</id><published>2007-07-06T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T21:44:48.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RETAINERS?</title><content type='html'>Lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;blekz.&lt;br /&gt;like I'm ever going to say that anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;i'm wearing this sort of retainers.. you know.. ermm..&lt;br /&gt;DENTURES.. that grandmothers and grandfathers wear..&lt;br /&gt;this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084078526809867282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="173" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Ro5Ge8ixhBI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Mg9S1gptxuY/s400/300px-Grandmas_Dentures.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;it's what I'm wearing..&lt;br /&gt;just WITHOUT the teeth&lt;br /&gt;gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's weird.&lt;br /&gt;and makes the two front teeth on my lower row painful.&lt;br /&gt;well not painful.. but uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weirdweirdweird&lt;br /&gt;I'm weird&lt;br /&gt;I look like a pig!!&lt;br /&gt;it's like making my upper lip jut out bit.. so ermm.. you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand.. I can't pronounce S.&lt;br /&gt;I can't say PLEASE, I CAN'T SAY SEE, I CAN'T EVEN SAY STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;but of course, stupid can easily be replaced by Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;but still lehh. i miss my s-es.&lt;br /&gt;**sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the dentist was soo nice lehh!&lt;br /&gt;there was CHRISTIAN music playing in ALL THE ROOMS, HALLS, etc.&lt;br /&gt;talk about being Christians.&lt;br /&gt;it puts the devil to shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Girls Icons" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/girls/girls_43.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to blog some more now&lt;br /&gt;~eve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-7680818086546192856?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/7680818086546192856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=7680818086546192856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7680818086546192856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7680818086546192856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/07/retainers_06.html' title='RETAINERS?'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Ro5Ge8ixhBI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Mg9S1gptxuY/s72-c/300px-Grandmas_Dentures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-5287487601663331233</id><published>2007-07-06T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T21:32:29.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONLINE</title><content type='html'>gahh&lt;br /&gt;had to resist the temptation of going online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the truth is that i didn't sign in for like.. 3 days?&lt;br /&gt;and then.. today.. i signed in.. and appeared offline.&lt;br /&gt;and I SWEAR (if i were allowed to) that I did not chat with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;except Xing Yao.&lt;br /&gt;and the conversation went like-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eve: &gt;,&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Eve: ?&lt;br /&gt;Xing Yao: wat?&lt;br /&gt;Xing Yao: haha&lt;br /&gt;Eve: nvmnvm&lt;br /&gt;Eve: =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously lahh.&lt;br /&gt;yays!&lt;br /&gt;see I kept my promise.&lt;br /&gt;I promised you I wouldn't chat if you were not online.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm here. blogging. I'm not chatting.&lt;br /&gt;well, you didn't say I couldn't blog leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY WHOLE DAY I DID NOT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TOUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A COMPUTER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious lahh.&lt;br /&gt;=)=)&lt;br /&gt;so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;blekz&lt;br /&gt;perasan..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tralalala. am so bored.&lt;br /&gt;and.. lazy to do my Geography Japan project.&lt;br /&gt;if I don't ace this Kian Seng is going to m-u-r-d-e-r me.&lt;br /&gt;MURDER YOU HEAR ME, MURDER!!!&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;will post more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-5287487601663331233?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/5287487601663331233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=5287487601663331233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5287487601663331233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5287487601663331233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/07/online.html' title='ONLINE'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-1854445839236068121</id><published>2007-07-03T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:27:44.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LALALALALA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;lalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like smiling now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILESMILESMILESMILE&lt;br /&gt;=)=)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not because i achieved something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. I'm just happie.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;I'm home, I'm loved.. what more could a CHRISTIAN want?&lt;br /&gt;there. Christian. I'm happie for being a christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tealalalaaalalaleeloooo&lt;br /&gt;dum dee dum dooo deeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lahh oo lah lahhh oooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;that is the language of baby angels.&lt;br /&gt;am learning&lt;br /&gt;but failing.. tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;Zenna&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen&lt;br /&gt;Elaine&lt;br /&gt;Anushka&lt;br /&gt;Nicole&lt;br /&gt;Ellen&lt;br /&gt;Su Bin&lt;br /&gt;Daisy&lt;br /&gt;Sammie&lt;br /&gt;Xing Xin&lt;br /&gt;Xing Yao&lt;br /&gt;Bryan Chan&lt;br /&gt;Joash&lt;br /&gt;Allie&lt;br /&gt;Jo En (You're so sweet!)&lt;br /&gt;Patsakon (this one i write on 12/9/07)&lt;br /&gt;Fiona&lt;br /&gt;Eucebia &lt;br /&gt;Josephine &lt;br /&gt;Teacher Abel&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Cassy&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Elaine&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Mei Ling&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Jane&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Mas&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Andrea&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Andy&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Kenny&lt;br /&gt;Miss Yeoh Choo Swee&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Cheah&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Leong&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Arull&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lum (lol!)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Hiew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Who have I forgotten??)&lt;br /&gt;Sorrie if I missed out your name.&lt;br /&gt;Leave a COMPLAIN.. I'll edit the post.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I'm like Dory nowadays.. haizz.. got SHORT TERM MEMORY LOSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala&lt;br /&gt;love everyone in Year 8.&lt;br /&gt;yes, I hate NO ONE&lt;br /&gt;no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can think of NO ONE that I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if I hate no one,&lt;br /&gt;then it means I love EVERYONE&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I was thinking,&lt;br /&gt;why does everyone hate President Bush?&lt;br /&gt;I mean..&lt;br /&gt;he isn't THAT bad, is he?&lt;br /&gt;well, sometimes he does some stupid things..&lt;br /&gt;like the picture that I gave Bryan Chan.. and that Bryan Chan put on his blog..&lt;br /&gt;looking through a pair of binoculars with the lens COVERED.&lt;br /&gt;tee hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am SUPER-happy.&lt;br /&gt;don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I love, and I'm loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE~~LOVE~~LOVE~~LOVE~~LOVE~~LOVE~~LOVE~~LOVE~~LOVE~~LOVE~~LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hand Made Heart Love Icons" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/miscellaneous/miscellaneous_378.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;tell me, why am i so happie?&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;evelyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: am SUPER bored now that exams are over. Please feel free to call me, or msg me, or NAG me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-1854445839236068121?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/1854445839236068121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=1854445839236068121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1854445839236068121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1854445839236068121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/07/lalalalala.html' title='LALALALALA'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-2131657153095305944</id><published>2007-07-02T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T23:43:21.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short post</title><content type='html'>Short post ahead.&lt;br /&gt;blekz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to blog about nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say.. that I'll be mainly online at night.. and appearing offline.. cuz I'm waiting for somebody... some kind of promise. I didn't really come online right!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there. this is a short post.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back to reading my Harry Potter book for the what.. 8th time?&lt;br /&gt;tee hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Elaine Yong Kar Men... if you ever come to read this.. the thing that u heard.. keep it to yourself lehh. it's not true, but it is a -secret-&lt;br /&gt;okay?&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-2131657153095305944?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/2131657153095305944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=2131657153095305944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2131657153095305944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2131657153095305944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/07/short-post.html' title='Short post'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-7688707592915473741</id><published>2007-07-01T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T22:02:25.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted.</title><content type='html'>g-r-e-a-t.&lt;br /&gt;I wasted a whole day of Friendship&lt;br /&gt;and a whole day of doing Kumon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP.&lt;br /&gt;In church he was in a good mood and came to cari me, I tak de mood.. and I pushed him away.&lt;br /&gt;alamak.. when I wanted to find him, he tak choi me.. now he come and find me.. i push him away&lt;br /&gt;apa lahh!!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE LANGUAGE ABOVE..&lt;br /&gt;mixture of English, Malay, and Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;it's called Manglish..&lt;br /&gt;that's why we Malaysians are MULTIRACIAL! WOOO HOO!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was supposed to do LOTS of Kumon today, like 30 or 40 sheets.&lt;br /&gt;well, I got distracted, in less than 5 mins.. and went online.. blogging.. friendster.. etc.. gahh&lt;br /&gt;BAD habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. I'm supposed to be watching a movie now.. and erhh.. turns out my mom got really angry and ermm.. didn't let us.. so well, I'm here, blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/10 to go online&lt;br /&gt;9/10 to blog&lt;br /&gt;7/10 to use Friendster&lt;br /&gt;8/10 to read my story book&lt;br /&gt;2/10 to do Kumon&lt;br /&gt;3/10 to go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;6/10 to watch a movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so erhh.. yeah.. that's my temptations..&lt;br /&gt;and i'm trying to make the temptation for Kumon to raise a little higher..&lt;br /&gt;but failing&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;cuz if that goes higher.. the rest will go to.&lt;br /&gt;and I don't want any FULL temptations.&lt;br /&gt;blekz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;,&lt; tempting like these cupcakes are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="You're My Cupcake Icons" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/miscellaneous/miscellaneous_458.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tralalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going off to tempt my dad into watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;and piling my Kumon unto another day.. aka tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I'll just die tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~evelyn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-7688707592915473741?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/7688707592915473741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=7688707592915473741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7688707592915473741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7688707592915473741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/07/wasted.html' title='Wasted.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-583597118051982847</id><published>2007-07-01T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T18:37:13.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLU3KZ!!</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry dear..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry dear for the way I ignored you in church today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry dear for the way I backed off when you sat near me on the steps, or when you tried to walk me back to main church when I was Xing Xin.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the way I didn't even look at you when you were trying to find out what was wrong with me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/9-Icons.htm"&gt;&lt;img alt="Girls Icons" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/girls/girls_115.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**sigh..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU, on the other hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in the dumps and trying to catch your eye you HAD to look in the opposite direction.&lt;br /&gt;When I needed a friend all you could do was raise your eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;When I ab-so-lu-ted-ly lost-ed, all you could do was give me a tap on the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in the world? What happened to I-will-be-there-for-you-even-if-you-don't-need-me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**grrr-es*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xing Xin,&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much today.&lt;br /&gt;I was totally rely-ing on you.. and you lifted me up.&lt;br /&gt;When I walked away you still came to cari me =)=)&lt;br /&gt;thanks girl, I really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;AND I AM SO DEFINITELY GLAD THAT I KNOW YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;=D=D=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and I am also sorry just now.. when I tried to whisper something to you, but I was too excited and ending bumping our heads together..&lt;br /&gt;and I heard the sound BAPP&lt;br /&gt;and also the sound CLONK (signifying emptiness)&lt;br /&gt;of course, the CLONK came from my head, no worries girl..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. empty vessels make the most noise.&lt;br /&gt;(I talk too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting codes" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/friends/friends_26.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**smiles sheepishly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. I'm sorry everybody for the way I reacted today.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I love going to church..&lt;br /&gt;so how can I even BE unhappy in church??&lt;br /&gt;emotions are like a roller coasters.&lt;br /&gt;And I was having one of those SHARP mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;I was fine and happy in the main church..&lt;br /&gt;but when I stepped out.. I turned all grumpy and rebellious.&lt;br /&gt;life isn't a game.. a wise friend once told me. (thanks, friend =] )&lt;br /&gt;gahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUOTE from above: &lt;em&gt;I turned all grumpy and rebellious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of Rebellion.Will&lt;br /&gt;lol.. Zhong Wei.. do you remember him? that Wilson.. who went to Australia =)=)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Miscellaneous Icons" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/miscellaneous/miscellaneous_319.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh..&lt;br /&gt;blekz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go and do my 30 sheets of Kumon now.. PLUS resist the temptation of blogging and onlining and Friendstering.&lt;br /&gt;Which I know after 10 mins I will not be able to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;,&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD habbit.. gahh&lt;br /&gt;=O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;~eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-583597118051982847?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/583597118051982847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=583597118051982847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/583597118051982847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/583597118051982847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/07/blu3kz.html' title='BLU3KZ!!'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-8657483291508677449</id><published>2007-06-30T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T18:29:01.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tralalala</title><content type='html'>just making sure I reach 50 posts.&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. it's really weird.. a lot of you say.. to have this rule of x5 posts per month.&lt;br /&gt;but I'm sorry, I really am, I made a promise to myself, and I actually betted with MYSELF to see how long I can keep this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a bit annoyed with this rule, but I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)=)=)&lt;br /&gt;no hard feelings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHH. I WANT A HUG LEHH.. I HAVEN'T BEEN HUGGED FOR LIKE... HOW LONG?&lt;br /&gt;because most of the time I'm sitting down or crouching or ducking or hiding.&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. I always put my hands on top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;BAD HABIT.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should go now.. it's a quarter to 1am.. and I have to reach church tomorrow at 10:30pm... and I really need more than 9 hours of sleep if I really want to grow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="White Kitty With Text... Sleeping Beauty Icons" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/girls/girls_76.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;~eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-8657483291508677449?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/8657483291508677449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=8657483291508677449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8657483291508677449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8657483291508677449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/tralalala.html' title='tralalala'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-3412592150031897936</id><published>2007-06-30T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T18:30:03.