<?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-21939572</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:01:55.448-07:00</updated><category term='summary of my poping life lately'/><title type='text'>LetMeDanceTonight</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-1516335570275475160</id><published>2007-05-30T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T23:29:35.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sugar and cinnamon and love and cough syrup and clubs and blue and sprawn and boots and slide and fur and head and lettuce and red and fridge and wind and tuna and storm and buttons and nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/spring_rings"&gt;www.xanga.com/spring_rings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-1516335570275475160?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1516335570275475160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=1516335570275475160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/1516335570275475160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/1516335570275475160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2007/05/sugar-and-cinnamon-and-love-and-cough.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-6387956994124791183</id><published>2007-05-04T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T04:17:57.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought i wanted to close this blog down. then i read it and thought that somehow its was funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;using the com after 7 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything here is screwed. my itunes my pics my limewire. everything. i might as well shut this whole thing off right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. i am still here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt want to blog. but then i can resist writing sth before i leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the midyears was fun. i didnt really feel any huge strees but i get to study and it feels sort of a challenge. pretty exciting. and ss and history i get to learn so much stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot me if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for monday where i can go get some shopping stuff done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this whole big long list of songs i am dying to hear, but yes, cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i dont know when. it keeps accumulating. like till forever.&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;but for now, i have my own song. yay.&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;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Fingering through the woods&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;glistening into the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;clutching on to sth &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;oh so tight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;letting go of my beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;slowly and emotional&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;it tears away my heart my pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm all alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont you know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm lost without you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm lost without&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;the energy to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;what am i gonna do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;what am i suppose to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;when the love and meaning exist no more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;theres nothing worth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;yearning for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;now i know where the story ends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;the clouds they fade and it starts again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;i just cannot get you out off my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont why tears fall like rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;when the thought of you comes back again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;baby dont you haunt me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;wanna get it over with&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its copyrighted dearie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alrighty. SO LONG MY FRIENDS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-6387956994124791183?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6387956994124791183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=6387956994124791183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/6387956994124791183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/6387956994124791183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-thought-i-wanted-to-close-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-3400361046859528978</id><published>2007-04-07T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T07:38:43.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays been pretty much perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7.18 by a morning call.&lt;br /&gt;with ms tessa ong as service lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeegn,...&lt;br /&gt;eeeeegn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;egn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;egn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was lying on my bed and hell. trying to make a sound imitating a word. i failed terribly.&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other line wasnt much better off too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of us were like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;eeh i o nnng&lt;br /&gt;egn&lt;br /&gt;eooo nng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i thought it was damn funny!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you my mum was shocked to see me studying.&lt;br /&gt;esp when i need to be beaten to wake up. and now,&lt;br /&gt;i sit at my table so early doing work.&lt;br /&gt;i think to her, she saw golden rays shining behind me. like i just got enlightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; did some phyics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's my turn to be service lady. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had tution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;casino royale;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tiramissyou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was good i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, went to pp to get my water bottle. finally.&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;and guess who i saw poping out from behind the dustbin?! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Dahlia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think when we smile, it really felt like old friends seeing each other after the war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its nice catching up with before, had lunch the other day with her at yoshi; salmon.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,... was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at jumbo=) damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a horrifying sandcastle with my kid cousin and brother. so much of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found a starfish. damn pretty=)&lt;br /&gt;it was alittle bigger than a 50cent coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never have i seen one in my life before. was sorta silver. and one leg was broken.&lt;br /&gt;my brother told me it can grow it back itself and put it back in the sea again. if i can upload the pic from my phone. i'll post it up yeah=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;days seemed like fading away far too fast. maybe i could as well just cope with whatever i have.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;miss you all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-3400361046859528978?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3400361046859528978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=3400361046859528978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/3400361046859528978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/3400361046859528978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2007/04/hahahahahaha-todays-been-pretty-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-3112474266649737566</id><published>2007-04-01T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T07:41:59.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/Rg_EVeB8qdI/AAAAAAAAACk/wOopSm9R9fg/s1600-h/snad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048469580423145938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/Rg_EVeB8qdI/AAAAAAAAACk/wOopSm9R9fg/s320/snad.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/Rg_EVuB8qeI/AAAAAAAAACs/1apa8sVC0KE/s1600-h/ddddancers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048469584718113250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/Rg_EVuB8qeI/AAAAAAAAACs/1apa8sVC0KE/s320/ddddancers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my lovelies. with show me the money.&lt;br /&gt;dance pic so dated. its naturally blurry. so yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/Rg_A5-B8qcI/AAAAAAAAACc/RNd7OJY-B2o/s1600-h/P6170133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048465809441860034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/Rg_A5-B8qcI/AAAAAAAAACc/RNd7OJY-B2o/s320/P6170133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/Rg-82OB8qYI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ORtpOtN8pIg/s1600-h/cvxcv.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048461346970839426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/Rg-82OB8qYI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ORtpOtN8pIg/s320/cvxcv.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/Rg-82uB8qZI/AAAAAAAAACE/7Gkz53hnGiU/s1600-h/snad.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/Rg-82-B8qaI/AAAAAAAAACM/ejnxPPZxiss/s1600-h/fgcfxv.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048461359855741346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/Rg-82-B8qaI/AAAAAAAAACM/ejnxPPZxiss/s320/fgcfxv.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/Rg-83-B8qbI/AAAAAAAAACU/6v4VpPoox9g/s1600-h/P4020008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god. my heads splitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this aint a scene, its so god damn arms race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april's fool wasnt that much of fun&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;OH YES. I GOT A NEW PHONE. THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been so patient living without one this whole week. its like a downgrade to my previous hp. but its alright, its red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;my dad took away my 500 bucks. just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at tution this morning. it was fun. had my mind away some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont enjoy dance one bit.&lt;br /&gt;hell man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats with the.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;nowadays when i run through my wardrobe, i cant find any clothes. its so funny cuz i didnt remove anything from it. its just that my eyes just cant seem to pick anything out from there. i know steph would understand. you wont.&lt;br /&gt;i need to go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;someone just slapped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing at all for you till o's over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i have been using the plastic bottles for a week now. man.&lt;br /&gt;i think the world is short of bottles now. nike dont even have a normal sized one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head's really aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad made me call the singtel place that day for the 4th time, this time it was a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey, you know i just lost my phone? its not even 2 weeks. i didnt browse the gprs. it was just on.... i cant believe it just accumulated to like 40 dollars.... omg, i am really in deep trouble,....i have to fork out the money. i have no money for recess......omg....=(((&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;errrm,.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok,... i will wave the charges for you alright..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. yay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. guys will always fall for that. the previous 3 woman dont even care la.&lt;br /&gt;yay. i am really lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, school tmr.&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;em&gt;i put my mind off already. good=)&lt;/em&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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-3112474266649737566?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3112474266649737566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=3112474266649737566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/3112474266649737566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/3112474266649737566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/Rg_EVeB8qdI/AAAAAAAAACk/wOopSm9R9fg/s72-c/snad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-5497703704137249990</id><published>2007-03-27T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T07:14:17.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P.S.&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT MSG ME. MY PHONE IS BEING STOLEN. (meaning, you will receive no reply)&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT HAVE A PHONE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;AND YES, THAT THEIF MADE OFF WITH MY MAXX V6, WHICH I BOUGHT BOUT 2 WEEKS AGO.&lt;br /&gt;my house line is the only living access i have now. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;f***uck that bloodly assholic man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea how i am feeling now.&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;it hurts being thrown out of the window or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks BEL for always being there, to hold me when things didnt get quite right. to tell me all the right things to do.&lt;br /&gt;to know all the right things to say, to letting me know you are always there. if not, i would have never survived.&lt;br /&gt;helping me out, through whatever i had to go through. and yes, for panicing even much more than me for my phone. haha. plus +++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks STEPH for comforting me, always standing on my side. and always knowing there is someone who trust me and telling me the textbook is your girlfriend. hahaha. more than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks JAMIE, for that silly note. it means so much, even though it sounds,.... silly. hahaha!!! it cracks me up like shit. never knew you were this sweeeeeeet!!!! i love you ok.hahaha.&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;thanks LIXIAO, for making me laugh imitating her dying breathless tortoise. slowing opening and closing its mouth. hahaha, telling me bout cockroaches i am not afraid of-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks SNAD and JELLY, for being their retarded selves, and letting me make a fool of them without knowing.&lt;br /&gt;i gave them chilli sauce instead of ketchap. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking bout it now, i think at this rate of eating tomato sauce, i can die,&lt;br /&gt;eg. a burger from Macs, i will need 3 packets . small packet of fries, 2 packets. eveytime i eat macs i will need 5 packets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancers, and daph and nat and shi. and all my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am making such a big deal. hahaha, like i am dying soon like that. na&lt;br /&gt;its not serious at all. joking ok. joking.&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;the class tee is so nice=) i should have put dana instead of dayner. i must have lost my mind. cuz i saw the whole class putting some weird names, so i blindly followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why DAYNER, i will smack you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. after school was so funny. we were on the bus with all the 3/3 ppl. huixin and the rest, i think. they were shouting, talking to me from the bottom deck while i was upstairs. hahaha. like its our house like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In places no one will find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;All your feelings so deep inside  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It was there that I realized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;That forever was in your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The moment I saw you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cry-mandy moore. love that song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need to breathe honey. drinking joy, to save my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-5497703704137249990?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5497703704137249990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=5497703704137249990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/5497703704137249990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/5497703704137249990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2007/03/p.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-7914769640171166507</id><published>2007-03-16T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T03:59:02.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know all my holiday homework are like half done here and there. and when i saw the amont of work to be completed on the class blog( yi wen's really sweet to write them all out), i almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother made a hashbrown for me. i cant find the freakin tomato sauce. had to settle for chilli. damn, that sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel came over for awhile for sauna. i think i had my nose burnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont keep saying you are died inside ok. your slowly killing yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow. i think i a retarded with a damn short concentration timespan. i cant remember the last time i really sat down and focus on my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell.&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;i have no idea what i am doing ya know. i need some magic powers.&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;that day after dance we set off for lunch. we were all talking bout sadistic stories of people and with all the videos nat has in her phone. i was sorta feeling chilled already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;i met someone, whos impression that i cant forget. it was on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting with bel when i suddenly looked to the side and saw this lady when i totally freaked out. i swear nothing i saw was as freaky as this. even from all the horror films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stoned. and was like bel,.... did you see it? she replied. " errm, yes. its all make up only right. makeup only,..." she kept reassuring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i didnt even notice she came up the bus, and there she was half her face facing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt you guys would understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her dark face was totally light purple in colour. and had blue eyeshadow. i was like ....   . .  . long black hair to the waist totally didnt help too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;i got curious. i wanted to see more. but she didnt turn.&lt;br /&gt;and i notice everyone standing at the front was giving weird stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was sorta smiling. and i was listening to runaway love and from just now, the scary stories of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant remeber the last time i was frightened like this before. and on the bus, the dancers doesnt seem ,like they were too. maybe i sat closer. but, it just didnt make sense to me. it was like 12 in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe shes just a nice lady who didnt really had her make up on too correctly. but who puts purple foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, at 2 or 3 bustops later, she alighted. the whole time back facing me.&lt;br /&gt;then she stood at the bustop with her back facing me until the bus drove off and i could see no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get to her her whole face. maybe that was fortunate of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i told bel, hey, omg she left did you see? and bel was like " oh she left? i didnt know"&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;anyhow. i'd wonder why humans are all afraid of all these kind of stuff. maybe i should go find out. like why people scream when they see a head or sth. ah ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i didnt tell you. i love my this phone. just that the msging part dont allow to put in your own words.&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;i am in a 5 now. omg. i dont want it to stop so fast. but who can help it. and yes please. you are not in a 7.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-7914769640171166507?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7914769640171166507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=7914769640171166507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/7914769640171166507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/7914769640171166507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-know-all-my-holiday-homework-are_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-8463378016171537867</id><published>2007-03-16T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T03:50:58.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know all my holiday homework are like half done here and there. and when i saw the amont of work to be completed on the class blog( yi wen's really sweet to write them all out), i almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother made a hashbrown for me. i cant find the freakin tomato sauce. had to settle for chilli. damn, that sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel came over for awhile for sauna. i think i had my nose burnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont keep saying you are died inside ok. your slowly killing yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow. i think i a retarded with a damn short concentration timespan. i cant remember the last time i really sat down and focus on my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell.&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;i have no idea what i am doing ya know. i need some magic powers.&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;that day after dance we set off for lunch. we were all talking bout sadistic stories of people and with all the videos nat has in her phone. i was sorta feeling chilled already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;i met someone, whos impression that i cant forget. it was on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting with bel when i suddenly looked to the side and saw this lady when i totally freaked out. i swear nothing i saw was as freaky as this. even from all the horror films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stoned. and was like bel,.... did you see it? she replied. " errm, yes. its all make up only right. makeup only,..." she kept reassuring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i didnt even notice she came up the bus, and there she was half her face facing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt you guys would understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her dark face was totally light purple in colour. and had blue eyeshadow. i was like ....   . .  . long black hair to the waist totally didnt help too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;i got curious. i wanted to see more. but she didnt turn.&lt;br /&gt;and i notice everyone standing at the front was giving weird stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was sorta smiling. and i was listening to runaway love and from just now, the scary stories of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant remeber the last time i was frightened like this before. and on the bus, the dancers doesnt seem ,like they were too. maybe i sat closer. but, it just didnt make sense to me. it was like 12 in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe shes just a nice lady who didnt really had her make up on too correctly. but who puts purple foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, at 2 or 3 bustops later, she alighted. the whole time back facing me.&lt;br /&gt;then she stood at the bustop with her back facing me until the bus drove off and i could see no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get to her her whole face. maybe that was fortunate of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i told bel, hey, omg she left did you see? and bel was like " oh she left? i didnt know"&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;anyhow. i'd wonder why humans are all afraid of all these kind of stuff. maybe i should go find out. like why people scream when they see a head or sth. ah ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i didnt tell you. i love my this phone. just that the msging part dont allow to put in your own words.&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;em&gt;i am in a 5 now. omg. i dont want it to stop so fast. but who can help it. and yes please. you are not in a 7. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-8463378016171537867?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8463378016171537867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=8463378016171537867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/8463378016171537867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/8463378016171537867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-know-all-my-holiday-homework-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-4157392102186032455</id><published>2007-03-09T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T02:54:35.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Don't wanna think about it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't wanna talk about it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just so sick about it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't believe it's ending this way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so confused about it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feeling the blues about it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just can't do without ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me is this fair&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just did my reflections. for my mum that incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me warn you my fellow friends, if you ever bitch about anyone including your parents or for some odd reasons about yourself,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ever let it come to light. especially if you wrote it down. choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) burn it immediately&lt;br /&gt;2) flush it down the toliet bowl&lt;br /&gt;3)run to the incinerator to recycle it and wait till it doesnt look like a piece of paper to you&lt;br /&gt;4)swollow it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. let me be an example ok.&lt;br /&gt;i am so screwed cuz my mum saw the paper i bitched bout her. ytd, my whole family was in a serious state of emoisim. everyone was crying, like some drama. oh hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks ok tess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,.... today we had some sort of CIAP gathering.&lt;br /&gt;jana, steph and bel. our manager shi, was currently busy and uncontactable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought pizza, with half  a side without pineapples for stupid bel. and ate under the armbrella. hahaha. then went to the swing and laughed a whole lot out. i wonder how come our game of concentration never was successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, someone will burst into some stupid fits of laughter and interupt the game.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. the way steph does that flower action is humoungous!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha, nevertheless, it was really enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, that day i saw some other girls sitting in the middle of the grass patch,&lt;br /&gt;i was,.... utterly speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who found it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean,... its not like anyone can do anything bout it or sth. but, come on,&lt;br /&gt;it makes it seem such followers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup,&lt;br /&gt;clever people would understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day, during dance, shi, bel and i came up with this joy to the world song!!! for this significant margot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! its been so long since i actually made a joke-song after tooterians parted to different classes=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i plan to study hard. yes. to embark on my 6 pts regime.&lt;br /&gt;like real dana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of shitty results are you getting. insane. you really dont deserve a cent. Ok, the last part of the cent is what my mum always says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,... i really need to be serious. and you guys out there too ok,. we'll do well.&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;today, this good friend of my told me bout how irritated she was with this classmate of ours. maybe practically everyone was. i mean, fortunately, i wasnt there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,... who have we to blame that she accidentally overtrimmed her &lt;em&gt;eyelashes?&lt;/em&gt; oh man, poor girl=(&lt;br /&gt;eyelashes wont grow back, would they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe screaming and shouting in class early in the morning would?!&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt know, hahaha, maybe i should try it too! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing works my muscles. i would probably turn fat without it for 1 whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please let my the  holiday be fruitful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-4157392102186032455?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4157392102186032455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=4157392102186032455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/4157392102186032455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/4157392102186032455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-wanna-think-about-it-dont-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-8936288357129134134</id><published>2007-02-28T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T06:58:26.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was pretty much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant rmb what i did though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been long since i blogged. yes, its not that i dont want too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess that day was so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weena was staring at bel, and talking to sam.&lt;br /&gt;bel was staring at me,and talking to me&lt;br /&gt;i was staring at weena, and talking to bel&lt;br /&gt;sam was staring at me. i was staring at sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was&lt;br /&gt;today after school, only shi and i were left there can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest disappeared to the sports hits.&lt;br /&gt;had a goreng laksa with cheese for lunch???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busED back with bel after dance. oh man, sorta missed her all these while.&lt;br /&gt;sang and pissed her off with my singing of that part "meant only for her" hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly dance for the lower sec tmr.&lt;br /&gt;leaving class 3 lessons early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;high pony tail tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with bels leotard,&lt;br /&gt;my new holeless tights&lt;br /&gt;smelly shoes&lt;br /&gt;and dance jacket=)&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;9227868, missed you today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-2313002351477223833</id><published>2007-02-18T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T02:11:17.033-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summary of my poping life lately'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/RdgSCI--gHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RTmqQJRkh04/s1600-h/IMG_4237edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032792411567194226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/RdgSCI--gHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RTmqQJRkh04/s400/IMG_4237edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mua on promo day. shot from dahlia=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/RdgSCo--gII/AAAAAAAAAA8/FexcY9NpOQY/s1600-h/IMG_4248edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032792420157128834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/RdgSCo--gII/AAAAAAAAAA8/FexcY9NpOQY/s400/IMG_4248edit2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lovers team!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/RdgSC4--gJI/AAAAAAAAABE/C_pTqiscnKs/s1600-h/PHOTOS%2B036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032792424452096146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/RdgSC4--gJI/AAAAAAAAABE/C_pTqiscnKs/s400/PHOTOS%2B036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEPHS birthday!!!! our princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/RdgSC4--gKI/AAAAAAAAABM/UqrwQSH4XBs/s1600-h/PHOTOS%2B037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032792424452096162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/RdgSC4--gKI/AAAAAAAAABM/UqrwQSH4XBs/s400/PHOTOS%2B037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so touched to tears, oh man,... everything paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/RdgSDY--gLI/AAAAAAAAABU/p-_p3kTlkME/s1600-h/IMG_4229edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032792433042030770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/RdgSDY--gLI/AAAAAAAAABU/p-_p3kTlkME/s400/IMG_4229edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so bloody cool right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance photos are taken and edited by dahlia, talented kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, this is the 2nd entry i typed. the previous one got deleted somehow. thanks to stephs that i did not brust from anger. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard to imagine that that woman's birthday was only this week. on the monday. it felt like it was a long time ago. set down for history. hahahaha. that girl's so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from it, CIAPS bonded even more, we put in so much effort, only for some hope that steph would love it, and love us even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha, well, i found out that i am very creative leh!! i made the crown=) the board, yup. shi,jana,bel,me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted her to be early, and nic and joce wanted her to be slightly late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;she ended up being--- yellow-slip late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, hahaha!! steph actually thought that we forgot her birthday and hastly put this ugly hand-written paper under her table for emergency. hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then,.... she was in for so more more during recess. damn,.. i love her alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. lucky shitass!!!&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;On fiona's birthday,...we were treated to an indonesan restrauant at paragon.&lt;br /&gt;me, jelly, snad, jessica,kat and nadia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!! its was so fun and unforgetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ordered this dessert with some coconut in it. and everytime someone says the word COCONUT, we would sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;coconut, nut is a very big nut&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you eat too much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you would become fat!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed the whole night till my cheeks hurt. that bunch of funny people=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentines day!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,... it was fun!!!!! hahha. recieved many love items. hahaha. gifts la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel,steph,shi,jana,daph,zan,nat,jamie,nic,joce,amelia,&lt;br /&gt;kat,nadia,fiona,sandy,jelly,simei,pissini,kimberly,&lt;br /&gt;kuku,yaya,pat,git,tessa.&lt;br /&gt;and many many more,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for making my vday so special=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked alot that day, the dancers. it was bloody fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we had so much plans. and i really dont want anyone to come and tear it all up. i dont want us to turn into anything different from what we are now. and though its so easy, its starting and i beg.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please dont.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were there songs that made you cry??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,.... and these are the ones that made me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still~backstreet boys&lt;br /&gt;out of the blue~ aly and aj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday,... tessa was playing this song on the piano through the phone to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said its called ' everyday i love you' or sth. by boyzone. hahahaha. she dont mean the title, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made her play it again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?? now,i can play it on the piano too!!! when we hung up, i rushed to the piano, and tried it out at 11 sth pm. my brother came out and told me so shut it. hahaha. not bad leh! boths hands=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven heard the actual song before, downloading is so slow.&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;ohh,.... you know my blog's tittle track is called THINKING OF YOU. by suppositly M2M. but steph told me its from britney spears! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoying your CHINESE NEW YEAR? hope you are=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-2313002351477223833?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2313002351477223833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=2313002351477223833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/2313002351477223833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/2313002351477223833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/mua-on-promo-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/RdgSCI--gHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RTmqQJRkh04/s72-c/IMG_4237edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116956311253624054</id><published>2007-01-23T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T06:38:32.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my god. struggling with that dahlias winzip dance thing for the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what on earth is wrong????!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am about to die soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someones happy.&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;and what the hell am i feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with nothing sweet to taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sth i wanted so badly wasnt so fanstatic in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;what was i thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, nice to think about it huh.&lt;br /&gt;still.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like the fact that i know that you know.&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you lucky shitass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116956311253624054?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116956311253624054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116956311253624054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116956311253624054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116956311253624054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116902141719387703</id><published>2007-01-17T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T00:26:46.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder what happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it always happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything bad and nonsensical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my post is gone AGAIN. i will never learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get my luck back.&lt;br /&gt;where everythings so pleasent and perfect and pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothings been smooth lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and papilian's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what hurts most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling I only stop at exits&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if I'll stay&lt;br /&gt;Young and restless&lt;br /&gt;Living this way I stress less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to pull away when the dream dies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pain sets in and I don't cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only feel gravity and I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flames to dust&lt;br /&gt;lovers to friends&lt;br /&gt;why do all good things come to an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nellyfurtado-all good things come to an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont assume babe. i am not in love. tear it and emptyness screams back at you. alright deary?thanks=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read all the testis i once wrote and recieved, it may mean so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the stare, the wamrth, the touch, the glaze, the spell, the chemistry, the past, the fate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;only you know how.&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/21939572-116902141719387703?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116902141719387703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116902141719387703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116902141719387703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116902141719387703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/sometimes-i-wonder-what-happens-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116852827354032826</id><published>2007-01-11T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T07:11:13.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrighty. whatever i typed just disappeeared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokokokk, hope things turn ourt for the better tmr&lt;br /&gt;need you no more, pretty face&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116852827354032826?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116852827354032826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116852827354032826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116852827354032826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116852827354032826'/><link rel='alternate' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/320/362433/Picture%20201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beidge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/1600/324626/Picture%20193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/320/607161/Picture%20193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/1600/448985/Picture%20210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/320/498635/Picture%20210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;temperature taking- literally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/1600/357377/Picture%20203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/320/653440/Picture%20203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/1600/887397/Picture%20206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/320/753331/Picture%20206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was sorta a crappy day yes. looking at the pics make me feel a zillion times better=D&lt;br /&gt;this last pic is the one on my background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance tmr. bleh. ballet. bleh bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for tution tooday. was so fun talking to mrs ng and shi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to do well in amaths so badly. freakin disappointed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to do my chinese zuoye now. and there are like 2 big comprehensions???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english was nice. not even sure if i can do well though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read the papers and MAIA LEE is a bisexual is it?? they were saying what pansexual??!!&lt;br /&gt;she was like literially dating a girl. living with her and all that.&lt;br /&gt;wow.on stomp right. wonder why the papers didnt say much bout the 'social standings'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i really dont feel like giving a single damn shit now ok.&lt;br /&gt;i know you are standing at the very end of the earth,&lt;br /&gt;unable to breathe or feel me.&lt;br /&gt;if i'm just so insignificant&lt;br /&gt;then forget it, you shant hold the place you pocess in me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&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/21939572-116835153217869887?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116835153217869887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116835153217869887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116835153217869887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116835153217869887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/beidge-temperature-taking-literally-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116817940863268769</id><published>2007-01-07T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T06:16:48.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahha. had tution today. was having chem and bel had physics.&lt;br /&gt;she had only 3 wrong out of like 40???!!! impossible la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh that maria and daniela girl were so cute together!!! seeing them put a smile on my face. one is like a maneater and the other, a sweetie pie. omg!!! hahha. so sweet you know!!! both from SAJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the prata stall after that and ordered. egg and cheese pratas. at $1.50 and $1.20 each. bel got 2 kosong at 60 cents each???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could buy 4 of hers la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so happy finally someone can discuss a book with me.&lt;br /&gt;it was the one she lent me. SIDNEY SELDON.&lt;br /&gt;this author who write fantastic sex novels. the plot was marvellious.&lt;br /&gt;BLOODLINE, if you wanna read it.&lt;br /&gt;i read THE STRANGER IN THE MIRROR too.&lt;br /&gt;his books are so cut-throat and tensing man.&lt;br /&gt;yes, full of sex too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am smarter!!! hahaha, explained to bel bout her confused part. yay!!&lt;br /&gt;mrted back with her. funny man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooked my own cream cheese pasta just now. i wonder why i hate to cook but all the food i make always turn out nice. hmmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so full like shit. wished  i hadnt eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hopeless chances &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;clinging on to some thread&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there would never be a second&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or even at the end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'd realise how much you had meant &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116817940863268769?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116817940863268769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116817940863268769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116817940863268769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116817940863268769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/hahha.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116809101024775842</id><published>2007-01-06T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T05:43:30.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You make me feel out of my element&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm drifting out to the sea&lt;br /&gt;Like the tides pullin' me in deeper&lt;br /&gt;Makin' it harder to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot deny,&lt;br /&gt;How we feel inside&lt;br /&gt;We cannot deny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you right, was I wrong&lt;br /&gt;Were you weak, was I strong, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Both of us broken&lt;br /&gt;Caught in the moment&lt;br /&gt;We lived and we loved&lt;br /&gt;And we hurt and we joked, yeah&lt;br /&gt;But the planets all aligned&lt;br /&gt;When you looked into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And just like that&lt;br /&gt;The chemicals react&lt;br /&gt;The chemicals react&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaleidoscope of colors&lt;br /&gt;Turning hopes on fire, sun is burning&lt;br /&gt;Shining down on both of us&lt;br /&gt;Don't let us lose it (don't let us lose it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aly and Aj- Chemicals react.&lt;br /&gt;love love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel's sick. get well soon=) lalaine italy comb. hahhahooo!!&lt;br /&gt;amelia- please forgodness sick!!! &lt;em&gt;there is a patience to a limit!!!!&lt;/em&gt; hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;shi- thanks for accompanying me. it was fun=D&lt;br /&gt;jamie- stipid dumb dumb yellow bee&lt;br /&gt;nat-chicken leg la you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;klara italy no block1 please. expectations are unnessasary.&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/21939572-116809101024775842?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116809101024775842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116809101024775842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116809101024775842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116809101024775842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-make-me-feel-out-of-my-element.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116749260927337058</id><published>2006-12-30T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T09:00:46.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know stupid blooger wont let me upload photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ballet dance ytd was fun!!! i mean,... i wasnt really expecting sth like that. it was at this condo park, mschiam's house. it looked like a country cuz its huge!! and it has roads, like a country side=) love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was playing at the playground and pool side with bel, nat and jamie. those few wackos!!! hahha&lt;br /&gt;we took turns to sit on the swing and the see saw.&lt;br /&gt;i kept dissing jamie cuz she cant go higher on the swing! i sat on the seesaw with nat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she looked like a toad trying to bounce me up!! its fun!!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;there is this thing bout that girl, that i can just stare and stone at her, without realising it. is it cuz shes mezmerising?? or might know some hypnotising spell??!! i dont know. YOU try.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha. then nat and i went to hide jamies slippers. shes so lame and slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was the joke most of the time. cuz of what i did. i mean, once we were suppose to tap our shoulders, and i tapped the air outside my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;ms chaim saw it and started telling everyone, and they started to laugh la. at me. hahaha. very funny ah? hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, we have to stand according to height, like all the ballet girls or sth. and you know what???!! somehow, i was standing infront of the long long line. i was like what??!!! there is no one shorter than me ah?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, then daph bully me!!! hhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its fun, because i can at least catch the steps. and those steps are nice! i wonder if it was all ms chaim's cheo, then it must be amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the syf's good!!! i think it rocks. i shouldnt have backed out of it in the first place, if not i would have kept some of the parts in front.oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel, shi and i left eariler, but the others caught up fast enough. ate my dinner at 7eleven. and you wont believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was actually on the right path on the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;but then i dont know why, went to change at city hall.&lt;br /&gt;in 40mins, i went to dobygaud 2 times and city hall 3 times, and some weird place far far away,&lt;br /&gt;before i was back on path again. sigh. why does that always happen to me??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and can you imagine i had to call shi for help. i think i am retarded or sth. its not like its the first time anyway, on the mrt. rahhh. its the same thing for buses.=(( i get lost like everywhere, even at orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time i reached kemangan, it was 8. wow. went tution alone. rahhhh. going again on sunday with bel=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what i did???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz my mum wont allow a house phone in my room right, so i cant talk, in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to smuggle my bros room phone and plugged it in my room. i felt like a burglar!!!! i even had to put it in my bag cuz of all the wires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt regret it abit la. hahhaah. talked to tutu till like3am. there were lots to talk about. i dont know what.&lt;br /&gt;when we hung up, she sent me this really sweet msg. hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;love you too la=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, my friend asked me over for some newyear countdown party. but i have a family dinner with my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;fate la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can find it in your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give a little love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have a little faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the two of us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can find it in your soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give a little love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have a little faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the two of us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give A Little Love- M2M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116749260927337058?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116749260927337058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116749260927337058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116749260927337058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116749260927337058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-know-stupid-blooger-wont-let-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116732246106886608</id><published>2006-12-28T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T08:14:25.