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalala</title><content type='html'>Church practice today was just so cute!&lt;br /&gt;the only thing disastrous was the way Jo Hann treated Auntie Kee Lay..&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind that.. I'll come to that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS JUST SO CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Cheong was behind me, and Xing Xin, and Mavis (we were backup-ing.. for those of you who didn't come.. and erhh.. the girls were backuping and the boys were percussioning... blekz.. XD )&lt;br /&gt;He was trying to beatbox!!&lt;br /&gt;he went spitting and pooofp-ing into the mike... and bobbing his head forward and backward.&lt;br /&gt;he looked like a little duckling lehh.&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Auntie Kee Lay was VERY nice.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that she was facing some trouble, she was GREAT and very supportive for others. In fact, she was INCREDIBLE. I don't know why Jo Hann would get angry at her for a few MINOR mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/9-Icons.htm"&gt;&lt;img alt="Friends Icons" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/friends/friends_58.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. back to top.&lt;br /&gt;Jo Hann scolded Auntie Kee Lay for what??!!!!&lt;br /&gt;.n.o.t.h.i.n.g.&lt;br /&gt;ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;and I was furious.&lt;br /&gt;So what he was in a bad mood?? He should be helping Auntie Kee Lay, not scolding her or us when she or we made a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;and he's a pretender.&lt;br /&gt;Later when my dad walked into the church, he SALUTED (note the block letters S-A-L-U-T-E-D) my dad and said, "Hi Uncle Andrew" with a SMILE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what the heck?&lt;br /&gt;he treated my dad better than he treats his own mom?&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. i guess most people are like that.&lt;br /&gt;how saddening.&lt;br /&gt;T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..&lt;br /&gt;-change of topic-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see TRANSFORMERS just now.. so my apologies for coming online so late.. but it was so cool!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;as a girl... and as a person who hates robots.. I don't think many of you expect me to say things like this.&lt;br /&gt;but it was seriously nice!&lt;br /&gt;i especially liked the part where the robot corked off and peed on the dog.&lt;br /&gt;what's corked off? watch the movie. =)&lt;br /&gt;then you'll know.&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;the show was sooo 3D.&lt;br /&gt;i actually was stupid enough to wince when the robots were fighting, thinking that pieces of glass were going to fly out of the screen, like those shows you watch with 3D goggles in Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;and I was hugging my dad throughout the movie..&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE&lt;br /&gt;my baby sister spilt HALF A CUP OF COKE on me.. and I was sticky and wet.. a quarter of my seat was wet, so I had to sit nearer to my right, and so thus.. that was how I ended up hugging my dad.&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;my mom ate 2 boxes of popcorn&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;one hers, half of mine, and half of my dad's.&lt;br /&gt;so cool.&lt;br /&gt;and she's still so slim.&lt;br /&gt;T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to post a second post now... and read other people's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;~eevee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;QUOTE from Sammie: "cute is when someone's personality shines through their looks . like in the way they walk ; every time you see them you just wanna run up and hug them ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-3412592150031897936?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/3412592150031897936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=3412592150031897936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/3412592150031897936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/3412592150031897936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/lalalala.html' title='lalalala'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-8639049080342072865</id><published>2007-06-29T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T18:32:02.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ishhh</title><content type='html'>gahh.. stupid JARING.&lt;br /&gt;I want my streamyx back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr... no one's online now. and it's worse than yesterday.. because now it's only 9:45pm, AND.. it's a FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. lolx.. I backtracked this post for 2 hours. was chatting with my porcupine and rabbit just now. ^,^&lt;br /&gt;I wish not to put their names under certain circumstances... eh hemhem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blekz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh. jaring is so slow. i want streamyx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's currently 11:30, and as a Friday, I actually expected to be busy.&lt;br /&gt;and here I am now. blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I'm busy with Friendster... but I like msn chatting more.. &gt;,&lt;&lt;br /&gt;it's faster, for one. hehe&lt;br /&gt;gahh, I'm just crapping here. I've nothing to blog about. All I want to do is just fulfill my goal of AT LEAST 1 post per day, and having x5 number of posts for each month =)&lt;br /&gt;gah bored to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go read the other Harry Potter book.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="image hosting for myspace hosted images" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/girls/girls_110.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~eve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-8639049080342072865?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/8639049080342072865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=8639049080342072865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8639049080342072865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8639049080342072865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/ishhh.html' title='ishhh'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-8889542767757167455</id><published>2007-06-28T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T18:32:59.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blekz</title><content type='html'>WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it through a whole day without coming online, or blogging..&lt;br /&gt;OR USING THE INTERNET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the TMnet people cut off our connection, because according to them, when the telephone bill comes we should go to telekom to settle our internet bill too IMMEDIATELY. We didn't know that... so until now we still can't use Streamyx.&lt;br /&gt;I have to use SLOW jaring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people I've been looking forward to chat with are not online.&lt;br /&gt;Where's my rabbit and my porcupine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my rabbit - sleeping&lt;br /&gt;my porcupine - trickstering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. they're just so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)=)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm bored now.. and THE EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. MERDEKA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanggal dua puluh lapan&lt;br /&gt;bulan enam tahun kosong tujuh!&lt;br /&gt;Merdeka, Merdeka, I I S Merdeka&lt;br /&gt;Kami semua, happy dan bahagia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. TRY SINGING IT with Tanggal Tiga Puluh Satu.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;sorry if you think I'm insulting Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not lehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^V peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY MUST SMILE MORE!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Layouts images" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/holiday/holiday_120.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one whole day without internet.&lt;br /&gt;and I was grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how I'll survive if I go to camp.. I'll bring a laptop along..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;,&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to being bored.&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody whosoever to chat with (is there such a word as whosoever?)&lt;br /&gt;just now had like 8 conversations.. so busy..&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly, in about 5 mins time,&lt;br /&gt;everybody felt like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;and it's only 11:15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eww-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am freakishly bored now.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go read.&lt;br /&gt;NO EXAMS, NO BOOKS, KUMON DONE..&lt;br /&gt;and yet, nothing to do on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played about what.. 10 games of Spider Solitare?&lt;br /&gt;getting sick of it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. look.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Harry Potter book on the table next to the comfy couch.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go to the comfy couch and READ the Harry Potter book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;gonna go read now.&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~eevee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-8889542767757167455?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/8889542767757167455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=8889542767757167455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8889542767757167455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8889542767757167455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/blekz.html' title='blekz'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-8326371434419234406</id><published>2007-06-26T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T23:31:47.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BURPPP</title><content type='html'>-Am feeling freakishly uncomfortable now.&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn how to burpp!!&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. my tummieee is so uncomfortable!&lt;br /&gt;It's turning and turning.&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn how to burp!! If I don't burp, I'm going to throw up, REAL SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, let's start from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A PORCUPINE called me a panda. ^^V&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soohhh.. now I'm a panda.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A panda is a white animal with black fur here and there, and famous for the black eye rings around its eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ME: FAIR SKIN (perasan) BLACK HAIR, AND DARK EYE RINGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh..&lt;br /&gt;but so cute lehh! He could think of all this.. hehe =)=)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay.. so I was in my panda-ish mood, and today coincidentally my grandma cooked a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt; bowl of bamboo shoots.&lt;br /&gt;seriously HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;and then I think I ate about...&lt;br /&gt;okay.. put your hands together like when you collect water to wash your face.&lt;br /&gt;yehh, that much, full to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh. I know now why pandas are so fatt. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; WIDTH: 250px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://petswf.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/swf/panda" width="250" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" bgcolor="ffffff" flashvars="cn=panda%20&amp;an=eevee&amp;amp;clr=0xfff8f3"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adoptbebo"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, my tummy's really uncomfortable, it's churning and churning and whining and whimpering, and all I can do is blog.&lt;br /&gt;I BET YOU $100 THAT IF I BURP RIGHT NOW, I'LL FEEL ALL BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;gahh I want to learn how to burppp!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at this makes me hungryy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/9-Icons.htm"&gt;&lt;img alt="Chocolate Chip Cookies Yummm Icons" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/miscellaneous/miscellaneous_368.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go study now... T_T&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE AND MATHS TOMOROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;diediedie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~evelyn&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/1003772110284335102-8326371434419234406?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/8326371434419234406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=8326371434419234406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8326371434419234406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8326371434419234406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/burppp.html' title='BURPPP'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-8445912702038701028</id><published>2007-06-25T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:39:43.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMMNNN!!</title><content type='html'>I hate those rumours lehh!!&lt;br /&gt;Spend time with friends also cannot.&lt;br /&gt;When I help somebody in&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. ooh means i like him.&lt;br /&gt;When I spend time with somebody in&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. oh means i like him.&lt;br /&gt;Gahh.. at this rate people will think I like EVERYBODY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumours, gossip..&lt;br /&gt;You people can make GREAT magazine reporters next time.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, if not MOST of the time, when you tease me I really don't mind AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes.. I really DO mind. because it hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me that I cannot spend time with another friend without being judged and followed by every pair of eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't mind.. you call me a piggiee.. I second you.&lt;br /&gt;You call me beautiful.. I call you a liar.&lt;br /&gt;[YOU as in general]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call me a lesbian, I start grinning and I hold hands with the girl I'm next to.&lt;br /&gt;You make people think that I am really dumb, I say I'm blur AND dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you make fun of me AND my friend (a boy lahh.. you say me and a girl I don't care)&lt;br /&gt;I really feel uncomfortable and I do mind.&lt;br /&gt;Because then I don't know what I'm "allowed" to do and what I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit beside a friend.&lt;br /&gt;OH YOU LIKE HIM YAHH!&lt;br /&gt;I help a friend in school with his homework&lt;br /&gt;OH YOU LIKE HIM YAHH!&lt;br /&gt;I play with a friend in church.&lt;br /&gt;OH YOU LIKE HIM YAHH!&lt;br /&gt;I help a friend in our school exam&lt;br /&gt;OH YOU LIKE HIM YAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking about one friend.&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about a few friends that I help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;I feel uncomfortable now.&lt;br /&gt;I want my friendship to last forever, and yet everybody is trying so hard to break it up.. =,=''''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="Friends Icons" border="0" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/friends/friends_14.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;Friends Icons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg study history&lt;br /&gt;~bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-8445912702038701028?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/8445912702038701028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=8445912702038701028' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8445912702038701028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8445912702038701028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/mmmnnn.html' title='MMMNNN!!'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-4891881992952864952</id><published>2007-06-24T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T17:32:42.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dumdeedum</title><content type='html'>bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~COMMENTS~&lt;br /&gt;on blogger and on Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think comments on Friendster that one types is WAYYY better than comments that are just pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because people take the effort to type what comes out of brain, meaning they take the effort to think too.. instead of just ctrl-v-ing a html code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments on blogger.. anyone who is actually caring enough to leave a comment is much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to voice out my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh i hate exams.. I hate keeping my butt glued on the chair.. I'd rather be standing somewhere else playing.&lt;br /&gt;Feel happie now.. but there's no one around.&lt;br /&gt;Full of loveee now... but no one to share it with.&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dum dee dum dummmm&lt;br /&gt;I just want to go outside and skipp around the garden with a friend..&lt;br /&gt;or more.. I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing everybody. I'm friend-sick. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if anyone EVER misses MEEE..&lt;br /&gt;that's the first time I thought of that question..&lt;br /&gt;it makes me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing everybody.&lt;br /&gt;Is ANYONE missing me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm thinking of names.&lt;br /&gt;And the truth is.. I'm crossing out EVERY name.&lt;br /&gt;EVERY single name that crosses my head. I'm crossing it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh. I'm missing all of you EVEN MORE!&lt;br /&gt;T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you around, gtg study GEOGRAPHY.&lt;br /&gt;~eve~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-4891881992952864952?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/4891881992952864952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=4891881992952864952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4891881992952864952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4891881992952864952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/dumdeedum.html' title='dumdeedum'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-7932421487981562197</id><published>2007-06-24T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:30:46.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IGNORANCE</title><content type='html'>I don't know if there's such a word.. Ignorance&lt;br /&gt;does it come from Ignorant? or ignore..&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling it comes from Ignorant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as I am a dummieeeee I'll use it for IGNORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soohh..&lt;br /&gt;Why do YOU ignore me??&lt;br /&gt;Do you not miss the times we spent?&lt;br /&gt;It is only on msn when you show me that you do not hate me.