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was, lovely!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dance practice for promo day. as usual, i rmbed the wrong time. i really have an issue with the number 1 &amp;amp; 2.&lt;br /&gt;and it is not the first time. i would just see it wrong. the worst is they can be so close used as time. 12pm, 1pm and2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh. tution was suppose to be at 12, i thought it was at 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance was suppose to be at 1, i thought it was 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how amazing, fortunately i saw nat and jamie on the way out, if not i would be the only one left in school.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what we went to pp the moment i reached school, and be it the fact, i came from&lt;br /&gt;pp-_-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those 2 ppl are fantastic, they can keep me entertained, like throughout lunch even though they are eating and i wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love love, its been some time yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shi wasnt there=( i miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was dancing at a confine space at the viod deck=( bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the steps bulit on and i am happy. just that i cant really rmb them. rahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat got curves!!!! when i hugged her, i told her i was turning les, hahaha. its so nice.&lt;br /&gt;jamie was on her usual high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel looked dead, theres sth different la.&lt;br /&gt;steph was telling us what happened before, like sweet stuff. and i cant stop thinking back and laugh. shes so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love this kind of gathering where we could like dance this kind of stuff, lose calories, have so much fun laughing and being with my chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tmrs dance is different. meeting up with bel first, then going to meet the others at redhill. oh on, ballet. rahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schools starting. ok shup up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i slept at 4am last night, and i pasted this note at my door to announce to my parenets not to wake me up so early cuz i need more sleep. hahaha. thinking back, i think is very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know that good things come to an end song,... its stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will kiss you like an angel baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cradled in my wings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will take you up to heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Show you precious things...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you promise that you love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you promise that you care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be here for you always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And forever this I swear...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cradle-atomic kittens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116732246106886608?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116732246106886608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116732246106886608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116732246106886608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116732246106886608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-was-lovely-had-dance-practice.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116714832810672352</id><published>2006-12-26T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T07:52:08.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/1600/515044/P2280206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/320/657218/P2280206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the villa we stayed at afamosa. its pretty big with a pool. the surrounding is like so nice la!! cuz all the houses doesnt have fences, so its like the SIMS, where you can buy and sell houses anytime you want. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/1600/868412/P2250118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/320/343403/P2250118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tingtong and i at the claymore toliet where we could stay there for anhour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/1600/147214/P2250110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/1600/906029/P2280333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/320/706341/P2280333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the racoons!!!! so cute and abundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/1600/530076/P2280321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2829/2225/320/920929/P2280321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chicks!!!! i tell you, they were crazy!!!! the portion you see is like alittle bit. but i could go into this room where there were thousands of them, running on the floor. hahahaha, so fun!!! i almost wanted to smuggle one home, cuz really no one would notice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116714832810672352?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116714832810672352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116714832810672352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116714832810672352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116714832810672352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/12/villa-we-stayed-at-afamosa.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116706261134416867</id><published>2006-12-25T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T08:03:31.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tonight's christmas&lt;br /&gt;and its enjoyable just sitting infront of the com, juggling with convos and finding my geog reseach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends to death!&lt;br /&gt;and yes, thats you.&lt;br /&gt;the one staring at the computer and reading these letters i am typing.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean its like wonderful, there may be ups and downs but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;love you bel, keep your huungii pride. dont ask me what huungii means. i made that up and i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my cousin angelin's church carnival. there was this huge turnout. like thousands of people for the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, sat on the ride where you go in cirles like 3 stories high. you know i'm like small right, and the sits big. so throughout the ride, i was swinging and flying inside, like a cage. banging on the sides, up and down. so hard millons of times. its so crazy can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeap, i gained souveniors, alot of bruises. like what the hell!!!! it hurts so bad!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;its like or chey now.&lt;br /&gt;i was screaming for the pain not the terror from the ride. goddie god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man,... they shouldnt like have soft corners???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gues what???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PHONE DROPPED OUT FROM MY POCKET 3 STORIES HIGH ON THE THE METAL GROUND!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks god my phones like so resistant. i got a shock of my life ok....&lt;br /&gt;this new friend not on the ride picked it up and checked it. i swear i wanted to hug him and cry.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, love you phone!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this new ipod cover and i am so mezmerised by it!!!&lt;br /&gt;its purple, but i think i'd rather it pink.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, my dad just bought it for me cuz i think he felt bad that my bro just spent 400over on the mp3 for no particular reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to get my wire back tmr!! yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays been a lovely day with many surprises. thank you lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, someone missses me=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116706261134416867?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116706261134416867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116706261134416867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116706261134416867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116706261134416867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/12/tonights-christmas-and-its-enjoyable.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116697762236585641</id><published>2006-12-24T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T08:27:02.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my goddie god. what a long long time since i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS CHRISTMAS NOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know right, that period when i had so much things to say, i cant blog. i almost wanted to go to some cybercafe during my tution break to blog. blogging really ease my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, on thursday,... a bunch of my &lt;em&gt;old &lt;/em&gt;friends went out to chill.&lt;br /&gt;Linette(sec2 from tkgs btw)&lt;br /&gt;daniel&lt;br /&gt;jerome&lt;br /&gt;colin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like we had gone separate ways since those days where we could be at chen lao shi's house for the whole day having ting xie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,... i was late and yes, agreed to meet at cine. i was walking up to like some shop when there was this huge bunch of ppl walking towards me and later realised they were smiling. saw all of them and got this like shock. my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are like all so tall??!!! forming this tall black wall. except linette of course.&lt;br /&gt;jerome wore like so formal. this black leather jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3 guys walked in front, and the 2 girls just walked behind. no one knew what was going on. blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerome and daniel shared a happy meal, and they cant even finish it???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM. it has pretty good punch lines!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and daniel's friend brandon came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what???!!! he went to get like flowers for his gf and spent 50 bucks for delivery.&lt;br /&gt;too rich ah, acs guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that nothing much happened. went back with daniel and had 1 to 1 chinese tutiton. enjoyed it=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCE WAS FANTASTIC!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the steps are like almost done up in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to finish up my homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost got that photo printer. but got money instaed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum bought 2 goldfishes!!! its in a glass bowl on top of the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so glad shi is back. i miss her alot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. happy and lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need my wire back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116697762236585641?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116697762236585641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116697762236585641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116697762236585641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116697762236585641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-my-goddie-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116636351300492527</id><published>2006-12-17T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T05:52:02.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tag replies=) i cant imagine i owe so many pppl replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amelia: you know you are just this person i cant stop bickering with??!! hahaha thanks for finding amusing things to do when youre with me ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaya: you got ballet face la. and if you do, no one else will have cuz they would prolly kill themselves. and i said i dont have a ballet face la!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat: omg you lucky ballet face!!! you know i can just stare at you??! hahaha dont inflat ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estel: yea thanks=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jelly: the crop is right beside me, NOW. hahahahaha!!! i want back my wire!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessica: well you too=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fi!!!!!!!!!!! our geogs screwed!! ahhhhhh!!!&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;i cant post pics=( my cam wire's at jelly's house. huhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, went for manicure with Anna-ting-tong-bel ytd, its french=) i took a freakin long time to decide.&lt;br /&gt;pretty nails all thanks to steph, nic and joce!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the staff all thought we were sisters and i puked blood. hello,  i am sooo tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sat at the nail blowing place for a freakin long time and finally,.... its still not dry. the finally, its like used wrongly. but i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;i walked like a bimbo with all my fingers up at my waist cuz i was afraid to touch them lest i ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;wore that blue tshirt and baggy pants. wasnt even in the mood to dress up and wear my necklace cuz my mum was scolding me in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;like you feel so pissed and annoyed that you dont care how you look.&lt;br /&gt;well,- i regreted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhh. chatted with the jeanyip lady at level 4. she looked at us, and said- you didnt dye your hair before and to bel, you dyed your hair a a year ago. and i was like wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha shes so nice to talk to. like the 3 of us can talk forever then there was customer.i want that hair!!!! i think i can cuz the length's right. i need a cut!! my hairs grows fast, like real fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel was in this red shirt and pants and kept complaining she dont look good. i wanted to smack herface. i know what you mean la, i didnt feel i look good too, but its all the same=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the first day that i dont remember us talking. but i felt like i have just spoken to her.&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;went to pp to have breakfast, saw tessa, saw chrystal, saw mdm khoo. i said hi!!! to her. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then went to pats house for brownie baking=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the master piece wasnt fanastic but i love it all the same=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;the tooterians, its like we've grown. i can sense that, even thought we still all have our traits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like pat being speechless when she wants to tell us sth and a blur look will imerge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gita being the bimbo and okok person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaya, the 24/7 of insulting insulter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kuku, my lovely that appriciates me=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were like dancing ballet at the living room and its nice to see people that dance it worse than me. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gita and i were lipsyncing to HURT. and i tell you it takes courage to stand in front and make a fool of yourself. when ppl just sit down there stoneing lifelessly at you. you still have to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa. i tell you. pats like this goody2shoes and her sis is like itch4bitch. soo bloody contrasting. like her sis would sit besside her and bitch bout her primary school life while pat just sit there and stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all ok!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cycling on friday was a killer, my bikes like retarded and it was just so hard to paddle one circle. it somehow spoilt on the way. steph and bel and to wait for me on the way back. sorry! the sun's ray stinged on our skins turing them red. i look roasted. but its fine now. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and we took 2 hours to dress up and bathe. reached cine to watch THE HOLIDAY. didnt regret a bit=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jude law's so charming!!! especially when he smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shows good even though i missed the first 20mins. lts like this love show where everything turns perfect.&lt;br /&gt;cameron diaz looks stunning. theres sth bout her. hahahaha. in the middle of it when she was in her bra, bel was lik" shes like flat right" hahahah. that girl wants an idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted some quotes, i thought i could remember but i couldnt=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cine is filled with pretty ppl. like everyone looks like pretty longed-haired-shorts-wearing-eyeliner kind. oh my god. i never see this kinda thing before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, if i were a beauty peagent judge, i would look at her eyes, legs and shoulders. give me what i want, and youre on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone's ideal is defferent. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;LOVE IS THE CLOSEST THING YOU CAN GET TO MAGIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i read or saw it somewhere but i cant remember. tell me if you know!!! i am dying from trying to recall.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its a book, or the papers or sth. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance on tuesday?=) yes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116636351300492527?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116636351300492527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116636351300492527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116636351300492527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116636351300492527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/12/tag-replies-i-cant-imagine-i-owe-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116567763692956701</id><published>2006-12-09T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T07:20:39.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>show me that body youve got,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMMMM YYYYYYGGGGGGGOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BET YOU GUYS MISS ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,.... you know this few days seemed like a few months. went for dance at orchard, claymore( our expensive place) with the ballet ppl. i might as well dont go. but the before and after was gooooooood,.. i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel is such a late ass hole. forever making me wait for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becuz its like at town, you cant look too sloppy right, and how unsloppy we looked=)&lt;br /&gt;ok, cut the long story short and the blasting ego flat,&lt;br /&gt;ting tong and i stroll the road up the hill everyday, and how much we enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how we would stay in the toliet for 45mins each time after dance and&lt;br /&gt;strut our way the the Isetan supermart and be free loaders with the seaweed soup and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;to buy my sushi and her kettle chips,&lt;br /&gt;and walk another round again for free samples and drip our mouth dry with food we cant afford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so bloody exciting-_-!&lt;br /&gt;and then talk bout girls so much we can write a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how ppl can stare at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how ppl had approached us(i dont dare say in case you laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how we pretend we had the athority to approach other ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bel would say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we look good right? i said we, just to include you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i would say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you have to include me if not the statment would be incorrect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we say that everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we will stand at the orchard mrt and look for goodlooking ppl to join the model whatever creative company&lt;br /&gt;out of the so many ppl that passed us,... only 1guy and 7girls passed our standards.and i tell you its counted very little for we stood there for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i mean, you can hardly find any guy that looks lookable.&lt;br /&gt;we really have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how she would complain how much her toes hurt and mine,... my calf muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you ah!!!! my calf mucsles can go and bang the wall and break it la!. its so pain i cant even walk properly, my god. its going to inflat twice its size=( bel told me its nice! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like these few days she is the only one i have contact with, not as if its anything unusual, poor me=(&lt;br /&gt;i remember we would talk on the phone at least twice a day when we didnt meet.ok, la thank you for being there ok=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i would be gone and how much she keep expressing her melancholy without me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DONT HAVE A BALLET FACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by that i mean really, you need a ballet face to move far in ballet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok example of a ballet face, JAMIE and NATASHA A.&lt;br /&gt;when they dance,.... you can just sit back and enjoy them dancing,... appreciate their every move and not take your eyes off them,. ok, i am not talking bout their body movement or dance or any form,....&lt;br /&gt;just their&lt;strong&gt; face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont think of anything else, cuz they are just thamp~ doing ballet. and every part of your mind inside, is them, nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,....&lt;br /&gt;then example of a non-ballet face ANNABEL AND SHI.&lt;br /&gt;its not that its not good,. just that it feels different.&lt;br /&gt;again its not bout the dance, both of them are really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when you look at them dance ballet,... you dont think of ballet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz ballet is like a flowy, relatively soft dance with crystal-clear music without the drums.&lt;br /&gt;nothing but skin tight costume under bright lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they cant hide, when you look at them,... you can see everything, like, what they had for dinner last night,... when did they have their first boyfriend,... its like its all written on their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant concentrate already, watching them, but now, in another case where expression and emotion outside the self-posessed soft and dancy ballet,... it will come in handy.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god,... i dont know what i am taking about. i doublt you too.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, eveything here is based on MINE evaluation, dont sue me if you think unlike-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant do ballet la, i really am lousy. you know everytime the music starts, i dont even know which leg to put in front. that sounds so laughable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am made the mcee lor,.. luckily i have amelia=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my crop jacket and i love Klara!!!! ( dont ask me who Klara is,... i wont tell you)&lt;br /&gt;and lalaine sound like someone from IMH ok, bel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know when i first wore the jacket. jamie and daph walked over and started scolding me        "what are you wearing??!!" hahahahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now, i shall be usefull again, oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where is the shower of affection that i collect with my umbrella? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where are the shades of purple in the sky after it rains? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where are the secrets behind your eyes when you cry?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where is the love that keeps hiding amist those lies?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116567763692956701?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116567763692956701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116567763692956701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116567763692956701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116567763692956701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/12/show-me-that-body-youve-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116446936104118823</id><published>2006-11-25T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T07:42:45.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>papilian.my hamster=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am multitasking. like who on earth talk and chat online to the same person. thanks man. i feel better. like i felt so terrible just now. lifeless and loveless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how ego can a person be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i just do???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this dream where you made this freakin huge paper ball ( the flat one, haven blow yet)yellow and white and wrote a zillion things on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and plasted this 15 x 15 x 0.05cm thick plasma tv on my &lt;em&gt;loved?&lt;/em&gt; sheet of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and told me you had never stopped caring. you were like so shy and was walking down to the foyer???!!!&lt;br /&gt;i was like, ok what a weird dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you had the same dream too. crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i doublt anyone understands this. anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tessa what you want me to blog about?????!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy you are not as ego as me. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you are suppose to paste the thingy i wrote not the whole convo la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care. next time 1 full page essay.&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;rahhhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116446936104118823?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116446936104118823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116446936104118823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116446936104118823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116446936104118823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/11/papilian.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116435372718577847</id><published>2006-11-23T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T23:35:27.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, i am back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry no time to blog about my 2006 impt people yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know its like so fun right??!!! its like some award thingy and ppl are looking forward to it!!! ok,.. like real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,... bel and steph came over ytd ytd i think. so hhaahahha!! it was so freakin fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you changed into bikinis and strut around???!!!! ok, not really. i thought we looked like charlies' angels ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pics i took wasnt nice=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was damn stupid.&lt;br /&gt;you dont know how long we took to get into the water caz it was cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took the steps and decided to get in step by step. hahaha. you know steph's legs damn long right. and by the time her legs are almost in,.... she shout" dana leong, your vagina is like inside the water already!!!" ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;damn funny la!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and really, by the time we are all set in the water,.... it rained-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what,...&lt;br /&gt;and the 2 freakin women were so scared that they get electricuted ok. i was like eh swim leh,... wont die want. but hell,... i give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were in the suana for a damn long time ok. it was like our house. hahaha, we went to take water,... shampooed our hair, bathed, ate, talked and hang dry our towels. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2 of them we damn crap. but i love them so much=0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathing suit.&lt;br /&gt;steph- orangy-yellow, turquoise&lt;br /&gt;bel- brown white and blue&lt;br /&gt;me- black and pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know whats the problem? i dont like the combi black and pink. and the other 2 of them like it.  ironic. i'd rather like purple, brown or some red. not balack and pink??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought the whole world was at parkway ytd can.&lt;br /&gt;my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was walking and msging and drinking my passionfruit drink=) with my hands freezing cold.&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly i saw tessa walking towards me. i was like woaw. ok,... she looks like some&lt;em&gt; da jie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what you doing here? alone ah? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i got a shock.&lt;br /&gt;it always rain when i see you ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,... my brother is chasing me out=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116435372718577847?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116435372718577847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116435372718577847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116435372718577847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116435372718577847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-i-am-back-sorry-no-time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116417036074041498</id><published>2006-11-21T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T20:41:45.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my god. i am so lucky. cuz i dropped my ipod and it just blanked out. and its just so that its still in warranty. oh my god. if not my dad would just make me pay for another one,... for myself-_-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh,... i wanna hope that bel's alright. cuz we'll still love you alot more. hehehe. that a break on a holiday or sth yeah. it'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came on line to check with the warranty thingy so yeah,.. just blog fora little sth. anyhow. i seem to realise that the song on my blog is not playing!!!! rahhhh,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why???!!! its so nice and zoomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now shut off from the free music scene. so yeah=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this new cupboard from ikea. its so fun! its like a shelf you see in stores. anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really thought of what i am going to write about my favourite people already. yay=)&lt;br /&gt;just that i dont have the time. my mum forbits me on the com. roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am beginning to miss ppl from school. ohhh&lt;br /&gt;till then. take care bel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116417036074041498?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116417036074041498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116417036074041498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/Picture%20180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my necklaces=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/Picture%20182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/Picture%20182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the speaker i won from my tution lucky draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. plug it to your mp3 and tada! music from the speakers!!! the music actually comes out from the legs of chip. it so bloodly cool and cute!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am damn lucky,... actually i have always been lucky expect for afew bad moments. anyhow,... out of numbers1-12,... i chose 12, there was this feeling bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then they were giving out a second number,... and i picked 16,... out of 60 over numbers.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the numbers were called,... all my friends won sth and i was like hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;save the best for the last&lt;/strong&gt;( fiona's slogan!) at first i won this soft toy massager when 16 was called.&lt;br /&gt;then the last prize, the best one, which was this speaker, my number was called. traded the massager for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, its like people dont even get anything and i my number was called twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel got this phone holder, shi got shoe laces, jasmine got a haandphone chain.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i am so lucky both prizes are of high value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. so sad my eyecandy wasnt there. og wasnt there. his whole bunch of friends were there can. i looked nice=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokokok,.... ytd,.. i couldnt sleep until like 4plus in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why. so,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought about the significant people of my life this year,my friends,... be it a good thing or a bad thing to get to know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wrote a list.=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okpost them maybe soon=)&lt;/p&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/21939572-116403774535756992?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116403774535756992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116403774535756992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116403774535756992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116403774535756992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-necklaces-speaker-i-won-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116358076799837257</id><published>2006-11-14T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:52:48.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/Picture%20148.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/Picture%20135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, so cute!!! junjun=)my p1 cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/Picture%20153.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/Picture%20153.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the dressing room with bel with the belly dancing thingy! see us without the blouse?? dream on!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/Picture%20119.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/Picture%20119.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junjun's birthday party!!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/Picture%20134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/Picture%20134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.flashing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/Picture%20099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/Picture%20099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, hahaha. i look horrible, but i think its funny. i think i look like a rasin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/Picture%20110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/Picture%20110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natalie, the camera shy friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/Picture%20104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/Picture%20104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/Picture%20158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/Picture%20158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my baby cousin. fi says i look like hes mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/Picture%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/Picture%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;room.just felt like putting this up. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to the song dahlia uploaded on the class blog.... love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like one moment, i am feeling so down, then the next after hearing it,... it completely made&lt;br /&gt;me feel happier. hahahaha thanks. shes got all the songs la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time i am like using the com in the afternoon. ytd, i was so pissed over lots of stuff. oh hell,... its been such a bad week. so many bad things happened=( but i think its going for a change!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz lucky things seem to happen like just now!! ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see,...&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at pp(more to it later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i left after that home alone.&lt;br /&gt;the moment i boarded the bus,(i walked to the bus which was a distance away from the bustop.) and sat down,... it started to rain so heavily la!!!!!! like woaoooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz those ppl who came up the bus a few seconds later were all drenched!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,.. ok, i was thinking how amazing was that.&lt;br /&gt;fine, then after the bus ride,...&lt;br /&gt;and when i was about to alight,... the rain stopped.... i was like ok,... thank you god. hahaha!!! oh goodness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmb just a few days ago, i was drenched before the bus ride at pp .and i had to wait for the rain to stop(cuz it was so heavy) at my house bustop close to half an hour la!!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!! wanted to thank bel for walking 2 bustops back with me to pp to get my wallet( cuz i left it there, i had never in my life lost my wallet) cuz she was already happily on the bus. love you ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha, had lunch at macs today and sandy, fi and jelly had theirs at coffeebean. hahaha those 3 dumb dumb ppl. hahahaha. waited for them to have theirs first, which was like this breakfast set which was preety much expensive.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to spend like 70cents today but used up 4 instead=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the first time we were all at pp can??!!! was never even there was just one of them before. =) dream fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,ytd, i was at my clubhouse toliet cubicle shitting when suddenly,...&lt;br /&gt;a huge cockroach just walked in. and i mean, walked. (it has wings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, i was thinking, oh my, what a huge cockroach,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i thought,... what atrocy!!!! dare walk in like you own this place!!!&lt;br /&gt;cuz it looked so arrogant, i tell you. hahahaha,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that,... my next instinct was to take my camera out to snap a picure of it!!! hahahah cuz cockroaches are sth rare for me.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking whether to be scared cuz it was so near me,...but then i decided not to. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am like trying to cut down on my expenditure, cuz like i am spending too much,... you know on what??&lt;br /&gt;on food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what??!!! i am eating all day and not growing. my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend $9.10 on monday&lt;br /&gt;$5.60 on tuesday and $4 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mum just gave me a pay cut!!!! oh my god. no more shopping trips already=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well chem spa is tmr. heard that is more difficult than the mock one so be careful ok. learn your mole or sth. yup=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screwed up my physics spa,... my answer was like 0.3????!!! when the answer was like 1000???!!!! hahaa luckily he didnt fail anyone la=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting at the busstop today alone and guess who i saw? a red tutu bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i was like msging bell half way when there was this huge chunk of bright red across the street caught my eye. upon further noticings, i saw sth. it was this funny rare-almost extinct bird. hahahaha!! joking la. i was like,... oh tessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i saw she looked and she gave this &lt;em&gt;oh-shit, her-again&lt;/em&gt; kinda look.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;but i wasnt sure if she can see cuz she can brush past people without realising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i msged her la.&lt;br /&gt;said she saw me and my red bag.&lt;br /&gt;dont know how to say hi!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;actually i daoed her too. so yeah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,.... i think i am ok now,... felt really terrible for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday pissed at my brother and a whole lot of things. its really weird,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everythings fine today. like ytd, i couldnt fix the damn camera software and took practically 1 hour, but failed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, (just now) i popped it in and it worked. wowifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh haahaha, last night i was so mad( and i repeated that zillons already),&lt;br /&gt;i took a scissors and wanted to be destructive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wont want to cut myself cuz i am so afraid of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i just took the dustbin and started cutting the papers inside furiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum came out and started asking me what i was doing cuz i was practically taking out all the contents from the dustbin, cutting it and throwing it back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cocked out sth like i wanted to try different cutting styles and learn to be artistic, doing art with recycled materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mu wasnt really convinced though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to cry so badly but i cant. thats the worst cuz my mum would start asking me a whole lot of questions if i cried for a reason she didnt know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats because she had never and i repeat never seen me cry other than when she beats me up. i was trained since young that i cannot cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time when i cried when she scolded me,... she would cane me and say i&lt;em&gt; didnt cane you why you cry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah,... crying, to her is a big thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,....&lt;br /&gt;i am like loveless and my pinofore i wore today was huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!! going for a new chem tution with bel later!! hahaha. what do i expect? hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what???!!! i hate that mdm &lt;em&gt;hog&lt;/em&gt;!!!! oh my god!!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;not really hate ah, but i cant stand it!!! we have no chemistry at all. when i see her,.. i dont feel like smiling though shes the one who keeps smiling. i am like just shut up your face la. oh my god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know whats worse???!!!&lt;br /&gt;that day,... she stood in front of me and shouted over me. WHERE IS DA-NAAAA???!!! i looked at her and said. day-ner is in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;oh my god..&lt;br /&gt;she called me on my phone when i was pissed at life. and the other end shouted. DA-NAAAA!!! ARE YOU AT HOME???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god. for practically 10mins she was talking to me bout the jobshadowing thingy .and i held my phone away from my ear until she said,... hello da-na are you there? several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt get in by the way. didnt expect to from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped my movie for that la,was suppose to be watching step up with the dancers,,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so giddy in the car ride there,&lt;br /&gt;was so hungry(that recess dont know why didnt eat much)&lt;br /&gt;spend so much $ on food like a cow later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then took a freakin long (butt can rot, back can break kinda thing) bus ride with a friend. oh god....&lt;br /&gt;i blamed it on my series of unfortunate events besides,..... misplacing my wallet,... pin-locked my own phone,...gena blamed for everything i've done, pay cut, thingys that dont like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOW ITS OK!!!! HAHAHAHA. GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;hahha,. i need sweets!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116358076799837257?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116358076799837257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116358076799837257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116358076799837257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116358076799837257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahaha-so-cute-junjunmy-p1-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116350831186979772</id><published>2006-11-14T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T04:45:13.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck. you know i have never said this word. but suddenly i feel like saying it. ok whatever. i am so fed up with the stupid computer and other assholic things.&lt;br /&gt;oh hell nothing is going right lately. and i mean NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell, i am so fucking pissed at everything. i forgot what i am angry about. but yes, i am feeling mad....&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;ok,..... peeehuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i feel better now anyhow,...reliased some of the stupid stress.&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the damn pics for myself to see to make myself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haleauya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the pictures didnt like me. oh cry. hell. once again. fucked up people who loves scolding and making a fool out of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116350831186979772?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116350831186979772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116350831186979772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116350831186979772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116350831186979772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/11/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116299750625867743</id><published>2006-11-08T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T06:51:48.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/200434152-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/200434152-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww,...just felt like putting this pic up=0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;was msging bel,... and we were both in a state of &lt;em&gt;lost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh,. anyway,.. one thing to make myself happy!!! &lt;strong&gt;hear the song??!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i love it so much la!!!&lt;br /&gt;tata young's new single!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took me so long to look for it ok, and&lt;br /&gt;the moment i listen to it,.. there would be this vibe vibrating in my tummmy,...(in fact its the shoulders)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i feel like dancing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;man,.. i do feel weird,...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its not my lost anyway,.. even though i do think of pretty things. anyhow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel, was arranging a CIAPS meeting recess tmr,.. oh my god,... since when was the last time huh?&lt;br /&gt;=) anyhow,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suck at the mole thing,... like what the hell???&lt;br /&gt;ms ho came to help,.. then,.. i was sure,... but when the next question comes, i got lost,... again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgh,... i forgot whats nat's blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms chaim wants ballet for cca promotion?! ohhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;she wants to see me,... ohhhh no,... i want like street jazz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na,... not watching movie tmr,.. the timings real cocked up i tell you. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;crazy isnt it tu,... nothings right! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;expected?uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want the bluetooth to work! i have nice pics on my phone la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancers planning to watch STEP UP on monday,... cool=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw bel so many times in school today which i never did,... smiled everytime i see her,.. maybe i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,.. went for tution today,...i always feel smarter coming out of that door,.. thats why i love it there=) stayed for like 4hrs??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert desire has been bringing the book for me since i dont know when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! since i've said thank you and sorry so many times already,....&lt;br /&gt;i shall nod my head thrice instead. hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fate of the physics assesment book.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, anyhow,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to see zaneta ard! like her pinkie face and the cheeky i-want-to-stuff-my-ass-up-your-face-look !!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shes giving me the qian chou look la!!!hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh way......s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i gonna live my life forever like this??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a change leh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh.... like no way,... oh hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i talking about!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till now,...=)&lt;br /&gt;chill to da song,... zoom...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116299750625867743?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116299750625867743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116299750625867743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116299750625867743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116299750625867743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/11/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116290999893131279</id><published>2006-11-07T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T06:33:21.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/spinthebottle.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" height="121" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/spinthebottle.png" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so dumb!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 4 of us, sandy, fiona, jelly and i got to change identities!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was shouting my own name most of the time,... and we all got used to it. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiona's &lt;em&gt;dana leong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am &lt;em&gt;fiona&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandy is &lt;em&gt;jelly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jelly is &lt;em&gt;sandy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;you know what!!! i think my name is damn hard to call leh!!!! its like so short,...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like dayner,..&lt;br /&gt;i felt so weird!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand it!!! and i cant pronounce my name properly!!! &lt;em&gt;like dayner leong!! stop making so much noise!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiona was so noisy la,... &lt;em&gt;and i was like,... being a president of interact club,... i must,....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha,...&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dana,.... was like i like to dance and i am in dance club!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... sandy and jelly,... or jelly and sandy were so cute too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg and my name is so short and hard to pronounce la!!!,... i cant believe i cant even say my name properly!!! its sounds so weird when i do!!! arrrgh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall leave this task of calling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dana &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;arrrrugh!!! day na!!! i think day na is nicer!! okokok,... dayner,.... arrrgh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,..dumbdumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow couldnt do my amaths hw, since sandy brought my book home,... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;tution tmr yup=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandy khoo!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;say i never care about you!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you only care about your boyfriend lor!!!!&lt;br /&gt;listen to mdm hassan!!!&lt;br /&gt;concentrate on your studies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dont cancel our appointment for your boyfriend's father's birthday la!!!! last minute somemore!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then,.. we'll be having another conference and pretending iam sleeping over!!! with fi,... and tricking jelly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sandy!!!! can help me take water???!!!i damn thirsty!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yucks!!! fi! can you go and use a tissue to clean your nose??!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sandy!! stop figgiting around la!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when are you waking up tmr fi?? wake me up ok,.. i go home with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the while pretending we were beside eachother in sandy's house while we were back home conferencing with jelly who thought we were all together!! ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i dont know what i am talking about! its so noisy here la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;till then=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116290999893131279?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116290999893131279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116290999893131279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116290999893131279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116290999893131279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-was-so-dumb-4-of-us-sandy-fiona.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116282404260017155</id><published>2006-11-06T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T06:40:46.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow,.... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO THE HELL IS WEI PENG/WEIPING?????????!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FUNNY LA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel was telling me on the phone like suddenly ppl asked her about weiping /weipeng for no reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you i was laughing like a mad cow and had to cover my face cuz i was laughing so loudly in parkway!!!&lt;br /&gt;what bedok north??? hahahaha!!!! tan weiping???!!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haahahha!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time ago,... shi thought that someone looks LIKE a weiping,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,.., &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will never understand!!!! hahahahahaha~!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the grudge2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ytd,...&lt;br /&gt;dont bother watching please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not scary one la!!!&lt;br /&gt;i was like laughing throughout at the stupid plot of how it doesnt make sense that ppl can die for no reason,&lt;br /&gt;and how the ghost amazing looks the same as the one in JU-ON. (both the mother and the kid; just that now the kid's a girl??!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very very expected. very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like that allison girl( the one that was force up the attic by her friends)!... she got this nice, sad, worried, frightened, insaned look!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat told me it was scary then i went to watch la!!!! ah yo.&lt;br /&gt;(i dont blame you la, chicken!)hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the grudge1 was better la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU!!! YES YOU!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;you know who you are!!!!&lt;br /&gt;PRESTIGE???? set ah!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;though its been out for like a long time already!&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ytd,...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was my little cousin's birthday!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... P1 kid!!! yeah=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was funny????!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i dont know,.. but theres sth but &lt;strong&gt;angelica&lt;/strong&gt;,... or jelly,... that makes me really happy or at ease when i see her,..&lt;br /&gt;i think its her face!!! which its good! cuz its so funny!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just look at her,.. then i will just start to laugh!!! so damn comical!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post her pictures here next time!!! hahahaha!!!so everyone can be happy!!! kidding la!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;SANDY AND FIONA&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT SAY I NEGECT YOU HOR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being there &lt;em&gt;whenever,... whereever,.. we'll be together!!!&lt;/em&gt; hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jelly,... when are we gonna,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vul less vu gooil shiak laa less vuia????!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy life?? maybe=)&lt;br /&gt;(i cant stand that idiotic bluetooth ok!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116282404260017155?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116282404260017155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116282404260017155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116282404260017155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116282404260017155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/11/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116230160971028977</id><published>2006-10-31T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T05:33:32.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/200320560-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/200320560-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feeling like crying now, omg i am.&lt;br /&gt;and its like my brother's watching this stupid cartoon, laughing beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh,... i am not sad. i am just not happy. ok fine,&lt;br /&gt;i am upset. its like the whole of today,.. i wasnt really in the mood to talk or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes bel, "you feel the need to talk about it, but you just dont want to talk right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just so letargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately for me i had my dancers, we walked all the way to the hostel place to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so fun being with them, bel, jana, zan, nat, jamie, shi and lis nat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfected my beats,&lt;br /&gt;which was the one thing i felt i should be proud off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz, its like i lost it after so long not doing it.&lt;br /&gt;(in case you are wondering whats beats,... its like hand stands in the air)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of going against gravity and putting all your weight on your hands is just fanstastic.&lt;br /&gt;that few moments of staying in air, makes me smile when i come down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,... yup. its a big deal to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell in love with sailor stuffs. love my bag and the earrings i bought. haha, i want the sailor bra set!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg,.... i feel so drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i thought i didnt care or bother, its just that i decieved myself so many times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i realised that it really hurts inside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what happened?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;didnt know it matters to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want that old weiping back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116230160971028977?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116230160971028977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116230160971028977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116230160971028977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116230160971028977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-feeling-like-crying-now-omg-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116205042901494419</id><published>2006-10-28T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T09:13:13.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/P1050158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/P1050158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jana, me and bel at the swing on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/P1050141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/P1050141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg,... sweet pleasant memories, our swensens cake from our dancers for the oct babes=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/P1000455.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/P1000455.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,... the day when 2 crazy poks popped by my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/vbhn.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/vbhn.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the roxy changing room!!! lovely, with the new bottoms we're trying out=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/P1000505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/P1000505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaha!, ppl thought we were crazy la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/P1000477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/P1000477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;priceless,... the laughter and the smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/P1000485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/P1000485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opps!!!hahaha,... look at our damn expressions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/P1000467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/P1000467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my darlings!!! steph and ting tong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/P1000497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/P1000497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it never ends,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/mn,%20k,.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/mn%2C%20k%2C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh!!! it was the day after our practice! at pp toliet.&lt;br /&gt;nat, mua, bel(again) jana and zan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/drgsergs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/drgsergs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at janas house swimming with sunnies. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/P1000463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/P1000463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vain pots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/MGNHJ,.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/P1000451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/P1000451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothings more than to chill out with my best of friends man,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random pics,....=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116205042901494419?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116205042901494419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116205042901494419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116205042901494419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116205042901494419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/10/jana-me-and-bel-at-swing-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116178604140075989</id><published>2006-10-25T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T07:20:42.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd,.. yes,.. its ytd,... was amazingly fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out with steph and bel,...it was suppose to be a ciaps meeting ok!! jana la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2 butts came to my house early in the morning to try to meet me,..&lt;br /&gt;but the princess was still asleep,.. no time to bother bout low-class peasents. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,.. finally after like 1 hour,.. i rushed down like a penguin with bake beans, tuna, bread and lots of chips. i am not a walking mama shop ok,&lt;br /&gt;they la!! told me to bring down as much food as i have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,... we were at the studio, chatted and painted our nails,.. bitched bout fendi,... tried to make a cheer,.. to no avail. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they persuaded me to go shopping with them,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had so much fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;went over to raffles city,... walked ard and i bought my pencil case from this new brand called ANIMAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah!!! my pencil case has 2 names!!! made by me,..&lt;br /&gt;firstly its the computer lab case!!!&lt;br /&gt;cuz i imagine myself bring that to the lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ndly its the roti case&lt;br /&gt;cuz it really looks like a loaf of bread!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love it alot!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;finally man. finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph looks like a hot car seller babe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel looks like a china doll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;both pretty la!! realised that we are all perfectionists. ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent loads of time at the roxy shop,... its feels damn homely man!!! and the sales person are so tender!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i know tender doesnt make sense. but i just feel like writing it. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried this exciting jeans bobby shorts,.. i've never seen sth like that before! its so nice and the 2 of them had to admit it looked gorgeous on me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph bel and i went into 1 changing room and took a freakin long time fooling around and raping each other!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kidding la!!!!! who would want to rape the chicken backside and cow's nehnehpok!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is which,... you decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah!!!!! omg!!! it was so fun ok!!!! we were laughing like mad,.. and when we decide its time to leave,... no one dare to go out first cuz we were so noisy inside and there were only the sales person,... and ,... we knew we werent buying anything!!!&lt;br /&gt;expensive la woman!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,...&lt;br /&gt;oh wells,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to buy bels jeans. oh man,..that girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camwhored alot&lt;br /&gt;will buy the man's shirt with steph sometime soon=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant rmb anything else leh,.. oh jana is so wasted!!! ah ya,.. missed out so much!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i am angry ok!!! both times never even tell me to my face that you cant make it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dancing tmr. goona bring my radio. i am wondering how i am going to walk back home with it.&lt;br /&gt;man,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with the school???!!! dont even have a bloody radio!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,.. i look forward to tmr,...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;and i realise that my abs are disappearing,...=(((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the period i dint dance cuzed so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i wanna believe you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you tell me that everything's ok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah i try try to believe you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but not today,...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tomorrow-avril lavgine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;false false false hopes. bleh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116178604140075989?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116178604140075989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116178604140075989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116178604140075989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116178604140075989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/10/ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116178317697942615</id><published>2006-10-25T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T06:32:57.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>confusing la!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to think ok,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt trusurrounded by this huge mass of white puffy clouds,&lt;br /&gt;which are amazingly not cute,..&lt;br /&gt;instead, i took a long while to realise they were just,&lt;br /&gt;haze,..&lt;br /&gt;making me feel all bloated up and choked&lt;br /&gt;so tense and overwhelmed, so insecure and so upset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the problem,&lt;br /&gt;what is the question i heed to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;fed me up with all kinds of rubbish that was disgused as pretty little sunshines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotions&lt;br /&gt;be it a simple smile of happiness&lt;br /&gt;or a frown that depicts sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want neither&lt;br /&gt;things should be pure,...&lt;br /&gt;elated signs, grim expressions.&lt;br /&gt;neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you are brought to another stage of emotional high,...&lt;br /&gt;you will change the expectations of the so called happiness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you would raise your standards&lt;br /&gt;you will realise that sth you had never knew&lt;br /&gt;could be of so much fun and excitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little did you know,...&lt;br /&gt;or rather, never had you gotten ready your backup plan,...&lt;br /&gt;your stablising of balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or that there would be no safety net for you to fall on,.. to catch your weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;everything that you trust&lt;br /&gt;decided to pull out on you&lt;br /&gt;to draw back from where everything was beautiful and perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather to where nothing was created or formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear&lt;br /&gt;you look around and found nothing&lt;br /&gt;the debris?&lt;br /&gt;the collaspe?&lt;br /&gt;the sacrness?&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch,... its alright, it will be fine tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have plasters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you will see,.. you would be more awake and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you would shine brighter,&lt;br /&gt;than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you put on a bloody smile,... the hollowness glows from inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;you begin to learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116178317697942615?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116178317697942615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116178317697942615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116178317697942615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116178317697942615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/10/confusing-la-i-dont-know-what-to-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116161715866285817</id><published>2006-10-23T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T08:26:13.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fendi,... ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg,... todays a rollor coaster man,.... happy didnt get to see her today! yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know whats going on tomorrow, dont let it be cancelled pls!!! jana!!!ciaps!!!!&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today there were lots of talks and all that,...and there was one time about the power 98 talk. wa lao!!! free jesse mccarney cds!!!! my god!!! pppl went crazy.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was like the deepa raya concert!!! i really enjoyed it leh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dancers look so pretty!!! Nat,. lis nat and shila!! hahaha,... yaya,.. as usual,... as thin. hhahaa pretty la pretty la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school,.. i wanted to go eat pasta mania or whatever at parkway,...&lt;br /&gt;then jelly pangsei me la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i walked around school aimlessly ok,... for the first time.... then guess who i saw!!!&lt;br /&gt;tessa!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am like saying like shes some big star, but shes not la. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;she very funny leh,... but the first thing i rmb her doing was giving me her report book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like,... ok,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate this kimchi instant from the video shop which looked very good from the outside but taste crappy from the inside. yeap. did not even finish half la. talked about stupid stuff and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks tu, i love you ok=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that woman 'blew' fruit punch all over my pinofore. great job great job-_-. (as i secretly plan my revenge,...hmmmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;princess hours very nice to watch ah?? ahahaha,.. everyone's watching it except me,... really! hahaha,... na,... not a korean fan though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i have never gotten to eat my western food???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ytd,.. the waiting time was too long,... i cancelled it.&lt;br /&gt;today my family went all the way to some western stall and it was closed,... its not as if they always wanted to eat that. but,...!!! ah ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever,... happy or not. i decide.&lt;br /&gt;talked on the phone with bel today and made up stuff like holland, ireland, germany and all!! wanted to do so much tmr,... then now i got no idea whats happening. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and watch the stars crash in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if i could ask god just one question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why arent you here with me~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tonight....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-someday we'll know. by many different singers. lovely=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sex in the afternoon. hahahahahaha!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116161715866285817?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116161715866285817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116161715866285817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116161715866285817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116161715866285817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/10/fendi.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116127116280406271</id><published>2006-10-19T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T08:19:23.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays like freakin freakin feakin long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and todays my birthday! and it felt like my birthday was spread over 2 days!!! hahaha. tell you why later. i dont really think its any special day anyway,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i had so much things to say!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;then know its like so hard to put it all down,...&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless,..... i would try!!!!!!!!! cuz i wont ever forget,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dancers!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STEPH, JANA, SHIHUA, DAPH, NAT AND LIS NAT!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU YOU ALL SO MUCH OK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd,... us,... the 4 babes &lt;strong&gt;ME, BEL, JAMIE AND ZAN&lt;/strong&gt; went to spc to have our lunch cuz we were sick of canteen food and needed air con badly,.. so yeah,... besides that, we were wondering where the hell ppl were disappearing to. anyhow,.... to cut the long story short,....&lt;br /&gt;and when we went back to the canteen,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first,....i saw 2 CAKES on the table,.... second,... i saw the SWENSENS TAPE,... I WAS LIKE OMG OMGOMGOMG,... all the way,... i was like,... hello???? is this a surprise or what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,... the october babes were like stunned and all that!!!! you guys dont know how touched we were ok!!!! OMG!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sang the birthday song and had so much fun eating the chocolate and cookies and cream cake~!!!! we were like laughing and taking pics!!! jamie put cream on my face, and in return got cream on her hair!!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know bel and i had plans that we would somehow get a cake and i even got the swensens brocher to drool at!!! and i tought it was somewhat impossible,.... when,.. this happened!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that STEPHANIE LEONG!!!! had planned this a long time ago!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU SOOOOO FREAKIN MUCH ok!!!! hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god!!!! that day daph was like coming over to collect money for nat's joggaton card... i was like what??!!! HAHAHHA,... shi and daph's acting were pretty good too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again wanna thank you all sooooo much ok!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it brightened everything man!!!&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;ohhhh yes,....&lt;br /&gt;i blogged annabels birthday wishings on my class blog!!!! omg!!!! so embarrassing ok!!!!! rahhhh,...&lt;br /&gt;i only knew it when dahlia told me like the next day,...&lt;br /&gt;i acted cool la,.. i was like,... "oh??? i didnt know,..."&lt;br /&gt;but i tell you,.... i was freaking shocked and embarrassed!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! bel still has the cheek to laugh at me!!!&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;and the &lt;strong&gt;sec 3s were all at the hall&lt;/strong&gt; for ss checking of scrips....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guessed i was talking la,... then ms hamida looked at me,... and i just looked back at her,... and she gave me this weird smile and after a few seconds she spoke through the mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" number 13 from 3e9, can you stand up?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no,.. i am in trouble,... ok so i stood up and tried to look serious cuz indeed i was in the wrong right,....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... i looked around and there were like a sea of ppl,.. i was all the way at the corner of the classes thats why. i wanted to laugh but i knew i couldnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she asked me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" are you a communist?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like what???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ms hamida asked everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" is she a communist?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i heard them say no,... hahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!!!! i really had no idea whats going on man!! then ppl were like asking me if i really was a communist later,... this is freakin funny la.&lt;br /&gt;ai yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,... CIAPS SANG ME THIS REALLY WEIRD HUMPTY DUMPTY SONG..... hahah!!!! thanks for everything!!! THANK YOU!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tooterians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after school&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;kuku was suppose to be with me the whole time like a info transporter.....&lt;br /&gt;they asked this junour to pass me this card and a plastic bag saying it was from someone else,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like cool,.. cuz it wasnt signed off. then when i was happily reading it,... they came up to me and went,.." YOUVE BEEN TOOTED!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Haahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i opened the present and all!!! thank you pat and gita who went through so much trouble to get me my present,... heard you guys went nuts looking for it! thank you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yaya went like,... hey how bout the inside??? ok,.. so i opened it,......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE WAS LIKE A BLOODY &lt;strong&gt;MOLLY&lt;/strong&gt; INSIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SCREAMED LIKE THERE WAS NO TMR AND JUST GRABBED PATS ARM and screamed nonstop. can you imagine the molly so near your freakin face???!!! it was placed btw the plastic ok!!!i realised it was fake but its like i still cant stand anything with the same colour and shape and slimy and idiotic and looks exactly the same as the real kind of molly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ever play that again ok!!!!!! it was pats idea la!!!! and you know what,.. yaya,.. took the molly out and put it inside her blouse???!!!!! like just dropped it into her blouse??!!! what the??!!! i was still screaming cuz i cant stand the thought that someone can actually touch that ghasty thing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrgh!!!! and they had fun laughing-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our tooterian hugs and kisses and i wanna say i love everyone of them alot alot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... oh ya,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wanna thank everyone who had put in effort to make today a wonderful occasion for me yeah?? !