&lt;br /&gt;But you ignore mee..&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. It's not that I want attention.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to spend time with you.&lt;br /&gt;Ask you to let me hug a rabbit also cannottttt&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHH you stewpid rabbit playboy..&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no offence!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~eevee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-7932421487981562197?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/7932421487981562197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=7932421487981562197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7932421487981562197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7932421487981562197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/ignorance.html' title='IGNORANCE'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-7835290329075651242</id><published>2007-06-24T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:32:20.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendster survey by BERNICE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. How's your heart lately?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's bloody and pumping.. XP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. When was the last time you went out?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Errhh.. few minutes ago.. just came back from lunch.. should be studying now.. nyiek nyiek&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What was the latest movie you saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pirates of the Carribean.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. The last place you went?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHURCH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Miss someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeaps. but the question didn't require me to say who.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What made you smile today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVERYTHING and EVERYONE in church. I didn't sulk at all! nopenopenope I'm happieee!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. The last time you fell in love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was always in love.. even until now.. that's why I'm a CHRISTIAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. What is your status right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LAZYYY.. should be studying GEOGRAPHY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Did you dream last night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOPE.. was tiredd and was too late.. i didn't even pray.. &gt;,&lt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What were you doing this morning at 7 am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I WAS STILL ASLEEP.. i woke up at 10am.. then rushed.. and then went to church.. nyiek nyiek.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. What were you doing this morning at 10 am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was brushing my teeth =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. what were you doing this afternoon at 12 pm?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still in church.. clapping with Joash laughing at meee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. How many piercings do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NONE... blexx.. not even on my earss..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What do you want to do today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;breathe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What do people think about you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blur, chatty, stubbornnn.. blexx.. no good points about me lehh!! T__T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Things you need to do everyday?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BREATHE!! durhh? and BRUSH MY TEETH AND SHOWER and readddd. and chattt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. The last thing you said to one of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVE YOU!! bye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. The last person who called you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Xing Yao.. and that was how many days ago??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What can't you live without?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OXYGENNN and WATER!! XP and bookss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. What song(s) is(are) in your head now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doxology and Benediction and Three four Amen! SERIOUS LAHH!! cuz I was looking at the paper that Joash gave us yesterdayy..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GAHHH...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Praise God from whom, all blessings flow&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him all creatures here below.&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him above, ye heavenly host.&lt;br /&gt;Praise Father, Son and HOly Ghost&lt;br /&gt;AMEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Lord bless you and keep you the Lord shine his face upon you and be gracious unto you..&lt;br /&gt;errhh.. the rest I forgot already... But Pastor said I was the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOOR KEEPER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! YAYS!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;A-men. A-men. A-a-a-a-men!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please be seated for the anouncements..&lt;br /&gt;or in today's case..&lt;br /&gt;We dismiss in silent prayer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gahh.. I can be a pas-tor-ess&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;blexx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ish i have to go study.. hate exams.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~eevee~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-7835290329075651242?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/7835290329075651242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=7835290329075651242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7835290329075651242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7835290329075651242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/friendster-survey-by-bernice.html' title='Friendster survey by BERNICE'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-2872119151329899885</id><published>2007-06-23T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T17:55:07.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAHH</title><content type='html'>you know what I hate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h-y-p-o-c-r-i-t-e-s//&lt;br /&gt;(not sure is I spelt it right..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 101 post.&lt;br /&gt;No mood to study leh.. the Olympiad was so freakishly difficult!&lt;br /&gt;I think I will ONLY get 2 questions right!! =,=''''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh. kho I don't miss you anymore. T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I will EVER have a strong friendship with ANYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;example 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew Zenna since KBSR 1.&lt;br /&gt;We've been friends for like 6 years.. and VERY close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're BARELY hi-bye friends.&lt;br /&gt;That day Zenna came up to me when we were leaving to the ICT lab.&lt;br /&gt;"Come on, let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_0 **points to self* "me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes you lah Eve.. come on let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised that you even TALKED to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;example 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Zhong Wei used to be best friends after the HAC.&lt;br /&gt;now on msn..&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;i gtg&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;example 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan Chan and I.. stayed up.. until 4 am chatting on msn.. until 2 am chatting on the phone.. now we hit each other on the head and stay sulky for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERY SINGLE FRIENDSHIP I HAVE IS DISSOLVING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I don't want that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so quiet, I only had a few friends.&lt;br /&gt;At one point I was so noisy, no one could stand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. I don't know what I am.. some annoying person or some person who doesn't care at all. but I do care. loadz.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lose you people. I love all of you to bits. T__T&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;lol.. I don't want this post to be a sad post leh..&lt;br /&gt;In fact.. I DON'T WANT TO BE SAD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYSINGLEDAY after 16th June 2007 after the morning prayer in church I've been happie.&lt;br /&gt;Even when my mother hit or scolded me.. I would be happie.. and tell her I LOVE HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day.. my mom got mad at me and hit me right on the head.. Instead of crying.. I looked at her, and smiled.. and said. "I love you mom. I know you hit me because you love me."&lt;br /&gt;AND she hit me the second time.&lt;br /&gt;but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I.love.that.woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;=)=)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. I have to go and study science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~eevee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Bryan Chan I don't miss you anymore.... T__T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-2872119151329899885?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/2872119151329899885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=2872119151329899885' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2872119151329899885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2872119151329899885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/bahh_23.html' title='BAHH'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-539141246817615841</id><published>2007-06-22T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:37:01.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE HUNDREDTH POST!!</title><content type='html'>THIS IS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OFFICIALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; MY &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONE HUNDREDTH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; POST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078921544349575378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rnv0PD0I6NI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6K7icFl09Jo/s400/international_fireworks_2_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;CELEBRATE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;JESUS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CELEBRATE&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^do re mi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I chose to post the 100th post now, today.. and not on a more special occassion?&lt;br /&gt;because I don't really have the mood to study, and I'm hearing the clock strike 12 times while I'm typing this. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;I'm eating chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face it. I'm chubbieee. =P&lt;br /&gt;There's an arrangement of a pear, some grapes, and SWISS chocolate on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my bed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. and any NORMAL teenager would choose the CHOCOLATE!! unless of course.. they're on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I usually sleep on the couch.. but I study on the bed.. so for the time being let's just call it MY bed. nice to say it actually.. I HAVE A BED AND NO LONGER A COUCH!! =P Confused?? Well, my parents want me to sleep with them.. and errhh.. they have this L-shaped couch in their ENORMOUS room.. so I sleep on the couch there.. it's not like we don't have enough rooms.. in fact we have MORE than enough.. it's just family sleeping time!! =D hahaha. feels good to say I HAVE A BED AND NO LONGER SLEEP ON A COUCH. gahh i win!! hahaha!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and.&lt;/p&gt;I found this QUITE funnie picture from somewhere.. forgot where.. it's kinda racist.. but I think SOME weirdos might like it.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078921548644542690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rnv0PT0I6OI/AAAAAAAAAM0/PvCzSHMbicg/s400/ducks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. Well.. the clock has FINALLY stopped striking and my dad is pestering me to stop and go to sleep so that I can sit for the competition tomorrow. wait. not tomorrow. today later at 8 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. I'll be going off now.&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'll edit later.. okay??&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE MORE!!&lt;br /&gt;~eevee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-539141246817615841?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/539141246817615841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=539141246817615841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/539141246817615841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/539141246817615841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-hundredth-post.html' title='ONE HUNDREDTH POST!!'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rnv0PD0I6NI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6K7icFl09Jo/s72-c/international_fireworks_2_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-3397846898377897430</id><published>2007-06-22T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:30:56.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOOH</title><content type='html'>lol.. weird title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'll be going for the Maths Olympiad with Mike Kim Yun Joong at UiTM..&lt;br /&gt;and I'll be seeing my dearest Xing Xin there!! grrr =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. poor Mike.&lt;br /&gt;When he heard competition he totally got scared.. and straightaway started studying maths.. and dropped all other subjects.. despite the fact that exam's next week (we were informed of the competition on Monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday he told me, "Evelyn.. Maths so hard. You know how to do??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He handed me his book.&lt;br /&gt;and my eyes went like this. o_O&lt;br /&gt;He was studying trigonometry, and all the sines and cosines.. and tangents.. aka ADD MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mike! competition not so difficult lah!! Only Form 2!! Why you study so hard!!??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Form 2?!! AHH.. CHIBAILOMA. (what's that i dono.. but I bet it's a bad word... so I don't want to know either)"&lt;br /&gt;"Evelyn.. I study FIVE DAYS! I never study for exam.. ahh.. f***."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nevermind lah Mike.. lol.. not so difficult lah.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kesian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after that he started asking me questions about history.. French Revolution.. Louis' trial and execution.. murder of Marat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Evelyn.. ahh.. actually I don't need study for competition. Malaysia form 2 very easy! ahh.. Now I die in exam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesian leh. T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. and Mrs. Leong said that if EVERYBODY in class gets a B for history she'll bring us to Pizza Hut. =)=)=) Mike was like "B?? SEE FIRST. I THINK CANNOT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go study my science now. **sighs*&lt;br /&gt;IHATEEXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~eevee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-3397846898377897430?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/3397846898377897430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=3397846898377897430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/3397846898377897430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/3397846898377897430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/hooh.html' title='HOOH'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-656353767713187300</id><published>2007-06-22T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:40:48.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EEVEE!!!</title><content type='html'>lol.. was browsing through Friendster profiles.. and I was looking through Fiona's profile.. and I looked at the Uke and Seme test.. sat for it.. got Innocent Uke.. dono what's that.. and I don't really care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. I went to the &lt;a href="http://www.rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;http://www.rumandmonkey.com/&lt;/a&gt; page and I sat for this &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/5350/"&gt;WHAT POKEMON ARE YOU&lt;/a&gt; test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I got..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/5350/"&gt;&lt;img title="Eevee" alt="Eevee" src="http://stat.rumandmonkey.com/tests/0/5/5350/21284.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eevee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/5350/"&gt;Take What pokemon are you? today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created with &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;Rum and Monkey&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/"&gt;Personality Test Generator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. I didn't expect to get my own name!!&lt;br /&gt;Eeveeeee...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tralalalaaa.. so happie right now..&lt;br /&gt;I got my own sweet name.. Eevee suits me well leh.. =D&lt;br /&gt;thanks Abel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUESTIONS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When faced with a fight, what would you do? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Run away&lt;br /&gt;2. Stare blankly/go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;3. Stand and fight the nasty bugger!&lt;br /&gt;4. try and resolve the situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose number 4.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How would you describe yourself? BE HONEST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Friendly, caring and sweet&lt;br /&gt;2. Firey, passionate, confident&lt;br /&gt;3. Athletic, adventurous&lt;br /&gt;4. Dumb, confused, boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I chose number 1. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How tall are you? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Small&lt;br /&gt;2. Average&lt;br /&gt;3. Tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose number 1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do you sometimes work for the forces of evil? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yes, most definitely MWAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;2. No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I chose number 2.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which type are YOU??? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Water&lt;br /&gt;2. Fire&lt;br /&gt;3. Grass/bug&lt;br /&gt;4. Poison&lt;br /&gt;5. Electric&lt;br /&gt;6. Psychic&lt;br /&gt;7. Normal/flying&lt;br /&gt;8. Fighting/rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose number 7.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you look for in a boy/girlfriend? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Strength. they have to cope with tough situations. no cry babies!&lt;br /&gt;2. Caring. they have to be gentle and selfless.&lt;br /&gt;3. Attractiveness. NO MINGERS!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Adventurous. they have to be confident, daring and bubbly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I chose number 2.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you do in your spare time? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sleep...............................&lt;br /&gt;2. PISS OFF!!! mwahaha now, back to my plans for world domination...&lt;br /&gt;3. lalala... little bit of this little bit of that...&lt;br /&gt;4. Socialise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I chose number 3.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...Digimon? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. NO WAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Digimon? oh cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I chose number 1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. I am so freakishly glad right now that I have Eeveeeeee =)&lt;br /&gt;next thing you know I'm going to start collecting Eevee cards or something..&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;nahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr... a mosquito just stopped on my nose and bit me. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you around.. my kho kho tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;~ev~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-656353767713187300?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/656353767713187300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=656353767713187300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/656353767713187300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/656353767713187300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/eevee.html' title='EEVEE!!!'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-556473381561898165</id><published>2007-06-21T04:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:40:42.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>early bird??</title><content type='html'>lol... it's currently 4.50am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;surprised?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was supposed to study until 2am, but then I fell asleep at 1.30am, and then woke up at 4.30am... lol.. I don't know if I should stay awake until school. We've got netball practice during co-co tomorrow.. i might be falling asleep on the field!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. Am currently very sad.. my brother came up at 11.30pm.. my mom came up at 12.15am.. and furious that he did not sleep when he came up.. made him do more work.. and that is where the fight between my mom and my dad started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM: "He lied!! He's not sleepy at all!! If he were a little bit more hardworking... he wouldn't be this stupid!!"&lt;br /&gt;DAD: "LEAVE HIM ALONE!!"&lt;br /&gt;mom turns to face my brother..&lt;br /&gt;MOM: "You ungrateful little bastar... *bursts into tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i somehow got stupidly involved.&lt;br /&gt;MOM: "All my kids.. they don't love me anymore.. I only have baby now. Last time I used to have Yi Lynn.. now I only have baby.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TALK ABOUT JEALOUSY.&lt;br /&gt;but I'm not jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to being early. AM TIRED AND FED UP OF STUDYING.. BUT I CAN'T BE TIRED.. BECAUSE I HAVEN'T STUDIED MUCH ACTUALLY...&lt;br /&gt;**grins with i'm-sorry expression*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHH. i hate exams.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. I think I'll stay awake until school hours.&lt;br /&gt;WATCH OUT WORLD!! YOU'VE GOT ONE TIRED AND SLEEPY GIRL COMING AFTER YOU!&lt;br /&gt;**grins, falls asleep, and drools*&lt;br /&gt;eww.. no way am I drooling.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go now,&lt;br /&gt;~ev~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-556473381561898165?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/556473381561898165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=556473381561898165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/556473381561898165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/556473381561898165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/early-bird.html' title='early bird??'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-7771684640529968485</id><published>2007-06-20T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:13:49.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random..</title><content type='html'>gahhh... I hate exams so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially announce that I lost my GEOGRAPHY CONNECTIONS [the green one] and I'm currently PARANOID about how I'm going to study for my exam.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, my mom is more worried about how much the book will cost if I don't find the book, because the book's on loan.&lt;br /&gt;shoootttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday I went through Zhong Wei's profile.. and after listening to the Kingdom Hearts song I decided to go to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/&lt;/a&gt; and look for Kingdom Heart videos.&lt;br /&gt;For every video, there was a description.. and errhh... there were many names that I didn't know.. so I went to &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;http://www.google.com/&lt;/a&gt; and image-searched the characters.&lt;br /&gt;one of the was KAIRI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS SO CUTEEEE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ignorant to have only noticed now.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention she is also pretty.&lt;br /&gt;hey, I'm still straight.. don't get me wrong. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;** grins sheepishly** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078137450825050242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 50px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 30px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="23" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RnkrGz0I6II/AAAAAAAAAME/GBnrnikSjFE/s400/MsgPlus_Img2051.png" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I LOVE THIS PICTURE.. ESPECIALLY THE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;COLOUR!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078131476525541346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RnklrD0I5-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/fcCGiilvFto/s400/kairi9qhge9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078145838896179362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RnkyvD0I6KI/AAAAAAAAAMU/LsKqd0Ak6vE/s400/hola.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078145830306244754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rnkyuj0I6JI/AAAAAAAAAMM/gVgaUEqjGQk/s400/namine.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078148544725575874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rnk1Mj0I6MI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EcFn-GLFt-8/s400/profilepic51864_11.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While looking for Kairi photos I found some other NICE random pictures..&lt;br /&gt;I show you.. hehe =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078136308363749378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RnkqET0I6AI/AAAAAAAAALE/7WP_027-rVI/s320/2uhbdxj.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078136308363749410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RnkqET0I6CI/AAAAAAAAALU/DMLqS5KeajE/s320/bird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078145838896179378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RnkyvD0I6LI/AAAAAAAAAMc/CDV4lwGi1wo/s400/neverletyougo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't know who's this.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;gotta go study Italy and Japan in my remaining GEOGRAPHY PLACES now..&lt;br /&gt;Love all of you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~eve~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-7771684640529968485?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/7771684640529968485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=7771684640529968485' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7771684640529968485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7771684640529968485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/random_20.html' title='random..'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RnkrGz0I6II/AAAAAAAAAME/GBnrnikSjFE/s72-c/MsgPlus_Img2051.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-421724536610160249</id><published>2007-06-19T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T23:16:14.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomizing</title><content type='html'>I hate being sick, especially before exams.&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm having a terrible headache... and I've been listening to the same song over and over again.. (the song "With All I am" in my blog..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm studying about Italy.. Geography Places, and I can't concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have to ban myself from the computer. aisshh...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I think I lost my Geography Connections. I don't know what happened to it.. now I'm wondering how I'm going to study, let alone concentrate for next week's exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgghhh.. I've been hunching so much that now my back and shoulders hurt. OUCH. My feet are KEBAS (where it's painful and ticklish at the same time, like there's a force field around your feet.. LEARN UP YOUR MALAY:: KEBAS!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr.. I hate exams. ishhh...&lt;br /&gt;I'm staring at the pears that my mom gave me. I poked one of them just now. IT'S SO HARD!&lt;br /&gt;I want my favourite fruit. I'm not going to eat a hard pear.. I know she has more of my favourite fruit!!!  T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz... gotta go study now.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;~eve~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-421724536610160249?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/421724536610160249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=421724536610160249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/421724536610160249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/421724536610160249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/randomizing.html' title='Randomizing'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-3035966844519507332</id><published>2007-06-18T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T20:41:38.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>I have this bad habit.. whenever it's about 10:15pm, I kinda sorta get hungry.. well, not the famished type of hungry, the I-wish-I-had-something-to-exercise-my-teeth-on type of hungry.. and usually, I'd go for keropok.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just now.. my mom came in.. and she went all motherly-like and said, "Yi Lynn, why do you stay in the room and do your work?"&lt;br /&gt;and then her eyes darted over to the set of headphones beside the computer.&lt;br /&gt;"Yi Lynn, I don't believe in studying and listening to music at the same time.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wasn't listening to music. If I were listening, I would be wearing the headphones."&lt;br /&gt;And truthfully, it wasn't a lie. It was the WHOLE truth. I didn't listen to music. Imeem was loading sooo slowly that I waited for 45 minutes, and the song I wanted to listen to had only finished loading 6%.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about impatience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the conversation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then why is the headphone attached to your computer?"&lt;br /&gt;"I left it there yesterday. I was listening to music yesterday. Baba said I could."&lt;br /&gt;"Don't do that anymore. When you're studying you cannot get comfortable. You shouldn't even be studying on the bed. Sit on the floor. You can leave your book and the computer on the bed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's where I am now. On the floor, with a comforter.. in this COLD FREEZING ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic,&lt;br /&gt;I was hungry.&lt;br /&gt;My mom came up with a pack of fish keropok that she bought from Sitiawan.&lt;br /&gt;I was debating whether to eat or not.. and in the end, I ate about 3 pieces.&lt;br /&gt;then she came up.. with a bowl of my FAVOURITE fruits.&lt;br /&gt;She could have come up earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, I thought you said you didn't have anymore of those fruits!!"&lt;br /&gt;(I was practically begging her yesterday for them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I just bought them today. Nah, this whole bowl is for you."&lt;br /&gt;Eyes dart to the computer. then she leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could have gave me those fruits earlier..&lt;br /&gt;Here I am fattening myself with fish keropoks and she is enjoying herself with MY favourite fruits?&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the name of the fruit. My grandma usually cuts it into pieces and puts it in a bowl for me.. so I haven't really seen the fruit itself, just pieces of the fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm supposed to be studying now.. but I find Napoleon a bit boring.. and I am utterly annoyed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;Julius Caesar said these words right? "I came, I saw, I conquered."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought, for 5 seconds, that Napoleon had said them.&lt;br /&gt;What??!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was mad at Napoleon.. how high-and-mighty he thought he was.&lt;br /&gt;Why I was mad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extract from my History text book:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Napoleon: "Public education does not suit women, as they are not called upon to live in public: manners are everything for them: marriage is their whole estimation. In France women are considered too highly. They should not be regarded as equal to men. In reality they are nothing more than machines for producing children. Disorder would be introuduced into society if women abandoned the state of dependence which is their rightful position."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were in front of Napoleon, king or no king.. I would have given him a piece of my mind. Who did he think he was?? Condemning women just because women have more brains than him.. hmph.. MACHINES for producing children. I think he had a grudge against women because he himself had trouble with his privates!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extract no.2 from History text book:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He began to have trouble urinating when he was 27. This was caused by an inflammation. Sometimes yells of pain could be heard when he went to the toilet. Trouble urinating caused him to delay the start of the Battle of Borodino as he lay helpless in bed. Contracted Frohlich's Disease, which caused shrinking of his privates. Suffered from lifeong constipation and piles. The pain and frustration sometimes made him very irritable. He would have sudden bursts of anger. His doctors treated him with leeches. These had little effect, if not none at all.&lt;br /&gt;His brother claimed that an acute attack of piles contributed to Napoleon's defeat at the Battle of Waterloo on 18 June 1815. On 16 June he was in a strong position to attack Welington's British army. He was treated for piles by his surgeon all night, and this may have delayed him from marching against Wellington on 17 June.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH. Serves him right. That murderer, women-condemner, shortie, ugly, proud, arrogant wannabe king!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahh. this is not my character. If I were me right now, I wouldn't care at all. After all, he's the one who would be giving me my history marks!!&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chao. I have to go and study more about Napoleon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napoleon-condemner in turn,&lt;br /&gt;~evelyn~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-3035966844519507332?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/3035966844519507332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=3035966844519507332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/3035966844519507332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/3035966844519507332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-4801003909373662085</id><published>2007-06-17T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T16:43:07.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hearts!!</title><content type='html'>I lovee all of you!!&lt;br /&gt;just bear that in mind... just remember that.. okay!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're in need of a friend...&lt;br /&gt;call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel like you're alone in the world..&lt;br /&gt;call me, or at least think of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you want a shoulder to cry on..&lt;br /&gt;come and cari me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or if you're just lonely.&lt;br /&gt;call me.. or look for me  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile more!!!&lt;br /&gt;~evelyn~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-4801003909373662085?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/4801003909373662085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=4801003909373662085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4801003909373662085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4801003909373662085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/hearts.html' title='hearts!!'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-1295511293531950480</id><published>2007-06-17T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T16:29:51.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace, Serenity</title><content type='html'>I OFFICIALLY ANNOUNCE 16TH OF JUNE THE MOST PEACEFUL DAY OF MY ENTIRE LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (actually yesterday, because it's 12:30am now) I found the holy spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had it dwell in me for a few minutes... and well, it was a calming feeling.. a sensation.. something that I wanted to go on forever and ever, and not end... I wanted to just stand there with the Auntie Lily, with her praying for me.. I didn't want it to end at all..&lt;br /&gt;but in the end it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cooling.. it was nice... it was peaceful.. there was a sense of security.. and you get the feeling that everything will be alright.. all you have to do is surrender yourself.&lt;br /&gt;and i did.&lt;br /&gt;and once you do it, you see that everything else will fall in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry because you're sad.&lt;br /&gt;Cry because you're happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a different thought altogether.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go through it again.. but I don't think it will be the same..&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~evelyn~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-1295511293531950480?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/1295511293531950480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=1295511293531950480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1295511293531950480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1295511293531950480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/peace-serenity.html' title='Peace, Serenity'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-4727528245867630062</id><published>2007-06-15T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:22:54.