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116127116280406271?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116127116280406271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116127116280406271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116127116280406271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116127116280406271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/10/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116118160354018650</id><published>2006-10-18T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T07:26:44.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO GORGEOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                                            &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;            18.10.91&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is like the who???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ANNABEL tang!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*AHHHH!!!!!!*( ah!! bimbo!)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,.. YEAH,..&lt;br /&gt;your bestestttttt char siew bao twin would like to wish you&lt;br /&gt;A BLASTING SIGNIFICANT BIRTHDAY ON THE day a little bun was born!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;well,..... youre like older now alright,.. bear that i mind,...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may you be enlightened with the purest light and the shinest star shine gloriously for you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah!!! i love you!!! and may ahem,. love you more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116118160354018650?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116118160354018650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116118160354018650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116118160354018650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116118160354018650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-to-gorgeous-18.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116109602220699070</id><published>2006-10-17T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T07:40:23.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/miscellaneous024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/miscellaneous024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA,... TODAY WAS SORTA CRAPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt have a good feeling about it anyway. english,... was just damn disappointing. i never got that kind of marks before. i rmbed saying. OH SHIT! when i saw my results. rahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,... shi gave me a huge shock with her hair. hahaha,... good change la=) since she told me she wanted sth new. but i like the last time better. anyway,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did the pirates thingy,... really enjoyed it=) i dont know whats wrong with dumb bell. we just cant stop laughing at nothing! i love that curvy wave thing on the floor!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... we miss steph!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,.. we were at the swing where we stick blotters on our faces and we indeed looked like char siew baos!!!! ahahahahaha,...&lt;br /&gt;damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,... oh hell its like chem paper tomorrow right,... why cant they give like maths or amaths or sth else&lt;br /&gt;and i really pity the person who marked my geog paper ok,... i think she would be going throght like loads of shit,... however,.. it would be like freakin easy to total up the scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh,... and i was so fedup with the wdv shitty camera folder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh,.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;its going to be bel birthday tmr!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don know what to do&lt;br /&gt;will prolly be getting her a belated present,.. but,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will definately be there with her tmr la,!....&lt;br /&gt;she knows i am always there when she needs me lor!!!&lt;br /&gt;and thats more than what a significant present can mean ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you babe!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,.. you better love me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and,... if you realise its bels birthday,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that means ITS GOING TO BE MY BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YES,... CUZ MINE IS ONE DAY AFTER HERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA,... i dont really look forward to it,..so,... ahem,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however the tooterians are like going to give this &lt;em&gt;'''surprise ''''' present.....&lt;/em&gt; hahahah!!!! you know right,.. i had to choose my own present !!!! cuz they know and i know that our taste are like 2 worlds apart. so yeap!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plans bel and i made with 30 candles are like so impossible now,...ah ya,... we had thought so much nice thinking bout it though=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. ok&lt;br /&gt;blog bout my tooterians outing another day!!! + lots of ridiculous pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing for tmr be another blessing=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116109602220699070?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116109602220699070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116109602220699070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116109602220699070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116109602220699070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/10/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-116083748166442262</id><published>2006-10-14T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T08:52:27.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/jkk.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/jkk.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WOW,... its been like ages since i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd,... i dont know why i was just to tired or sth. forgot how to type.&lt;br /&gt;oh hell. hahaha,... went over to janas place. its like a new condo or sth,.. the pools very big and we kept shifting here and there.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... i think bel is just dumb,.. oh and we wore shades while swimming,... how fanstastic is that??? i didnt swim much though,...just drifted here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sat at the chairs and sun tanned although it didnt do much difference to me. we talked and all that, oh bitched too. and really really missed steph,.. she didnt go... she had sth to do *cough* sth very impt. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some other day ciaps in full yeah!!! had plan for long that on monday would be celebrating bels and mine combined birthday since hers is one day before mine. i only wanted to put up a photo of the 3 of us and the blogger didnt allow me to. wow. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,... yaya can eat already!!!! yay!!! browies?=) cakes!!! our combines perfect baking master piece!!! hahaha,.. i rmb last year was also like this !!! she sent me this stupid msg bout the her peeing and crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i was at yayas blog where she wrote this tribute to the librarians for our birthday! i think i laughed and cried reading it! shes so sweet! hahaha. the funny thing is. i dont really have much memory bout the moments she wrote about! haha and guess what not one tooterian can rmb another tooterians birthday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what is wrong but its like i cant rmb anyones bithday! i kept thinking gitas one is on the 14th, pats on the 25th( they are both wrong) , i think. and i cant rmb kukus or yaya's at all!!!! my god!! pat thought mines on the 18th and gita thought mines on the 14th.&lt;br /&gt;how interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow!!!! i have this sudden urge to write down everyone who had made an impact in anyway or any place or time in this life of mine.to thanks you all or write a statment i have never been able to say.&lt;br /&gt;holy cow.... long list,... long list,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not be able to finish in just one post but i will continue,... perhaps you would find yourself among the list=) god. i am having a headache. ouch. sorry thats random.&lt;br /&gt;okokokok,... i will need to think about it,.. the list of people whom i wanna write about. ok,... i shall plan and do a reflection.... soon dears soon=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stars shall shine and the moons shall cow. oh my god. ok. its the cows shall moo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-116083748166442262?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116083748166442262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=116083748166442262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116083748166442262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/116083748166442262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115771480542052606</id><published>2006-09-08T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T04:26:45.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/last%20one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/last%20one.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture speaks for itself&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU CIAPS!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/hgdgf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/hgdgf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the teachers' day performance=)&lt;br /&gt;its bel's blog's background pic.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/sec%204%20farewell%20and%20teachers%20day%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/sec%204%20farewell%20and%20teachers%20day%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day at the sec4s farewell. my sec3s!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;retro momo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/dfgfg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/dfgfg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumb bel and i!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/dfgdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/dfgdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last,.... pic for the day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;tadada!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the 4CIAP bullying our S manager!!!!! hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy,... i finally get the photos!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. ytd,... my entry was deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,... everyday to me is a tution day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like i really want to say what happened ytd. and now i forgot it all,... thats why i like to write it all out.  so i will rmb what actually happened before,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah ya,... i dont have anything to say!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes,.....&lt;br /&gt;hahaaha,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TESSA IS MY TUTU BIRD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeap....&lt;br /&gt;i broke my own latenightphoneconverse&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;and yup,... she knows who she is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pretty pleasant&lt;br /&gt;i cant imagine talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;of all people right.&lt;br /&gt;sweet=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just thought of like making my own pencil case.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i have never found any that i'm satisfied with.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... had lots of ideas in mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wanted to say,....&lt;br /&gt;dersire&lt;br /&gt;errm yeah&lt;br /&gt;shes a gentleman??? ahahahaha,... from what bel told me la,... that is.&lt;br /&gt;which is good=) yeap,....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... sorry if you feel offended by what i said,.... but pls do. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokokok,.... lots of things to say..... but i really have to go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,... muack!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;will be back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115771480542052606?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115771480542052606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115771480542052606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115771480542052606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115771480542052606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-picture-speaks-for-itself-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115764282937358010</id><published>2006-09-07T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T23:38:52.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok,.... i need the pics from annabel!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;today is thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long into the holidays&lt;br /&gt;like it was even the holidays in the first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel came to my house ytd supposely to stay for 30mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up for like 5 hrs&lt;br /&gt;basically&lt;br /&gt;we sang, danced&lt;br /&gt;cooked-_- mee sua( that spoilt brat)&lt;br /&gt;and mugged?&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THAT GIRL LIKE SIAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;cant what for the CIAPS to meet up!&lt;br /&gt;i am C now!!! steph's a P!&lt;br /&gt;we are going to make a membership card!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifes too short to even think what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;things dont come as expected&lt;br /&gt;when theres expectations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'd rather not have any=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yet another game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she thought she told herself to stop. and indeed she felt it coming to an end. yes, but only for a night. how was that ever possible, she needs a pillow to find comfort in. with tears of joy or maybe loneiness she felt of someone tucking her into bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what does she want? she has no idea.&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/21939572-115764282937358010?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115764282937358010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115764282937358010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115764282937358010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115764282937358010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115721328098194545</id><published>2006-09-02T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T09:08:01.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was tution day without the chemistry,...( as in the subject)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought flowers for my 3 teachers and one for my mum=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to think that kind of flower is a daisy,... but its not,.. its sth that starts with a g.....( cant rmb what)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i ate,.. but i keep feeling so full ok,... i hate it!!! its like i am so fat already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to this persons house,.. shes a lady,... to actually check on my brothers back,...&lt;br /&gt;shes called auntie. she actually has a room for like check up,... like a chinese sinsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,... then my mum wanted her to "check" me too,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ok,... fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it turns out i had to strip,...&lt;br /&gt;like ok,... strip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa lao,...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... funny feeling&lt;br /&gt;and the massage and crap,... mum was there the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,.. then there was a mirror and i was admiring my legs.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... not as though they are like stephs's 5 miles long or anything,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that i like them tanned and toned=)&lt;br /&gt;but,... i hate my thigh fats. thats why i love my round cut FBTs. its like short at the side and longer cut in the middle=) *cheater....hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,... the place look incredibly neat,...&lt;br /&gt;and i had a feeling she like keeps corpse or human beings in some secret compartment or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,.... after that,... i went for supper,... you know i told myself so many times never to have supper. but ah ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the bedok place where they have manymany &lt;strong&gt;roti prata &lt;/strong&gt;shops selling 24hrs or sth,....&lt;br /&gt;i went to this shop just outside shopandsave&lt;br /&gt;and ordered my fav egg prata=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the unbelievable thing,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TESSA,... ACTUALLY GOES TO THAT EXACT SAME SHOP AND EATS EGG PRATA TOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;( it wasnt on that same day la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like,... there are so many freakin shops&lt;br /&gt;and so many freakin different choices of pratas,..&lt;br /&gt;and we can unimaginatively fall for the same thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!!!!,.. cuz like just now when i was back at home&lt;br /&gt;and we dont know why talked about food&lt;br /&gt;and i said i just ate prata,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and,..hahahaha!!! such coincidence!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird world! haha,. i was touched when she told me she watched my whole dance and said it was good=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,.. tess,. you arent that bad either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh that woman,.. just went offline suddenly,.. her com needs fixing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fi,... msged me today&lt;/strong&gt;.... it was like " i go first ok,... take care"&lt;br /&gt;ok,.. i was thinking,... like you know when a spirit leaves the modern world,...&lt;br /&gt;they would say that,... but nevermind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to call her,.. but i dont know why i kept thinking that she left already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she called me,.. and suddenly i felt that i missed her like alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;it was also&lt;br /&gt;after my performance the other day,.. when i saw fi,.. i wanted to hug her damn badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this period of time that i infact withdrew from her,... an unquestionable feeling.&lt;br /&gt;it was cuz of this stupid syndromme that sandy and i&lt;br /&gt;found out recently that caused so much tension,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it,.. its such a weird and evil thing to contract. the peanut syndromme. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIONA,.. I LOVE YOU OK=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;annabel is like a toad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why i made that comment but,... yeah&lt;br /&gt;shes a toad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa lao eh!!!!!! ppl interested in you,..,  then that other one leh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'll take back my words. the first one is still better!!! (only when compared to the 2nd one)&lt;br /&gt;please hor!!!!&lt;br /&gt;shes going to rape you someday ok,.... shes sick...&lt;br /&gt;(who am i to judge anyway,... but rmb my words and wear more clothings in case you unknowingly tempt her to commit sinful deeds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyone out there,..&lt;br /&gt;who tries to take advantage of annabel,...&lt;br /&gt;i will unhesitantly hitch-kick you with my tanned and tonned legs&lt;br /&gt;and then,.... BOOK you.&lt;br /&gt;(like what annabel always does,.. book ppl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;scared leh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh,.... wp,... where are you???!!!&lt;br /&gt;theres so many things i want to say!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you for giving me the attention i used to save for you.&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/21939572-115721328098194545?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115721328098194545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115721328098194545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115721328098194545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115721328098194545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-was-tution-day-without-chemistry.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115703553230836302</id><published>2006-08-31T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T07:45:34.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was THE dance day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were to rate the dance,... i wouldnt give it a mark too high, neither would it be too low. cuz i know i put in effort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the others,... it depends,...&lt;br /&gt;the sec3s daph,.nut,.serene and the ciaps&lt;br /&gt;its like the last time we would be performing on the school stage i think. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt the best we could achieve la,.... some of the the sec1s need more brushing up. its like they haven been doing those corner to corner stuff we used to do. its sad&lt;br /&gt;i miss the last year teachers day dance. the girls in pink!!!!! the justin timberlake song. there were so many comments on it=) but this year,.. hahahah. so many ppl were dancing!&lt;br /&gt;ours are like just another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the music started like 3times wrongly. i was standing like some idiot with my butt facing the audience. i was screaming in my head. dont move unless the music goes right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i turned around, i was shocked to see there were like many ppl. cuz the whole time the curtain was closed and i was backfacing them and whatever holy shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i forgot my part 3steps. is it very obvious????!!! you know i have ppl coming up to me to tell me i forgot my steps???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;rah!!!&lt;br /&gt;hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the contemp was good!=) hahah,... everyone was so into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to my primary school&lt;br /&gt;lunched at parkway steamboat,... saw many old friends and teachers&lt;br /&gt;anqi's nice&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,... i want to start on my eofs&lt;br /&gt;everyones been busy with it.&lt;br /&gt;rahhh&lt;br /&gt;hate life sometimes&lt;br /&gt;wp made me happy ytd&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel was saying" 2 wp lovers sitting on the wall" hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE CIAPS OK!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;JANA BEL AND STEPH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115703553230836302?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115703553230836302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115703553230836302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115703553230836302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115703553230836302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-was-dance-day-if-i-were-to-rate.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115660485908491807</id><published>2006-08-26T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T08:08:03.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I THINK I AM GOING CRAZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEL!!!!!!!!!!! help!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,... just now,.. my bro went mad and quarrelled with my parents and ran out of the house,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in my room when i heard all the comotion,... a short while later,... i came out and saw my parents sitting at the sofa reading newspapers. great. just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt say anything,&lt;br /&gt; i just ran downstairs to look for him,... i went everywhere. the playground, the backyard and the 30th floor,... i was crying and went round asking the guards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could find him la. i went up again to get my phone and keys and went down to look for him again,... spotted him at the pool. we just sat there and cried,... i mean,... i understand the pressure and everything. i was a sec1 before. and i understand our parents 2years more than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,... it was such a long time before my mum came to look for us,...i gave her a clue as to where we were" I LOVE TO SWIM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,... everything's fine now=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually ytd,.. i had blogged but then sth went wrong and yeah,... sth went wrong. it wasnt published,...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway,...today wasnt fantastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tutioned the whole day,.. and mrs ng ask me to go back everyday so as to improve in my amaths.&lt;br /&gt;rightie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate that feeling you know,... that heart-scrunching-beating-non-stop-poping-out-of-your-body kind of feeling. i just hate it,...&lt;br /&gt;it could be for alot of reasons,.. or for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i think of dance,... that friday when i was on stage rehearsing,... the lights,.. the music,.. the attention,....i get the horrible reaction,... was i afraid? i dont know,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i think of weiping,... i get it too. its crap,... i wish i could just cut it away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance dance dance its on thursday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i dont want!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;what are we going to wear???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to bel on the phone just now,... i was screaming and laughing,..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why,... i am always laughing when i am high,...cant stand it too,....&lt;br /&gt;i cant control myself you know! and its so not soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been so long since i blogged,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheres my time?&lt;br /&gt;oh there! *points to the window*&lt;br /&gt;it flew away!,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my vocab sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see,... the words i used?&lt;br /&gt;they are like 4 letters long&lt;br /&gt;oh whatever&lt;br /&gt;i am so contradicting(13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont know &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what i want,...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i want &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what i dont have&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the need to yearn &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i yearn &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;secretly for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115660485908491807?