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-no title-.. again..</title><content type='html'>HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one post a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRYAN CHAN I AM SO SORRY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technically I think I got him in trouble, because yesterday he suddenly offlined and didn't come online whole night after, and today he isn't online either, and umm.. he told me on Tuesday, "See you Friday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I got him in trouble. somehow. maybe with his auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;grr&lt;br /&gt;I'm messing up every single thing I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS THE CHURCH CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;and I've been looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, I registered my name&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short post.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta study and finish my homework&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe later I'll blog again.&lt;br /&gt;~ev~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-4727528245867630062?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/4727528245867630062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=4727528245867630062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4727528245867630062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4727528245867630062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-title-again_15.html' title='-no title-.. again..'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-5010138539901248786</id><published>2007-06-15T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:30:24.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHILDISH??</title><content type='html'>hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother has this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cap that he wore for PRODUCTION last year... and errhh.. it isn't really a cap... or a hat.. it's like a shower cap.. but made of silk.. and not used for showering.&lt;br /&gt;HE USED IT WHEN HE ACTED AS THE FROG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;and I found it just now in the cupboard of old-useless-worn-clothes.&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, of course, due to my childish ways..&lt;br /&gt;I wore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I realised a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "head wear" pressed against my fringe.. and the tips of my fringe reached below my eyes, until the start of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A FRINGE CUT. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A HAIR CUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my brother wore it.. it fitted him just right.. but for me.. it was SO big that I had extra space to hide things on my head, and it covered my ears.&lt;br /&gt;THUS,&lt;br /&gt;MY BROTHER'S HEAD IS BIGGER THAN MINE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so true. and I'm embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the shortest and smallest and youngest in the class.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the shortest and smallest and youngest in my church youth group.&lt;br /&gt;My feet are wayyyy smaller than Xing Yao and Bryan Chan (yeap, I measured that day in church..)&lt;br /&gt;my GLASSES are also smaller than Xing Yao and Bryan Chan.&lt;br /&gt;I am wayyy shorter than Xing Xin who is the same age as me..&lt;br /&gt;My hands are also wayy smaller than all the pianists, giving me a disadvantage.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I STILL DON'T COMPLAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, my head is smaller than my brother's as well!!&lt;br /&gt;**heaves deeply&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD made me who I'm meant to be&lt;br /&gt;HE loves me just the way I am&lt;br /&gt;GOD made me who I'm meant to be&lt;br /&gt;HIS dream for me is so amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for this simple reason&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to be me!&lt;br /&gt;whoa oh whoa oh&lt;br /&gt;My GOD watches over me&lt;br /&gt;whoa oh whoa oh&lt;br /&gt;I feel like royalty&lt;br /&gt;and for this simple reason&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to be me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;VBS 2006. My first and last vacation bible study. NO WAY AM I FORGETTING IT!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind at all if I'm the smallest, youngest, or shortest.&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of being me... of being the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH!! THIS IS SOOO IMPORTANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the back top of your heads you have this spiral thing, and that's the middle source of your hair?&lt;br /&gt;MOST people have one right.. rarely you find people with two..&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those rare people with two spirals.&lt;br /&gt;I have two spirals, two middle sources of hair on my head.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.... people with two spirals on their head are believed to be cheeky, mischievious, witty, STUBBORN, bad-tempered, and uhh.. bad-tempered.&lt;br /&gt;ALL OF WHICH I HAVE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;,&lt;   eee... malu edi&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;I think the two spiral hair on the head thingy suits my brother more than me..&lt;br /&gt;of all people, me!!&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind.. I kinda like having two on my head... hehe.. I get uhh... more sunlight??&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~evelyn~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-5010138539901248786?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/5010138539901248786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=5010138539901248786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5010138539901248786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5010138539901248786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/childish.html' title='CHILDISH??'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-3329406271927915346</id><published>2007-06-14T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T16:33:45.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eliza, computer therapist</title><content type='html'>I was googling just now.. and I suddenly remembered Miss Ang's lessons.. and ELIZA THE COMPUTER THERAPIST flowed into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to GOOGLE, typed "Eliza, the computer therapist" and the clicked Search.&lt;br /&gt;and then went into the first link, and chatted with this ignorant computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE'S MY CONVERSATION WITH ELIZA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ones are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eliza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ones are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Eliza is a FEMALE computer "therapist"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Eliza-a friend you could never have before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why don't you know if we belong together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;EWW.. I DON'T WANT TO GO OUT WITH YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do you wish to be able to WANT TO GO OUT WITH me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nooo.. I would NEVER want to! YOU'RE A COMPUTER!! AND YOU'RE A FEMALE ONE TOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What makes you think I am A COMPUTER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;because you are Eliza, who only tricks me with string substitution and canned responses based on keywords.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What makes you think I am Eliza, who only tricks me with string substitution and canned responses based on keywords?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;because you emulate a ROGERIAN PSYCHOTHERAPIST and you were created by MICHAL WALLACE and GEORGE DUNLOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're not really talking about me, are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I am talking about you to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think it is normal to be talking about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NO... i don't even know why I'm wasting my time talking to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you really know why you're wasting your time talking to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Because i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you believe it's normal to be bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;OF COURSE!! BECAUSE ONLY YOU DON'T HAVE FEELINGS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh... DON'T HAVE FEELINGS??!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah, I never had such a FRIEND like her before.&lt;/div&gt;muahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;~evelyn~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-3329406271927915346?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/3329406271927915346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=3329406271927915346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/3329406271927915346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/3329406271927915346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/eliza-computer-therapist.html' title='Eliza, computer therapist'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-8777793089297347063</id><published>2007-06-14T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T23:46:42.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAH!!</title><content type='html'>I found out one thing:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOYS CAN SAY ALL KIND OF NICE THINGS TO PLEASE YOU, BUT NONE OF THEIR WORDS MEAN ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full stop.&lt;br /&gt;and i know it hurts, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm speaking on behalf of a friend whom I strongly agree with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~evelyn~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-8777793089297347063?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/8777793089297347063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=8777793089297347063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8777793089297347063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8777793089297347063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/hah.html' title='HAH!!'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-1925490778444441071</id><published>2007-06-14T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T23:13:43.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dentist appointment</title><content type='html'>I have been deprived of blogging for 3 quarters of a day... now I only have one night to blog it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;some language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. the reason I didn't blog whole day today is because I went to the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would wear braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then now I think I've changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said that when I clench my teeth together.. I have a deep bite.. meaning.. my lower row of teeth will sink BEHIND my upper row of teeth, making it look as if I have only one row of teeth..&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. my dad and brother has it too.. but not my mom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... he said I have to wear some kind of mould (that will be ready-made in about 2 weeks time) and I have to wear that mould for A FEW MONTHS!!!&lt;br /&gt;a few months... before he can pull out two of my PRECIOUS permanent teeth from my upper row of teeth.. and then finally.. the braces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;permanent teeth being pulled out.. imagine the yanking of the teeth.. and what if the teeth doesn't come out??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind pulling out a milk tooth, because the milk tooth is already loose! It's just dangling there! Waiting to be pulled... and then sometimes.. you just bite a piece of bread and then it comes off!!&lt;br /&gt;But now.. a PERMANENT TOOTH... that's PERMANENTLY STUCK IN YOUR GUM.. your gum gotta be JABBED BY INJECTIONS!! and then.. YANKED OUT! PULLED OUT WITH TWO HANDS WITH ALL THE DENTIST'S MIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;and blood.. all blood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ishh..&lt;br /&gt;urgghh..&lt;br /&gt;grrrr......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of the pulling teeth.. but the braces and the mould.. not THAT afraid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brrr...&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-R-E-A-T... i lost my beloved pen.. that is RM 16.90!! ishh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating chocolates and sweets now... ish.. going to put on weight.. =)&lt;br /&gt;but I want to enjoy the sweet-ness before it all comes crashing down because of a metal thing in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;if you know what i mean... hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~evelyn~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-1925490778444441071?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/1925490778444441071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=1925490778444441071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1925490778444441071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1925490778444441071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/dentist-appointment.html' title='Dentist appointment'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-4451787857984226521</id><published>2007-06-13T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T14:47:56.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-no title-</title><content type='html'>People have been asking me how come I've been blogging so much lately, like 4 posts a day..&lt;br /&gt;I said, "I'm bored.. and I finished checking all my emails, finished approving Friendster comments, etc etc.."&lt;br /&gt;and also, because there's no one to chat with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they ask, "you blog so much.. that if I don't read your blog for 3 days.. I'm already left behind.. not only do I have to read the WHOOLLEEEE page.. scrolling down and down and down.. I have to click 'OLDER POSTS' as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, readers, I'm not forcing you to read or anything.. It's not like I go around asking, "Hey have you read my blog yet?? Go read lah.. soo nice"&lt;br /&gt;In fact, many of you ask, "Hey Eve, have you updated your blog yet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining or anything.&lt;br /&gt;I'm apologising.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just bored.. and I'm sorry if overloading of posts annoy you.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't blog for few days.. you also complain.. "Yerr Eve, why never update blog?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm.. I'll just continue blogging&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evelyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-4451787857984226521?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/4451787857984226521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=4451787857984226521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4451787857984226521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4451787857984226521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-title_13.html' title='-no title-'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-1853830451813665517</id><published>2007-06-13T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:26:45.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>title!! L-O-V-E</title><content type='html'>You know what.. for once.. I'm going to forget the fact that I've lost two close friends, I'm going to forget the fact that I'm bored, I'm going to forget that I'm alone now, I'm going to forget the fact that games are better than friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.read.the.bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-U-R-P-R-I-S-I-N-G??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.yeah.. surprising for myself too.&lt;br /&gt;but I have to read leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom got me a new bible.. i think i mentioned before.. and erhh.. I haven't really opened it yet.. excluding the day i opened it in GLADSOUNDS, JUSCO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well.. was reading the bible when I came across this...really meaningful and well, it taught me a lot..&lt;br /&gt;in fact, WHATEVER IT SAYS IS EXACTLY WHAT MY MOM TELLS ME EVERY SINGLE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving my mom to bits right now.&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes somewhat like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE PASSAGE&lt;/strong&gt; for kids&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;f I can speak beautifully and can sing like an angel, but don't love others, I sound like a child banging on a piano or a screeching radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm very smart, almost a genius, if I can figure out the hardest maths questions and understand sentence diagrams, but don't love others, I am nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ove will stand in line and wait its turn.&lt;br /&gt;Love looks for the good in others.&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't always want what others have, and it doesn't brag about what it does have.&lt;br /&gt;Love is polite, even when the other person is rude.&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't always have to be first.&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't get angry over the small things, and it doesn't remember one reason after another to be hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Love isn't happy when someone else fails but is happy with the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Love will always protect others, especially those who are often picked on or teased.&lt;br /&gt;Love always believes the best about others and is steady and true.&lt;br /&gt;Love never gives up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;reaching will stop someday. So will speaches. Knowledge will come to an end. Today we only know part of what there is to know. We can preach and speak only with a small part of understanding, but when perfection comes then what is imperfect will go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I am now young, so I talk and think and speak like a child. When I become and adult I will put childish ways behind me. Now we see only a poor reflection, like in a mirror; then we will see face-to-face. Now I only know part of what there is to know; then I will fully and will be fully known. HOW TRUE THESE WORDS ARE. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now these three remain:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;faith, hope and love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But the greatest of these is love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 Corinthians 13: 13&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-1853830451813665517?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/1853830451813665517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=1853830451813665517' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1853830451813665517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1853830451813665517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/title-l-o-v-e_13.html' title='title!! L-O-V-E'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-5296612352861815576</id><published>2007-06-12T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T17:03:29.