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115660485908491807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115660485908491807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115660485908491807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115660485908491807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-think-i-am-going-crazy-yup-rahhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115651858700523644</id><published>2006-08-25T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T08:09:48.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;MYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;GODDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just checked my mail!!!!!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!! i am freakin happy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;today is such a fantabulous day!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think its planned just nicely for sth good to happen at the end of school. we're like separated the whole day and then meet later, in the most unexpected moment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thanks steph,... for always being there to listen to me talk and scream,...to just be beside her and to see her smile,... its a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thanks bel,... cuz it was always her who imforms me bout when the wall is about to paint purple. hahaha! that lucky shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels weird for me to blog bout what actaually happened. but anyway&lt;br /&gt;its such a crazy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going for ballet=0hahahaha,... *takes the stone out of my heart*&lt;br /&gt;but i miss the ppl and all=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IT!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;BUTBUTBUT&lt;br /&gt;we're not ready!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,... whatever,...&lt;br /&gt;going for tution, back to the usuals. planning to sleep late=)&lt;br /&gt;if my mum allows that is,... to wake me up to wash the toliet&lt;br /&gt;arrrrgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really didnt know i was so noisy you know!!!!! i didnt know i sream like close to 24hrs!!!!&lt;br /&gt;where did i get the energy from???? arrrrghhh,....&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me&lt;br /&gt;("all this time we dont get what we want we pout we shout and scream and make it loud,... its ccccciaps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papaya, mango and passionfruit mix bubble tea,...&lt;br /&gt;its my creation&lt;br /&gt;i call it the tropical tree=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha,... tatata,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its a wonderful day,.......&lt;/em&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;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115651858700523644?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115651858700523644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115651858700523644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115651858700523644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115651858700523644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/08/ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-myyyyyyyy-godddd-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115608602981961166</id><published>2006-08-20T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T08:00:29.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate the bluetooth to the com&lt;br /&gt;i got many many photos&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd,... was fun cuz of the game i played with bel,...&lt;br /&gt;we were to search for some ramdom unknown person on the field. we only had their names and surnames,.. the first person to find them will win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first it was this girl called zoe sth,... and i found her first!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i went around asking like a mad cow and found out she was a softballer,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to the softballers and they told me where she was!!! i was sooo freakin happy when i saw her,... i thought i screamed.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then called bel immediatly=) to tell her i won=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoe was like frightened,... and refused to tell me her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second was this netballer,... and i found her first too!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;she was pamela, or sth,... i was so happy,.. i hugged her and could tell she was scared of this insane gorilla. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel found the 3rd one and she even took a photo of her,... that girl's damn cool la,....so sporty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we gave up on this person called charmine chee. couldnt find her after so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had so much fun!!!! that woman,... bel is so in love,.... cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the tooterians sooooooooooo freakin damn much!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i missed last year,... where we had tonns of fun together,....&lt;br /&gt;singing raps we wrote for our hater, siew chi!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont really wanna talk bout our class this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa,.... got a shock to see her during our queuing for zany,.... screamed for steph. that girl, freakin lollipop. so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw WEIPING ,..... after the whole thing was over,.... screamed WEIPING,...  all the way,... until i was so near her. theni screamed" WEIPING DOESNT KNOW SHES WEIPING!!!!!" ALL THE WAY BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIPING~&lt;br /&gt;i tell you she looked freakin horid. why cant she just clean those stuff away????&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,...&lt;br /&gt;but,.... i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIPING WEIPING WEIPING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that left with yi xiu sherry and shi for tution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG was so proposely that day. dont like him already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA,......weipingweipingweiping.....wannasee you again=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115608602981961166?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115608602981961166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115608602981961166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115608602981961166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115608602981961166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-hate-bluetooth-to-com-i-got-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115591604470912408</id><published>2006-08-18T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T08:47:24.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>god,...i am damn screwed&lt;br /&gt;i hate it&lt;br /&gt;i hate the way i am feeling now&lt;br /&gt;it felt extra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the freakin image of a dead rotten blue lizard,... hanging over the celling fan almost made me puke and cry. these juniors told me to look at it without telling me what happened. i rmbed screaming my head off. i sat down on the floor and started screaming and kicking my legs,.... i wanted to puke. i controlled my tears,.... it was disgusting to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance,... besides the lizard,... molly,....i call lizards  molly or sally,... cuz i dont like the words lizard. was good=) daph is damn fantastic!!!!! my god!!! the cheography!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when my parents kept forcing me to make a choice or give them an answer. i am torn between the 2 dances . what you want me to do??? i am so confused and headached. crap.&lt;br /&gt;saw mr fathu and cried a big deal,... he doesnt know i went to ballet,.... my god.  whats wrong with the dance teachers ,... infomation just doesnt seem to get made across!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got no idea how to wear the cola candy costume.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have stupid proper clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like 11.30&lt;br /&gt;i promised myself to sleep at 11&lt;br /&gt;my dad is chasing me out of the room&lt;br /&gt;my mum will be going to bankok for holiday tmr&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it like me dad and drain,.... i bet he will make me wash the clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my results, i failed everything. and i tell you i love emaths&lt;br /&gt;from d7 become a1&lt;br /&gt;i love mdm lenny too&lt;br /&gt;i wanted that hand shake badly&lt;br /&gt;missed it by 0.5 marks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that ppl who dont like anyone is mean. like now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annabel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and steph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are nice people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought if the steps for zany,.... teaching the rest tmr=)&lt;br /&gt;and i wrote the "wouldnt it be nice" lyrics,... and if you think someparts are weird,... its those parts dahlia edited. yeah,... and she is so lame,... shes worried that the steps are too dancer ish,....&lt;br /&gt;i think the steps are simple and dumb and sweet=) just like how candies are- brainless.&lt;br /&gt;i wish the runners the best=) might win some trophy=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now,.... i thought that this crazy idea would just work out.....but na,.... please,...whats not meant to be is just not meant to be. she said no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought what would happened if i was allowed to. the feelings wasnt there. i just want to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told annabel if i wasnt at home,... i could just scream,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah,.....&lt;br /&gt;i am still thinking if,.... only if.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in my wildest dreams&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/21939572-115591604470912408?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115591604470912408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115591604470912408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115591604470912408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115591604470912408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/08/god.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115539659364637703</id><published>2006-08-12T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T08:41:47.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well today was such crap,...woke up and had to force myself out of bed.rahhh,... i hate it!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dance which was the most crappest thing that happened today.&lt;br /&gt;there was this bloody squashed up dead lizard on the floor and i was soooo freaked out!!!!! and the music started and i had to dance. man,... it was so terrible,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made so many mistakes!!!! put it simply, its that i cant get the steps.....&lt;br /&gt;i dont do ballet and i dont know what the helll do you do with this shit&lt;br /&gt;or where you look, where you place your feet or the angle of your hands,&lt;br /&gt;the dumb steps which my tiny brain cells cant absorb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ms chaim made me do it over and over and over again,... at first with everyone,... (i made them got to do it with me). then later by myself. rahhh,.... i bet i made her fed up,... and everyone too....=( i'm sorry,... im just dumb=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later on ms chaim told gloria to replace me in a part,... so now i have like half of an eight in the whole thing. woow CRAP. its like i think shes sick of me cuz i didnt do anything wrong and that i had made sure. but whatever,.... bel and i are so not going to care.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHOHO,.... HERE COMES THE HIGHLIGHT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, ytd,.... i had this huge inspiration and wanted to write a song,.... i wanted to write bout breakups and patchups,.....then i was writing and writing,.... and suddenly it became a CIAP song!!!!!!! hahaha,... i was thinking bout my darling ciaps hahahhaa,.., amd so many lyrics flew out!!! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;in case you didnt know,.... it stands for&lt;br /&gt;Comes In A Package!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;the four of us,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jana&lt;br /&gt;steph&lt;br /&gt;bel and&lt;br /&gt;i!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so crap this whole idea came like when bel and i were walking back to my house.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we saw a LAM!&lt;br /&gt;and thought that we both wanted it~!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha then, i suggested that we can &lt;strong&gt;go as a package&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ,... like with bows and ribbons on our heads and turn up in bunny suits at the doorstep, thick-skinly in front of a LAM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha!!!! like take us or take none!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok whatever,.... taught bel the song!!!!! she was so impressed!!!! cant wait to let jana and steph to hear it! hahaha shi heard it too already!!!&lt;br /&gt;i sorta adopted the tune for the chorus, cuz i had brain damage when i reached that part,... but it fits in nicely=) so yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched with crystal, shi and bel at katong laksa,.....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for tution!!!! hahahaha,... i was wearing this grey gym skirt and my leotard inside. with my jacket of cuz!!! hahahaha,... incase you are wondering,... people dont wear bra when they wear leotard. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day when everyone left for their own activity after national day celebration,... me, the loser went home.... turns out that i am suppose to go suntect to collect my lenses. lunched at country mannia=) love it there always=)&lt;br /&gt;i bought 5 tops and 2 skirts in 20mins( including the fox skirt!!!) hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and my mum said she is going to ban me from buying anything already,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,..... okok,... back to the tutiontution thingy,.... then right,... they came!!!!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;OG and gang!!! hahaha made sherry and shi go to get food cuz i felt that they were outside,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god!!!!!! found out they were at the bubble teashop!!!! thanks shi=)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,,..... luckily OG was facing outwards and he saw me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he tilted to the side cuz another guy blocked him,... and he tilted damn obviously!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,... its damn cute!!!! i was laughing like madly and shi kept repeating" you are damn play"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw another strangerLAM hahahahaha!!!!!! LAm was sitting from afar. caught LAM staring all the way.....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this other guy with OG. he walked past my class,... walked back and stood at the door, and stared at me for like 10 secs. i was like,... okok,.....&lt;br /&gt;never see mei nu before har!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you are wondering so many people were looking at me,...&lt;br /&gt;it is cuz i felt chio today,... and yes,... i did,... =)&lt;br /&gt;and its not like i have grass growing out of my head or sth,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked on the phone with bel just now. i was laughing like shit at her. hahaha,... i really want to see how she look like with that diy hair cut!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;actually,... i dont think i really do care or bothered by weip already,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt believe myself that we were late on the sme day ok!!!!! a monday!it was like i was standing there actually looking out for her in the rows when suddenly i saw her walk in!!! oh my god! i tell you i went crazy..... shes so big and tall!!!! this sec3 girl thought i was mad cuz i was sooo happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa,.., after that bel came over and we started screaming!!!! hahahaha!! jealous pok!&lt;br /&gt;oh yea,... we are always screaming la. so ok. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;damn fun!!!!!&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;em&gt;so what if they thought we were mad,....&lt;br /&gt;so what if theres loose screws in our heads,....&lt;br /&gt;so what if we do fight in our sleeps,....&lt;br /&gt;we'll keep our promise CIAPS=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115539659364637703?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115539659364637703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115539659364637703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115539659364637703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115539659364637703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-today-was-such-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115470474195320641</id><published>2006-08-04T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T08:19:03.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Test Your Brain This is really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one is amazing so please read all the way though.&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;ALZHEIMERS' EYE TEST Count every " F" in the following text:&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;FINISHED FILES ARE THE RE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;SULT OF YEARS OF SCIENTI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;FIC STUDY COMBINED WITH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;THE EXPERIENCE OF YEARS... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;(SEE BELOW) HOW MANY ?&lt;br /&gt;WRONG, THERE ARE 6 -- no joke.&lt;br /&gt;READ IT AGAIN !&lt;br /&gt;Really, go Back and Try to find the 6 F's before you scroll down.&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;The reasoning behind is further down. The brain cannot process "OF".                   &lt;br /&gt;Incredible or what? Go back and look again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who counts all 6 "F's" on the first go is a genius.                    &lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three is normal, four is quite rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know right,... my dad recieved this email. and he tested us. he, mu and drain counted 3 and i, the one who took it last,.... counted 4!!!! can you believe it? ya. i was like 4? my dad looked at me disgustedly and said 4 only??? and i was like,... ya 4???&lt;br /&gt;i love mind games, those you know puzzles and all that=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i rmb last year,... the australian maths thingy right, i got in the first round,... after the trail,..mr yap came and ask me lots of questions. like what my parents do and all that crap. haha. he told me i topped the trail test thingy. i was like wow ok,...&lt;br /&gt;however,.... he told me too late. i really went the final test thingy and played along ramdomly. i just tikam leh! like ok c, a, e, a, a, a, c,a ,e. hahhaa play along.&lt;br /&gt;damn i shouldnt have=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this year. freak la! i didnt know there were like another half of the questions at the back! yeah,... like i did it half done. roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokok,.... whatever. but look at my maths results!!!! hahhaha,... pass already i happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont know. i see sth in weip's eyes. its sth maybe cuz of someone or cuz she knows sth bout me or maybe just cuz of the chem. ok whateverr. thinking too much. butbutbut! its true!!! rahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai ya,... dana just go sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115470474195320641?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115470474195320641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115470474195320641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115470474195320641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115470474195320641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/08/test-your-brain-this-is-really-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115461543510509193</id><published>2006-08-03T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T07:30:35.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rahhh,... its been so long since i blogged. wanted to say so much but now,... everything seems so erased.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my results are so sucky!!!! i am failing everything! ai ya,... i cant stand it i am so bloody lazy.&lt;br /&gt;dance is like crap. got no idea why i was asked to help for DSA when i did not even freakin dance. all i did was to be a display item. to stay slient and everything. wa lao. the 2 days jamie and i just had to dress up and take attendence. like ???!!! waste time la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok,... i got serious problem,... i dont know how to tell ms chaim,.. the days are like dragging by and matters will get worse overtime. ms chaim is nice to me, somehow. but i just cant quit malay dance right, mr fathu might just kill me.&lt;br /&gt;but ms chaim isnt saying anything. and ohoh! she put me in this recess ballet item with sec1s. hahaha! its like the 7 faries which our seniors have done before. i am like the worst of the lot!!!! ballet seems like 5 years ago to me,. i dont remember anything ok. hahaha,... i cant do a pirouette! hahaha,... nat was great helped! i did improve=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,... i really dont know what to do. actually cuz i dont know how to put it to words that i dont want to join the ballet group to ms chaim.&lt;br /&gt;ai ya. what everr.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat is upset.... dont be....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the asean thingy is like on the 12th. hahha&lt;br /&gt;steph is going to lend me the lbd! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph and i are crazy people. we get mad over silly stuff. and it so doesnt make sense. okok. it does la,... to a certain extent. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belle!!! you dont know how lucky you are! and right,... do anything you like. dont be bothered by anyone yeah! heck care! yeah,... thats it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. you know what today. i checked my 2.4 record slip and realised i actually got a C. then,... the whitsle went. and i promised joce that i would run with her. so yeah,... i ran,... hahaha. this time i got E i think.&lt;br /&gt;shila pulled me along=) but i thought i was runing faster than her -_-. hahahaha,... i dont know la but at that time right,... i felt that i really could run and i didnt feel tired at all. which was good=)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... my bra sucks. cuz its freakin irritaing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to malay dance today and mrfathu was sick.-_- like whats the problem???!!!! must be he purposely one!!!! cuz i didnt go the last 2 times. i really miss him leh!!! i wanna ask him bout the dance!!!! ai ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched with fi, jessica and nadia!!! hahaha. mad bunch of people. ohohohohoh!!!!! that reminds me!!!!! on tuesday. somehow..... i bumped into themm too! cuz i had no where to go after nafa cuz my dental was at 5.30. the freakin cleaning up cost 63 bucks????!!!! what the!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nafa, was good. i had no idea i could ever jump. thanks to zan and shi who asked me to go to mdm lee,....yeah!!! i was so happy i got more than A.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i think sit and reach is weird. its like my nose touched my knees and then the length is like 47cm? huh?&lt;br /&gt;like where else you want me to strech? haha simei told me she cant touch her toes and she got 51cm. amazing amazing.&lt;br /&gt;i know la,... i bet you want to say cuz my hands too short or sth right? rahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh!!! back to the tuesday,... we just barged into studio cafe,... and on the lights, threw our bags on the floor and started,.... jamming???!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,.... it was the first time i played on an acoustic-electric guitar..... it was cool!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the drums and made fi teach me how to,....!!!! hahaha. i think i made her go mad.... i really cant catch it! hahaha cuz she rythms she taught me was difficult! i couldnt stand myself too, so i went freestyle!!! hahaha,... it almost made nadia and jessica and fi deaf!!!! hahaha,... but i liked it! cuz it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,... the tan boon ki drumer today really rocked!!! hahaa,.. it so made it wanna hop!like you know,... hip hop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh crap,... i promised to research my geog,... and i haven done it.&lt;br /&gt;i think jelly aka angelica is some loose nut. hahaha, sat with her during assembly and thus i realised she is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well dahlia is going to tell mdm lenny that she doesnt want to be the rep anymore. but i hope she isnt serious. cuz i dont want to be alone! even though i am always the one doing work. and she says i am the main cuz i was the first one being called on. and i was the one who indirectly caused her to be a maths rep. -_- like i want it to happen like that! that fat pig gave me a hand shake for good luck cuz she is going to leave, meaning leaving me collect the work-_-. rah=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there are 8 people haven handed up their homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok,... i wanna leave with a good note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errm,,... yeah, dance? aiya tmr. i dont wanna go back on saturday!!!! its eating up my tution time,.. then indirectly eating up my chill out dance time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok,... whatever. at least i got shi hua=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you are giving me mix-signals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i really dont get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i hope you still care, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause,... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i do&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/21939572-115461543510509193?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115461543510509193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115461543510509193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115461543510509193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115461543510509193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/08/rahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115409870203852116</id><published>2006-07-28T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T07:58:22.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/ghgfjhtyjttukji.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/ghgfjhtyjttukji.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!!!!! THE TOOTERIANS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;at the drama night after KUKU and YAYA's performance!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MAN ,... I TELL YOU. THEY SO ROCKED!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA,. cuz they are my tooterians what!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/dffgedfsfda.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/dffgedfsfda.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... sharing some chocolates anyone????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/yayaya.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/yayaya.