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>My heart.. is soft like tissue.&lt;br /&gt;wet it.. it'll tear.&lt;br /&gt;poke it.. it'll cry red tears...&lt;br /&gt;hit it.. i'll spurt blood at u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday it was broken 4 times.. twice by people twice by words..&lt;br /&gt;and it bled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it's broken once.. by an image.&lt;br /&gt;You know what.. I'm full of love love love love love love.. but no one to share it with.. because I've been getting on people's nerves.. and certainly.. when Anushka said that hate is the new love and love is the new hate.. I see that.&lt;br /&gt;I try to love.. but it is interpreted as hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine.. if that is the way I love people.. then.. errhh.. I'd rather stay at home like this everyday and just blog and blog and read and read and work and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm speaking about love as in friends.. and not as in friend friend friends.. that kind.. you people have dirty minds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this.. YOU+ME+MY ROOM = - answer -&lt;br /&gt;the first thing people thing is ITTT.. eww..&lt;br /&gt;and the answer is slumber party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dummiee..&lt;br /&gt;my hand is wounded due to too much onlining..&lt;br /&gt;aishh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that after I finish the remaning money in my sim card.. when the credit actually reaches RM0.00 I'm gonna give the sim card to someone else.. I don't deserve it.. and it's been bad for my health n heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna take care of my heart.. watch me.. you can't break it.. whatever you say..&lt;br /&gt;you might have a good time poking its sensitive self and watching it go be-dup be-dup.. but u can't hurt it no more... it's solid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no.. no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oocchh.. my ears hurt.. I wear glasses.. and with HEADPHONES.. NOT EARPHONES.. they press against my ear.. and errhh.. I've been wearing them for hours.. and yes the bacteria level is going up.. and DEFINITELY yes.. I'm gonna clean my ears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untouched,&lt;br /&gt;evelyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-5296612352861815576?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/5296612352861815576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=5296612352861815576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5296612352861815576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/5296612352861815576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-466115158078084935</id><published>2007-06-12T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:46:02.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-no title-</title><content type='html'>once again, I apologise for the -no title-s, many of you are complaining.. but I don't know how to choose titles.. I'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad now.. I seem to have lost everyone I ever cared for...&lt;br /&gt;I have three best friends..&lt;br /&gt;I lost one best friend, and lost a close friend dear to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;another best friend of mine is busy with school, and i think she's rather tired.. her school just started yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;my 3rd best friend goes to afternoon school, and he can't use his handphone or go online on weekdays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOBZZ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupidcalifragelisticespieledocious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---this part was removed--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy here and listening to Natasha Bedingfield over and over again..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to argue, I don't want to fight..&lt;br /&gt;no more... not any more..&lt;br /&gt;please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend whom now I have lost touch with already once popped a question to me.. when he was in his downs..&lt;br /&gt;"What are friends for if none of them are EVER there for you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quiet. I didn't know how to answer him.&lt;br /&gt;I guess we all have to stand on our own feet and walk the path of God alone..&lt;br /&gt;with God..&lt;br /&gt;*sighs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know what in the world I'm talking about,&lt;br /&gt;evelyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-466115158078084935?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/466115158078084935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=466115158078084935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/466115158078084935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/466115158078084935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-title_5231.html' title='-no title-'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-3227200364665092955</id><published>2007-06-12T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T12:23:29.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-no title-</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry... I know some of you are fed up with this no title thing..&lt;br /&gt;but I really don't know how to choose good titles..&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored to death..&lt;br /&gt;talking to Josiah Hoo now.. and he's my porcupine!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;a fair porcupine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;was watching Russell Peters.. despite the bad words.. I was laughing until I couldn't laugh no more.. but I still laughed.. it was disgusting at some parts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth.. in comedy movies.. I don't laugh... I just smile.. or give a happy hmph.. but I don't&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;augh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ut&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;oud..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But during this Rusell Peters show..I didn't laugh that much as well.. but I stil laugh as in.. laugh out soft...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Geez I don't know how to ontrol this colour thing.. now I'm typing white to white post part thingy.. cuz I want the white words to show in my blog.. but now I dont' know wat I'm typing. and I'm not even looking at the keyboard.. which is even worse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so if there's some kind of foreign language here.. please dont' hesitate to complain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;loving EVERYBODY in the whole wide world including strangers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;evelyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-3227200364665092955?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/3227200364665092955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=3227200364665092955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/3227200364665092955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/3227200364665092955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-title_12.html' title='-no title-'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-6165700965155713407</id><published>2007-06-11T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T00:00:34.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-no title-</title><content type='html'>muahaha.. I think this month I can reach 30 or ++ posts.. muahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyk my banner? not much... but at least i can say that i know how to edit pictures and make banners!! last time my friends say i'm cute cuz i can't do them! now i can! muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;dunno what else to blog about.. but at least i can blog.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;see the picture.. changed... instead of the building.. it's my sister wearing MY oversized headphones..&lt;br /&gt;those headphones are what I use to listen to music.. and to talk during msn..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read from one of Carmen Chan's bulletins on Friendster (drat.. I din save that bulletin...)&lt;br /&gt;that wearing headphones for more than an hour will increase the amount of bacteria by about x10,000 times!&lt;br /&gt;I've been wearing headphones for about 4 hours already!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna clean my ears later.. DEFINITELY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;i'm being thoughtful and trying not to be a pain in the neck&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evelyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-6165700965155713407?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/6165700965155713407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=6165700965155713407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6165700965155713407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6165700965155713407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-title_671.html' title='-no title-'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-8698942394937577539</id><published>2007-06-11T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T22:54:29.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>braces</title><content type='html'>I've decided.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to wear braces this Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to wear them.&lt;br /&gt;and tahan the pain..&lt;br /&gt;and.. and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so nervous..&lt;br /&gt;they say must pull out teeth also.. aiyo.. that's the most painful part.. ESPECIALLY when it's not a milk tooth or when the teeth's not loose.. WHEN IT'S A PERMANENT TOOTH!!&lt;br /&gt;ONCE, and only once.. I got a pig's mouth after pulling a tooth.. as in.. the upper lip was swollen for about 4 hours.. i was squirming too much and the doctor jabbed the needle into my lip instead of the gum..&lt;br /&gt;after that, I didn't dare to move in the dentist's chair agian... never ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scared.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a coward.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go through the pain.. and yet I want to wear braces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouvina, Jeanie, Bryan Liew, Wilson Lam.. they all said it hurts soooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo en, of ALL PEOPLE, JO EN!! says it's not..&lt;br /&gt;she's so thin and fragile and sweet... and innocent.. I don't know how she can say it's not painful!! and she's NOT lying!! I can pledge to that!! (is pledging equivalent to swearing?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's until Thursday..&lt;br /&gt;please.. any advice.. please.. any advice at all.. if I should wear or not.. will be most appreciated..&lt;br /&gt;I can back out anytime... and I don't want to regret, that is, if I'm making the wrong choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scared and don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh... short post cuz I'm running out of ideas...&lt;br /&gt;see you!&lt;br /&gt;evelyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-8698942394937577539?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/8698942394937577539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=8698942394937577539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8698942394937577539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8698942394937577539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/braces.html' title='braces'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-6602807708006564556</id><published>2007-06-11T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:48:15.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-no title-</title><content type='html'>--removed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-6602807708006564556?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/6602807708006564556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=6602807708006564556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6602807708006564556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6602807708006564556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-title_541.html' title='-no title-'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-2832370048496611487</id><published>2007-06-11T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T17:28:10.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-no title-.. again...</title><content type='html'>HATE.&lt;br /&gt;such a big word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;means:&lt;br /&gt;hate&lt;br /&gt;loathe&lt;br /&gt;detest&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;specifically, in my WHOLE entire life, I've never really actually REALLy hated anybody..&lt;br /&gt;i'm seriously nodding my head when I'm typing this..&lt;br /&gt;and yeah I'm listening to Bad Day by Daniel Powter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;I've never really hated anybody..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pauline..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could tell in STD 5... i was only 10.. i didn't know anything back then.. don't hold a grudge against me.. I didn't hold one against you.. I'm sorry dear.. I didn't mean it.. and yeah.. I'm almost a year younger than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you count.. "I don't want to friend you anymore!!"&lt;br /&gt;or "yerr.. where can liddat wern!" as hate.. then yes.&lt;br /&gt;If not.. I've never REALLY hated anyone before.&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten REALLY angry at people before.. but never hate.&lt;br /&gt;serious. dead serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a habit of budging in when I'm not supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;not just interrupting.&lt;br /&gt;really BUDGING IN.&lt;br /&gt;because I'm a nosy parker.&lt;br /&gt;and I admit I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be there for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;and I guess I'm just trying too hard.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be involved..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to say.. in case anything i say u go "HMPH!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I'll just keep it simple and child-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for everything I've done.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being such an ass (donkey) (stubborn)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being a rat.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being a brat.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being spoit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for in this fact, existing in all of your lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, as I think back.. I don't think my being here has EVER benefited any of you.. in fact.. it has only made things worse.&lt;br /&gt;I've troubled you..&lt;br /&gt;I've been such a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for such a long time... I've been giving nothing but troubles, worries, etc.. not only to you guys but to everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of quitting everything I've ever started.. and just get on with a life that doesn't include going out or having fun.&lt;br /&gt;that's the rest of my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;GOD OWNS IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno about many of you.. all I know.. is that many of you think that I don't think about God at all.&lt;br /&gt;many of you think I always forget God.&lt;br /&gt;many of you think I don't pray, or talk to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I do.&lt;br /&gt;I love God.. I love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;and I daresay more than all of you.&lt;br /&gt;all of you.. even my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already learnt to put God first.&lt;br /&gt;I have already learnt that..&lt;br /&gt;now I have to learn to put God first in TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a difference. note it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My right hand palm wrist is sprained... turn your hand around so that the palm faces you.. there's a bone at the left hand corner of your palm.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;it's sore.. and I think some of the skin is peeling due to the keyboard when I've been typing just now..&lt;br /&gt;but I dont' care now.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't finished apologising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think that's more important than my writing hand.. or any hand at all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious.. I'm not just typing this to make you guys go "aww.."&lt;br /&gt;I'm saying this because I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know nusery rhymes?&lt;br /&gt;lyk BAA BAA BLACK SHEEP&lt;br /&gt;and TWINKLE TWINKLE&lt;br /&gt;and I LOVE YOU by BARNEY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing to laugh about when one listens to them.&lt;br /&gt;because nursery rhymes are just songs of innocence.&lt;br /&gt;same with JESUS LOVES ME..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;You love me&lt;br /&gt;We're a happy family&lt;br /&gt;with a great big hug and a kiss from me to you&lt;br /&gt;won't you say you love me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;You love me&lt;br /&gt;we're best friends as friends should be&lt;br /&gt;with a great big hug and a kiss from me to you&lt;br /&gt;wont you say you love me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I've sung that..&lt;br /&gt;Now I've been singing it over and over and over again, I think about 20 times for EACH verse already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many of the things I say.. I don't mean them.. In fact.. I was stupid enough to say those things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've had enough of crapping..&lt;br /&gt;enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just carry on with my old boring self.. the self I always wanted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Joash, and Xing Yao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaning as faraway from the keyboard as I can.. the keyboard is new... I don't want it to get wet..&lt;br /&gt;please.. I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like doing anything now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except think of you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;and I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont' know how to express how I feel now.. I feel weak and dizzy and strong on the inside..&lt;br /&gt;for no reason..&lt;br /&gt;strong as in God-lovers.. not strong as in.. go away type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it isn't like that..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the inside that's weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.. I'm confused..&lt;br /&gt;and I have to go finish my work.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now when I'm needing both of you guys most.. I've already lost our friendship... now I'm only talking to Allie, and as a stranger to me (I've never met her before) she's been really nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;evelyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-2832370048496611487?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/2832370048496611487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=2832370048496611487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2832370048496611487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2832370048496611487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-title-again.html' title='-no title-.. again...'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-8402206386356462067</id><published>2007-06-11T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T16:32:11.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-no title-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've been listening to songs.&lt;br /&gt;this is Bryan Chan's favourite song..&lt;br /&gt;just for those who are bored now..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/u87D8pE9lY/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/u87D8pE9lY/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Unwritten"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined&lt;br /&gt;I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, yeah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-8402206386356462067?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/8402206386356462067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=8402206386356462067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8402206386356462067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/8402206386356462067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-title_11.html' title='-no title-'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-3437754869330123064</id><published>2007-06-11T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T16:26:21.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-no title-</title><content type='html'>nowadays i won't put titles for my blogs.. maybe someday I will again..&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;no mood to blog now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i think i've just lost two of my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;and I've refused to forgive one of them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not me right now.&lt;br /&gt;it's not me.&lt;br /&gt;i've become someone/SOMETHING i've been trying to avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a spoilt brat.&lt;br /&gt;evelyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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I guess.. crap is MUCH MORE FUN THAN SAD POSTS.. am i right readers??&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;,&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. i'm annoying,&lt;br /&gt;evelyn.&lt;br /&gt;see. short and crappy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-4763122785990649329?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/4763122785990649329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=4763122785990649329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4763122785990649329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4763122785990649329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/whooaaa.html' title='whooaaa..'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-7398133600733286997</id><published>2007-06-11T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:50:33.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-no title-  ^^ V</title><content type='html'>ahh.. I'm just bored now.. trying to type as fast as I can.. and erm.. I think through the typing test CD that I had last time I type at 40 words per minute.. (that was a year ago) BORED.. we're having one week holidays now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN'T WE HAVE THE SAME HOLIDAY SCHEDULE AS THE GOVERNMENT SCHOOLS?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about my fellow school-mates.. but I really want to have the same holiday schedule... even better if the government schools follow our holiday schedule..&lt;br /&gt;because whenever they say.. "Hey, go to my house.. sleep!" my reply goes. "Sorry, I have school"&lt;br /&gt;and when I ask them, "Come to my house for sleepover.."&lt;br /&gt;They answer, "We have school wor.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THE ONLY TIME I CAN BE WITH THEM IS DURING THE END OF YEAR!! =,=''''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NEXT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school exams are coming soon.. I don't know why our STUUPID school had to bring them forward by soo much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO WEEKS TIME!&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO LEARN THE WHOLE SYLLABUS IN TWO WEEKS TIME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;grrrr.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T THEY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;POSTPONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the production time instead!!&lt;br /&gt;ishhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEXT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed netball practice today.&lt;br /&gt;somehow I couldn't wake up even though my alarm clock might have probably been ringing for ten minutes at 7:30am.. and I was trying not to puke the entire night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 9:00am and saw that I was already 1 hour late for practice.&lt;br /&gt;I knew if I showed up.. THE GENERAL would kill me for being late.. so I thought I'd rather not go.. and when I went back to sleep.. woke up at 10:00am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up.. and then went downstairs..&lt;br /&gt;DOWNSTAIRS.. i rushed to the sink.. feeling like vomiting... but nothing came out.. brushed my teeth DOWNSTAIRS.. didn't have a shower.. I was too lazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--removed.--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-7398133600733286997?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/7398133600733286997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=7398133600733286997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7398133600733286997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7398133600733286997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-title-v_11.html' title='-no title-  ^^ V'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-4822309963686087997</id><published>2007-06-10T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T13:03:25.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmuxxT0I51I/AAAAAAAAAJs/qVsPnLvqbwk/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074344865853663058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmuxxT0I51I/AAAAAAAAAJs/qVsPnLvqbwk/s200/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Daimler's car.. in my house..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rmuxxj0I52I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GL22E4f9i-c/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074344870148630370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rmuxxj0I52I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GL22E4f9i-c/s200/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my sister eating a plate.. not from one..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rmuxxz0I53I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3uuGe10xgP4/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074344874443597682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rmuxxz0I53I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3uuGe10xgP4/s200/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sis eating an apple (5 months)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rmuwoj0I5uI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QGNM8TurhHI/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074343616018179810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rmuwoj0I5uI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QGNM8TurhHI/s200/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sushi east toilet.. &gt;,&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rmuwoz0I5vI/AAAAAAAAAI8/M6KDf_T0HYE/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074343620313147122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rmuwoz0I5vI/AAAAAAAAAI8/M6KDf_T0HYE/s200/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bro pretending to be dead - with charge..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rmuwoz0I5wI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1kHMjFC8CO4/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074343620313147138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rmuwoz0I5wI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1kHMjFC8CO4/s200/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cute??!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmuwpD0I5xI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jGtx2azZ5ys/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074343624608114450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmuwpD0I5xI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jGtx2azZ5ys/s200/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eating plate..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmuwpT0I5yI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5AUFa63wcVM/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074343628903081762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmuwpT0I5yI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5AUFa63wcVM/s200/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KUMON SIGN.. THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmuvtD0I5pI/AAAAAAAAAIM/mIFq58OurUc/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074342593815963282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmuvtD0I5pI/AAAAAAAAAIM/mIFq58OurUc/s200/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taken in car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074342598110930594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmuvtT0I5qI/AAAAAAAAAIU/aHZtiy5gUno/s200/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SUSHI EAST menu =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmuvtT0I5rI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9guRU9O75PE/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074342598110930610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmuvtT0I5rI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9guRU9O75PE/s200/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;car mirror&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rmuvtj0I5sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/pmzE14T6jgI/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074342602405897922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/Rmuvtj0I5sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/pmzE14T6jgI/s200/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He won't share his gameboy with me in SUSHI EAST!! T__T&lt;br /&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/1003772110284335102-4822309963686087997?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/4822309963686087997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=4822309963686087997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4822309963686087997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4822309963686087997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/photos-2.html' title='Photos (2)'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmuxxT0I51I/AAAAAAAAAJs/qVsPnLvqbwk/s72-c/Image032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-6170533436251151573</id><published>2007-06-07T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T23:15:39.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quarrells</title><content type='html'>My dad's going to Korea for 3 days means:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to figure the difficult geography questions without any help.&lt;br /&gt;I have to finish all my fruits by myself.&lt;br /&gt;I have to endure the scoldings and shouting at home.&lt;br /&gt;I have no one to save me if I'm in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;I will always be late.&lt;br /&gt;I will go insane (okay this is too much =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that isn't the main topic of this post.. Before my dad went to Korea.. he and my mom were quarrelling.. I don't know how it started.. I just have a rough idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Where's ur son!! Why can't you take care of him for just 5 minutes!! Is it THAT hard to give him a shower??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: something something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~ I didn't hear this part~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: What's wrong with you!! What do you want!!&lt;br /&gt;Her: I just want to rely on you!!&lt;br /&gt;Him: What if I suddenly die! How are you going to rely on me!!&lt;br /&gt;SLAMS DOOR AND LEAVES FOR KOREA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that was soo freaky...&lt;br /&gt;My mom is too worked up..&lt;br /&gt;and I'm just so guilty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKE THIS:&lt;br /&gt;My brother's downstairs now.. and my mom's screaming at him.. my grandma took pity on him.. and erm.. my mom and my grandma are quarrelling with each other...&lt;br /&gt;my grandma came upstairs crying, and I asked, "wei se me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She answered, in FuChow, "Your mother lah... better to die than to live... I come to Ipoh as your maid??!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;guilt. guilt. guilt. guilt.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope my mom doesn't come up and see me using the computer... I'm supposed to be doing my Kumon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;evelyn.&lt;br /&gt;... i wish i could do something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-6170533436251151573?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/6170533436251151573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=6170533436251151573' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6170533436251151573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/6170533436251151573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/quarrells.html' title='quarrells'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-1089794211822044186</id><published>2007-06-07T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:32:35.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guilty</title><content type='html'>was chatting through msn with Zhong Wei just now.. u know.. the "call" button with the telephone sign next to "see a list of activities"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was laughing because his microphone was a bit cacat and i was CERTAINLY a bit deaf... and i tried to make out the things that he was trying to say.. some included REALLY funny ones...&lt;br /&gt;and I was laughing really loudly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mom came up... to bring me a cup of milk and some pieces of mango...&lt;br /&gt;She saw me laughing and she asked me why i was laughing...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not allowed to go online... just for those readers who don't know... yet I still go online every night...&lt;br /&gt;I was desperate.. i didn't want to get in trouble, on top of the sadness I already have for SCREWING my piano exam..&lt;br /&gt;so i lied.&lt;br /&gt;i said, "no lah, I'm reading this.. funny mah.. so i laugh.."&lt;br /&gt;then she said this which really broke my heart into a million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;"still can laugh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned.&lt;br /&gt;I was embarassed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to faint,&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-1089794211822044186?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/1089794211822044186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=1089794211822044186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1089794211822044186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1089794211822044186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/guilty.html' title='guilty'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-7057187443312510884</id><published>2007-06-07T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T18:29:16.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupidity</title><content type='html'>I'm just plain&lt;br /&gt;dumb&lt;br /&gt;stupid&lt;br /&gt;ignorant&lt;br /&gt;naive&lt;br /&gt;idiotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm FAILING everything I was once proud of achieving!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the initiative to do anything now..&lt;br /&gt;nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;but at least I have the initiative to live.. it's not the end of the world.. yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to heaven.. that's my ONLY wish.&lt;br /&gt;LEAVING,&lt;br /&gt;evelyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-7057187443312510884?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/7057187443312510884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=7057187443312510884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7057187443312510884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7057187443312510884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/stupidity.html' title='stupidity'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-369150982559414228</id><published>2007-06-07T17:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T18:21:41.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screweddd...</title><content type='html'>Want to ask me how I did for my exam today?&lt;br /&gt;I got 3 words for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESPERATE TO PASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to blog about it here. I'll just tell you guys if you ask okay?&lt;br /&gt;No mood to do anything.. not even my HOMEWORK.. which I usually put a lot of effort in..&lt;br /&gt;All I can tell you is.. when I was IN the examination room.. my hands were shaking so much that when I played my scales the examiner could hear the notes go la-ea-ea instead of just la... and he actually asked me if I was nervous.. and when I came out I straightaway started crying.. Miss Yeoh was staring at me.. like dunno what to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;evelyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-369150982559414228?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/369150982559414228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=369150982559414228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/369150982559414228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/369150982559414228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/screweddd.html' title='Screweddd...'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-50947769941572330</id><published>2007-06-06T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T21:06:25.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So scared..</title><content type='html'>SO NERVOUS.. ABOUT EVERYTHING!!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE EXAMS..&lt;br /&gt;JUST HATE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'm having my piano exam.. so nervous.. I'm aiming for a merit.&lt;br /&gt;SOME PROMISING STUDENT I AM.&lt;br /&gt;what happened to me? I used to always aim for Distinction.. now I'm aiming for merit??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to fail my oral testing. I don't know anything.. specially the composers... n stuff..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dead.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can skip lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF ONLY WISHES COME TRUE..&lt;br /&gt;right now I can hear my brother crying downstairs.. Sooner or later I'm gonna be the one crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MOM DOESN'T WANT ME TO STUDY FOR MY ORAL TESTING.&lt;br /&gt;She says I'm getting too worked up.. and I am!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ish ish.. how can I store 48 pages of COMPOSERS AND CHORDS AND MODULATIONS AND CADENCES AND TEXTURE AND SYNCOPATION AND DANCE TYPES AND AND AND..&lt;br /&gt;*sighs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am worked up.. VERY... my parents say I have very good memory.. and i think i am blessed too.. I can remember what the teachers say in class, so in the exam I don't get THAT panicky and everything..&lt;br /&gt;then why can't I remember a simple oral testing!! they ask me one question.. i focus on it.. then the next thing I'm supposed to observe and which I did.. I FORGET!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo nervous.. I hope I can get a HIGH merit..&lt;br /&gt;pleasepleasepleaseee...&lt;br /&gt;now I regret lah.. these few days not many people are online I should have took advantage of the situation and studied my oral notes.. but no.. i had to go online.. n Friendster..&lt;br /&gt;grrrr... ihatemyself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;raawwwrrrr..&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrr..&lt;br /&gt;ishhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dead. and dead. and dead.&lt;br /&gt;i have to go study. sorry everybody.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-50947769941572330?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/50947769941572330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=50947769941572330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/50947769941572330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/50947769941572330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-scared.html' title='So scared..'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-2160747927212200972</id><published>2007-06-05T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T23:38:57.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM SO DEAD</title><content type='html'>I'm going to die!&lt;br /&gt;When my parents see the phone bill.. I'm going to kena from them.. definitely..&lt;br /&gt;Talk for more than 1 hour... die die die die die!&lt;br /&gt;Nouvina said if 012 call 016, 30 mins will cost about RM10..&lt;br /&gt;NOW I USE HOUSE PHONE TO CALL HANDPHONE!! EVEN MORE MAN!!&lt;br /&gt;diediediediedie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only hope they don't find out who..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;,&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so dead...&lt;br /&gt;I thought finding a sim card would help me.. but now my sim card is out of money!! even worse!! arrgghhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i use the house phone.. i didn't know it would be THAT long!!&lt;br /&gt;dead lah.. i wish i could do something.. i really wish so.. but there's nothing i can do...&lt;br /&gt;DEAD AND WON'T BE ALIVE AGAIN...&lt;br /&gt;AND PROBABLY WHEN THEY SEE THE PHONE BILL I'LL LIE ABOUT IT..&lt;br /&gt;SO I'M ALSO SINNING...&lt;br /&gt;HOW DID I GET MYSELF INTO THIS MESS! ARRGGGHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun even noe how to reload a sim card!&lt;br /&gt;arrgghh.&lt;br /&gt;die die die.. i'm going to get skinned alive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so scared lah.. even though the phone bill only comes at the end of the month.. still, I'm scared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think my dad knows I talked for so long because when I use the phone upstairs the phone downstairs will give out a TINY red light to show that the phone is in use.... and my dad was sitting near the bar where the downstairs phone is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHOOT!&lt;br /&gt;he knows.. he knows..&lt;br /&gt;just now he went downstairs to get me a cup of milk.. i called bryan chan again.. using my sim card.. then when he came up i put down the phone...&lt;br /&gt;THEN THE STUUPID 200 NUMBER SMS.. "YOUR CREDIT IS BELOW RM2 PLEASE RELOAD AT DIGI CENTRE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUUUUPID DIGI!! I HATE IT SOOO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;he said, "you calling somebody AGAIN ah?"&lt;br /&gt;i said, "no"&lt;br /&gt;him: "then, you sms someobody ah?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "no, not my phone what for i sms?!"&lt;br /&gt;him: "yeah, right, sure..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO DEAD LAH.. I HATE THIS... SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS JUST MY DAD..&lt;br /&gt;WHEN MY MOM SEES THE TOTAL TIME THAT I CHAT... i'm going to get hanged, boiled in soup, chopped to pieces... etc.. you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh...... there's nothing I can do.. but hope that I won't get it too badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CONVICT,&lt;br /&gt;THE WORRIED,&lt;br /&gt;THE SCARED,&lt;br /&gt;THE NAUGHTY,&lt;br /&gt;evelyn.. (I want a handphone!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-2160747927212200972?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/2160747927212200972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=2160747927212200972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2160747927212200972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2160747927212200972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-so-dead.html' title='I AM SO DEAD'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-4257597909055144095</id><published>2007-06-03T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T19:01:42.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos from my dad's handphone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLsNVcoSoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qTQTVuTfnok/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071875844212279938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLsNVcoSoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qTQTVuTfnok/s200/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my sister happily devouring her feet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLq31coShI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GnfFByOAn2o/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071874375333464594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLq31coShI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GnfFByOAn2o/s200/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister with MY ugly school cap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLq31coSiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/xxiGIa2BLOQ/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLq4FcoSjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/dSuCN6OFmwI/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071874379628431922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLq4FcoSjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/dSuCN6OFmwI/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my turn!! brother taken with no clothes!! candid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLq4FcoSkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LaZh2__Q3K0/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071874379628431938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLq4FcoSkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LaZh2__Q3K0/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my parent's nice round round bed =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLq4VcoSlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/aB5hz9AX8jg/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071874383923399250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLq4VcoSlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/aB5hz9AX8jg/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my sister and her feet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLpyVcoScI/AAAAAAAAAGk/67th4YneA3M/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071873181332556226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLpyVcoScI/AAAAAAAAAGk/67th4YneA3M/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my dad's handphone's wallpaper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLpyVcoSdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kNXPE1Zren0/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071873181332556242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLpyVcoSdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kNXPE1Zren0/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taken in Casuarina hotel.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLoMVcoSXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Spxs3qy7a14/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071871428985899378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLoMVcoSXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Spxs3qy7a14/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my dad bao-bao-ing my baby sister.. he used to do that to me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLoM1coSYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/AguQhxHWGYo/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071871437575833986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLoM1coSYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/AguQhxHWGYo/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my sister eating her foot.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071871446165768610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLoNVcoSaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/DDbmZaAxDmE/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parent's closet/wardrobe.. and at the end is their sink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071871454755703218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLoN1coSbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/48E3sXkDWHE/s200/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's my mirror mirror on the wall =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-4257597909055144095?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/4257597909055144095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=4257597909055144095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4257597909055144095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/4257597909055144095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/photos-from-my-dads-handphone.html' title='Photos from my dad&apos;s handphone'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/RmLsNVcoSoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qTQTVuTfnok/s72-c/Image018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-7640366661947696858</id><published>2007-06-03T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T00:37:29.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So bored</title><content type='html'>How come nobody is online nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;I only talk to Tiffany now.. but fun also la... we talk about the Malay series of SpongeBob.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still la.. Miss all of you..&lt;br /&gt;either when I come online late you have to go already.. or already offline..&lt;br /&gt;den i'm afraid to call u ppl.. scare that you all sleep already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lonely la..&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to do my Kumon... it's just so ish ish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO BORED I'M JUST LOOKING AT THE SCREEN WITH A BLUR EXPRESSION AND DROOPY + BAGGY EYES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy la..&lt;br /&gt;it's 12:45 already..&lt;br /&gt;I can't even go on Friendster because they have "MAINTENANCE"&lt;br /&gt;urgh.. so annoyed la.. I can't even check messages or bulletins..&lt;br /&gt;I can't even go to other ppl's PROFILE!&lt;br /&gt;the only thing I can do is STARE at Friendster home.&lt;br /&gt;isshhhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait.. i can look at other peoples profile.. I just can't send messages or add comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo annoyed. hate Friendster errors.&lt;br /&gt;we can't send too many messages in a day..&lt;br /&gt;we can't send too many comments in a day..&lt;br /&gt;grrr..... soo ma fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sleep edi&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;Ev.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-7640366661947696858?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/7640366661947696858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=7640366661947696858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7640366661947696858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7640366661947696858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-bored.html' title='So bored'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-7636626679964449179</id><published>2007-06-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T19:04:37.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>--removed--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-7636626679964449179?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/7636626679964449179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=7636626679964449179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7636626679964449179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7636626679964449179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-1315516459756920971</id><published>2007-06-01T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T23:47:29.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>naughty naughty</title><content type='html'>eeeeeeeee............. so malu la..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the FIRST time I got scolded by A teacher.&lt;br /&gt;I got scolded by Miss Kamala. For chatting. She asked me to come up front and explain since I have so many things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was turning pink la.. embarassing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my old self back, my hardworking self.. the self that once starts work NEVER leaves the chair until EVERYTHING is finished.&lt;br /&gt;the self that puts studies first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Mr. Lum said that I'm more playful. he said I don't take my work seriously [But I still do!! or I won't even be studying!!]&lt;br /&gt;so not nice la.. some kind of STUDENT I am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad, depressed, embarassed. top that. [please don't top that... it's a baaadddd feeling]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even going to start with my friends.. they say I'm naughty.. eat lolipop... drink water without teacher's permission.. walk around class to borrow some glue [what's wrong with that?], chatting.. ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm embarassed of myself; how I could have changed like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAUGHTY GIRL,&lt;br /&gt;Ev.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-1315516459756920971?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/1315516459756920971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=1315516459756920971' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1315516459756920971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/1315516459756920971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/naughty-naughty.html' title='naughty naughty'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-7388989693868808921</id><published>2007-06-01T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T23:48:41.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piano exam</title><content type='html'>My piano exam next Thursday lah... EXACT SAME DAY AS THE AEROSPACE THING! I WANT TO GO KL!! but my piano exam more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;NOTE THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN NERVOUS AND AFRAID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not nervous.. well, maybe a bit.. it's not the results I'm worried about. [HEY I'M STILL WORRIED ABOUT THE RESULTS.. IT'S JUST A DIFFERENT WAY OF BRINGING UP THE MAIN TOPIC]&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of what I've become.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about getting distinctions anymore... for me nowadays a Merit is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;When was I like that!!! I used to make a whole deal out of distinctions.. and I still do! but why don't I put in extra effort??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of modern techonology. because of the computer. because of messenger.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong.. I still practice 2 hours EVERYDAY since April!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. I want a distinction.. but I'm too lazy to put in the EXTRA effort.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;I should shock circuit the computer.. then not let my parents know until after my piano exam.. but I'll never.. because this computer was given to me by my grandfather.. latest model some more.. from USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my old self.. my 8-year-old self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still child-like,&lt;br /&gt;Ev.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-7388989693868808921?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/7388989693868808921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=7388989693868808921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7388989693868808921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/7388989693868808921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/piano-exam.html' title='piano exam'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003772110284335102.post-2436788125518576262</id><published>2007-06-01T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T23:36:50.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of June</title><content type='html'>ahh.. waiting for the new month.. so I can blog again!!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first post of the month on the first day of the month...&lt;br /&gt;so it's just randomness..&lt;br /&gt;other topics in specific I'll put them in other posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to announce that [lol.. announce] I'm thinking of creating a blog.. but for a few people to crap, and talk, [i'll be nice if it's confusing] so people can join minds together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice lahh!! so if i invite you please accept yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only problem is I don't know what to put the URL as.. oh well.. I could always change it later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. I wanna learn DOTA... just now was quarrelling with Bryan Chan and Zhong Wei about the heroes of DOTA... my personal favourite.. JUGGLE naught... he juggles ping pong balls.. and the cute cute panda that goes bluek. =)&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored now... no one to chat with now. Everybody wants to go to sleep already... haizz.. My eyes are sore.. but I want to stay awake first. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring la... just blogging and blogging and blogging... isn't there something else I can do besides this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lonely I am so lonely..&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody.. but on my own.. oo ooo ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. so angry now. one minute I'm happy .. now I just wanna sack my maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She threw my history poem away!! now what am I going to do!! now Oskar, Didi and I don't have anything to pass up!!&lt;br /&gt;I want to just barge into her room and push her off the bed onto the floor.. but noooo... she's asleep I can't even wake her up to look for my COURSEWORK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. is freaking a bad word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER&lt;br /&gt;but I have never scolded her before.&lt;br /&gt;guilt guilt guilt. because I always complain to my grandmother... and erm.. you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A BLUR CASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so annoyed now lah.. my grandma keep on reading my screen. for what la!!&lt;br /&gt;no privacy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye. i gtg now..&lt;br /&gt;chao [bryan chan i still use ur word ^^V]&lt;br /&gt;Ev.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1003772110284335102-2436788125518576262?l=angelicimmanent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/feeds/2436788125518576262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1003772110284335102&amp;postID=2436788125518576262' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2436788125518576262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1003772110284335102/posts/default/2436788125518576262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/2007/06/1st-day-of-june.html' title='1st day of June'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