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYA,... THE DIVA,.... THE GANGSTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/kukuku.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/kukuku.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUKU,... MY WONDERFUL,... GANGSTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/DSC_0286.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/DSC_0286.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the video shop. wonder why only ya and i blinked.....tooot!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... git and i went to get flowers, chocolates and balloons for our darlings!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i was SUPER SUPER DUPERLY PROUD OF THEM!!!! IT WAS SUCH A GREAT SUCCESS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plot was so well thought off and the actress looked so professional!!!! and everyone were great lookers man!!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA and KU!!!!! hhahahaha,... the gangsters really spiced up the whole play!!! xin xuan too!!!! wa lao,... look so lian!!!&lt;br /&gt;su ann looked so cool!!! she had so many different roles! the nerdy gangster, the bimbo customer, and the dad!!!! hahaha,... she looked so man!&lt;br /&gt;michelle was so in character!!! the police man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama elective was really good too!!! i was really touched to tears by the skit" unwritten" . well done well done=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically,... i loved every singgle part of it!!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belle,... you ah! luckiest shit ever and never make ood chance of it!! ai yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to keep it like the breeze,... i want to let it come and go,... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somehow,... i thought you knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but still i really wanna guess the thoughts that run through your mind..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;take care,... sweetheart&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/21939572-115409870203852116?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115409870203852116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115409870203852116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115409870203852116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115409870203852116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/07/yeah-tooterians-at-drama-night-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115383600184629659</id><published>2006-07-25T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T07:00:02.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goddie,... after so long,... i finally managed to touch the com,... so much comosion lately,... its tiring me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on carnival day,... dance,... after much trauma,... we were finally abled to perform,.... on the grass in the middle of the circular block-_-. it was bumpy and all,.. the music wasnt really clear for me to loose myself=( . we were all dressed up and all,... i think we looked nice,... just that our colour didnt really go well,.. hahaha,... like it matters. yeah,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS=) it was such a last minute thingy. but well made it there in time=)&lt;br /&gt;i was so proud i made my way there myself and i took bus, mrt and buscuz i was afraid i couldnt reach there on time ifd i took bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hahaha. TKGS WON THIRD! hahaha after acsbarker and acsi. not bad eh???!!!! the band did well,... they brought glory!&lt;br /&gt;haha,.. the lead singer was so good! her voice and all.noticed that hand stocking thingy? hahaha its mine=)&lt;br /&gt;the tall tall girl was so hot i tell you! she was playing some string instrument or sth. her hair style and everything make her look so ROck STar!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha Dahlia,... haha was good too!!!! i thought she looked sulky though,... anyways,... they so rocked with the song!!!! she will be loved,... i was melting into it=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back late,... man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat tution. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday,....i forgot what i did. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to geylang to do cip. hahaha,... no la,... geylang east library la!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah,... with tingtongbell and shi and lis nut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked practically the whole time!!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;we managed to sneak out for a long time before going back there. we crapped so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... belle and i were talking at the bubble tea shop. hahaha, girls talk. then this topic came out&lt;br /&gt;" imagine you and your bestfriend went on a double date with your boyfriends for a show. then midway,.. you needed to use the toliet and asked your friend along,... and took a long time there. then when you returned to your sit,... both of you had the greatest shock of your life.....&lt;br /&gt; you find your boyfriends hugging and kissing each other.&lt;br /&gt;ok,... i know its lame but ya. imagine, steph,... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,... had fun and more fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What day is it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in what month &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This clock never seemed so alive &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't keep up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I can't back down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been losing so much time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause it's you and me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and all of the people &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With nothing to do, nothing to lose &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's you and me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and all of the people &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I don't know why &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of the things that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to say Just aren't &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;coming out right &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm tripping on words, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you got my head spinning &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know where to go from here &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With nothing to do, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing to prove &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's you and me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and all of the people and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know why &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't keep my eyes off you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something about you now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't quite figure out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything she does is beautiful &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything she does is right &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cuz it me and you,.... i dont show it .  i am serectly hidding inside. i love everything we've done. and i'm gsismsi you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115383600184629659?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115383600184629659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115383600184629659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115383600184629659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115383600184629659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/07/goddie.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115323351141822965</id><published>2006-07-18T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T07:56:22.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this yaya just called me to do sth i find ridiculous. i dont like to trouble myself la. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. there was this news bout the cancelling of dance for carnival day.... like what the hell,.... we practiced so hard man,... months ago,.. every recess, every friday after school,... all the hours all the sweat all the energy,...&lt;br /&gt;at first everyone thought that it would be at the hall; then become the foyer; then become nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao,... would you want to watch hip-hop morden dance or traditional chinese malay indian dance??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms foo,... told us she would try her best and she would stand on our side at everything. she said she almost fought with a teacher,... she seemed very down too. we were all so shocked and speechless. and all we wanted was to find someone to put the blame on. we couldnt find anyone in particula. the lost angry emotion was shooting around. i dont even think it was anyones fault, we were just, plainly said,.... forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was disappointed when we were told to be at the foyer,... i didnt even realise that we werent even planned in the whole thing la,... so we assusmed our slot was during the busking session,... which so wasnt right cuz ours was a performance and not busking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was so disappointed, my dear sec3s. we held together. nat cried,... i can totally understand,.. everything was her blood and sweat her cheo. it wasnt easy especially so much effort was put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch and gathered at the void deck to chat,... it drifted from dance and all that crap to ghost. well,... haha. i still rmbed the day before, monday,... we were still talking bout what to wear for our dance can??? it came as such disappointment now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,... i bought 'teh ping' milk tea. and asked them if they wanted. i cant believe no one knows what teh ping leh! shi hua was like,... "tay ping hui??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that,... me, steph, jana, belle and kai ling! went to the back to cam whore. i wasnt in the mood for it cuz i didnt feel chio then. i was in my ugly uniform2. ya,... it was fun to take photos for them leh! they are all so funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danced with my music shake on my phone,... its been so long since i talked to kai ling=) shes cute=) steph looks nice with double eyelids=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danced with the music &lt;shake&gt;ohohohohohohoh!!!!!!!!!!!!!! taking bout being self-appreciated,... let me bloat about myself for once!!!!! i thought i had better write this cause it could jolly well be recored on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dana&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dana&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( DANA LEONG JIA RUI'S BOOK OF HISTORIC EVENTS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okok! you know right,.. on monday when the dancers came to my house,.. to practice the shake dance right,....i just started krumping when the music was turned on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andandand guess what!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;natasha arvind said " eh dana,.. YOU KRUMP VERY NICE LEH!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WA LAO! you dont know how honoured i felt can???? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you know NAT A, the pro krumpalist actually praised me leh!!!!! wa lao!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at that time,.... i only pretend to look blur,..., like" huh?,... oh ok,...." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i tell you ah.. in my heart right,... i was jumping for joy leh!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,.... nat,... you dont come and tell me you just joking ah,... i smack your face untill you can only krump with your hands covering your face i tell you!!!&lt;br /&gt;we had so much fun though we had the studio for less than 2 hrs=) the olevels ppl came after that=)&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hor,... i also think that i can krump so much better then last time. in fact i dont look bad at all,!!!! hahaha,... since i have already praised myself,.. i'd might as well continue=) my dear friends quoted" eh,... not bad ah!"&lt;br /&gt;seriously,... the 4eights of krump in&gt;shake really make me improve man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time i shake dont have jump one,... then know i infused some hopping inside so that you cant really see my fats shaking, and its nicer!!!! hahahaha!!! i am so happy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went pp with belle to check out tops=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont want anything, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but why do i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still see myself staring at your reflection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime i turn around, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sighting the hollowness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when youre with someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/21939572-115323351141822965?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115323351141822965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115323351141822965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115323351141822965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115323351141822965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-yaya-just-called-me-to-do-sth-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115304916716047973</id><published>2006-07-16T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T05:17:03.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/a.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/a.0.jpg" width="270" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok! please dont read this post unless it is &lt;strong&gt;17/7/06&lt;/strong&gt; already!&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHILA'S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; birthday! yeah! i just wanna wish this horrible shameless person a,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH,... may all you dreams and wishes come through in the following year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,... as i had promised=),...&lt;br /&gt;anyways i will still give you a hug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am putting this up right now cuz i am worried i wont be able to post this tmr=) so yeah=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115304916716047973?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115304916716047973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115304916716047973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115304916716047973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115304916716047973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115262898798004573</id><published>2006-07-11T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T07:43:08.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/tlp973507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/400/tlp973507.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not missing you,......this song's nice,....have always loved stacie orrico=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,.... crap wore specs to school today. no big deal,... but i cant stand it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep on my bed ytd without brushing my teeth and putting my lens on.&lt;br /&gt;yea,... i just laid on my bed thinking,... ok 5 mis break from ss.&lt;br /&gt;then, who knows,... i feel into a deep sleep la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad happily came in and on the aircon and offed the light.&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up at 4 o'clock this morning,... i tell you ,... i had the shock of my life man! i haven even studied for my bloody social studies,...&lt;br /&gt;so i studied until i prepared to go to school. then i realised i cant see la cuz i didnt wear my contacts what. and i couldnt find my box of spare softlens.&lt;br /&gt;damn it,... i had to wear specs.... crap,. i dont like it, cuz its irritating, ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school,... people had different opinions but not as if its a big deal la.&lt;br /&gt;some say i look cute-_-.( ceri said that all the way from the back of the class,! hahaha... sorta missing her,... she used to sit beside me and i rmbed being very upset cuz i had to change place and sit beside shila,... hahaha kidding la!)&lt;br /&gt;sandy said i looked like i am wearing goggles and that i went swimming cuz i was dripping wet after dance,...&lt;br /&gt;some said i look like a nerd and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE person kept saying i look &lt;strong&gt;retarded&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,... anyways ss totally sucked. at least i didnt miss out the last question=) like what happened to me the last time,... there was a freakin 12marks question at the back which i tottally didnt see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very touched,....... shila threw me this crushed up paper and it was a note reminding me not to make that mistake=) awww,. sooo sweet ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiona too=) sandy was so cute,... before we could start doing,... she whispered to me,... " dont forget to do the last question ah" like some top seceret like that. hahahha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so sweet=)&lt;br /&gt;ceri too,... she was like,.. you rmb to do last question not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... had dance after school. nat put this huge &lt;strong&gt;rubber cockroach&lt;/strong&gt; in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;i screamed la,... but,... i didnt turn white,.... that girl,...&lt;br /&gt;and when i went to confront her right,...&lt;br /&gt;she didnt seem one bit remorseful!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i was like" you put that freakin cockroach in my big is it?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;then she said' eh ya,... why?"&lt;br /&gt;like so normal like that! huh!&lt;br /&gt;then ruth threw it at me when i was on the ground. i totally screamed my head off la!&lt;br /&gt;so dumb. cant believe i would fall for the same thing like, twice-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was not really dancing,... like action around, took off my specs so couldnt see, cannot dance with it la!... i was damn moody...&lt;br /&gt;so noisy,... chinese dance one side,... netballers one side. we were like right smack in the middle. wa lao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance tmr,.... again,.... rahhhh,.... i am aching leh&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; someone spare me,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont get it,... is that me?... the complete replica of you. but you cant blame me. you started it first. i found the posion of magic there,... somewhere, somewhere that you dont exist. i dont want to remember,... is that possible? your shadows,.... our past,.... &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/21939572-115262898798004573?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115237238049029568</id><published>2006-07-08T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T09:33:17.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/200016856-001.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/400/200016856-001.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww.... love this pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anon" ah nia,... do i know you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuku" hahaha, i do myself one la,... it took like 2 mins??? andand you missed my baby blue nails,... it freakin took 2 days,... to complete. i almost wanted to give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyn" excuse me.... oi,... must come and watch the carnival day dance yeah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anon" hahaha,... oh? i didnt see you,.. or how would i be able to know?! anyways,thanks!... i know i am pretty!hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahlia: yeah,... i can explain it to you some other time=) [gives an evil grin]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat: but your hand didnt respond leh,... how????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raihan" woman!!! hello,... how are you???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gita"if you didnt realise, anon saw me at parkway. and you were bloody there with me ok....&lt;br /&gt;and i know that yaya and you believe that i am an angel=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daph" hahaha,...hello!!!!&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;after school ytd,... went for a lunch with my girlfriend sandy,....=) at 7eleven! yeah!!!! first time there since its opening. stood at the counter and she ate her noddles and i ate my sandwich. i was like,...&lt;br /&gt;lets go for lunch together! just the 2 of us!!&lt;br /&gt;then can you believe she felt that i shouldnt???&lt;br /&gt;sorry dancers!! i didnt tell you before hand! haha.&lt;br /&gt;it was just so fun=) the 2 of us,... its been so long liao=)&lt;br /&gt;yeah,... wanted to spent more time with her,... been neglecting that ah ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance ,... was so bloody fun!!!!! 3 bimbos and,....&lt;strong&gt; 6&lt;/strong&gt; coolers?????!!!! what the??? first time man!!! we just kept laughing and laughing,.... rolling on the floor,... getting so high and freakin go out of our minds. dana, jana and jamie, nat a, lis nat, shi, daph, zan and serene!!! hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just couldnt stop fooling around you know,... no one was serious. some people amongst us kept looking at the other side of the void deck!!!! dont know why......? nat had to forbid us,... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;if i wasnt wrong,.. the softballers were watching us while training,... i thought i caught them staring,...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i told shila that they all were oggling at us! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left eary for tution,.. this week was like tution almost 3 times a week! my teachers kept asking me to go back. meanwhile, nat and jamie msged me,... ai ya,... all those stuff you guys will nv understand=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know right,... i came to a conclusion that the so called thigh fats that sandy and i have are actually &lt;strong&gt;muscles!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; just that when its not in use for some time,... it will be stored as fats,...yeah! so i will just work it back! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays my brother's birthday,... shall give him an ang bao=)&lt;br /&gt;$10 counted ok right? hmm, set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wore my specs the whole day,... it was damn irritating. changed my spectacle day to saturday for the week. no one really noticed it.... i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love my dance jacket man!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I SERIOUSLY DIDNT EXPECT IT TO TURN OUT THIS GOOD!!!! hahaha,.... everyone's commenting on it. my mu and do smiled when i showed them the back and said,..." dana just cant stop dancing!" yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i can read lips,... the minor ones,... i always do,...since young. i understand what people are saying even though i cant hear it.&lt;br /&gt;take for example,today at tution .. melody was saying" your jacket very nice" to shi hua near her,.... i was outside and i opened the door and said" thank you!" and shi hua was like " what? i didnt hear you melody!" and it turned out that melody was whispering. hahaha yay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be careful if you are to bad mouth me at the back,.... i can read lips!hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shameless,... was nice today=) and i know she is very kpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you see me smiling? i am walking away,... away from you,... i feel lighter with each step,... stepping into yet another underground tunnel, yet another set of comfort,... oh no,... will this last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shelter. field. sun. grass. you. visor. socks. bottle. eyes. slience. brown. red&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115237238049029568?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115237238049029568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115237238049029568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115237238049029568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115237238049029568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/07/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115202295121276425</id><published>2006-07-04T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T07:22:31.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IN CASE YOU DIDNT KNOW,....i am an ANGEL=)      &lt;br /&gt;THEREFORE, i have a new &lt;strong&gt;angel&lt;/strong&gt; name, it is*drumrolls*,......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;DANIIMITINKLE &lt;/span&gt;!=)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(day-ni-mi-tinkle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah,.... now i am still in white rank,... eventually if i am good,... i will be promoted to pale pink.... pale yellow,... and then gold=) yeah,... all angels are to observe peacefulness, benevolence and love at every degree life turns to. theres no hatred, no jealousy and no selfishness. angels are pure,.... their heart smiles...... &lt;/em&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;right,... dont feel like blogging right now. ever since i got on the com,... i have been chatting on msn up till now,... i finally have a chance to blog....&lt;br /&gt;my,... i am tired and damn idiotic bluetooth.&lt;br /&gt;todays math ca was fine. i was glad i was able to do them,... the first time ever since i was in sec3. can you just imagine???&lt;br /&gt;went for facial after school. rushed off after dance,skipped lunch. all worth it... all worthit. first time i went without my mum. but it was alright cuz i was so familiar with that place already. i had stella,... she was so aww sweet! shes the best among so many others. yeah,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought apple pie from macs at $1. fanstastic man! i was like taking small bites from it at the busstop and enjoying every moment and i realised that people around me were watching! hahaha i made them crave! hahaha anyways,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was pretty much funny. what the hell. its not funny. i want to put the whole thing away now,...&lt;br /&gt;shila is a crazy girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my that contemp dance part is not taking me anywhere. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat ah.... dont you dare worry. i am trying to get * off my mind right now anyways. so yeah,... hahaha, please....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tag replies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dahlia&lt;/strong&gt;: ok,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lyn:&lt;/strong&gt; errm,...&lt;br /&gt;ya,... cuz its stage makeup what! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;dont ask bout my tution, except og&lt;br /&gt;but the song's nice!!!! and its a blessing to see you everyday in school smiling there at me=) i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;belle:&lt;/strong&gt; hey!!! hahaha! our contempt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ku:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;duh,...&lt;/em&gt; its like done by some professionals can???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anon:&lt;/strong&gt; rightie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115202295121276425?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115202295121276425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115202295121276425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115202295121276425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115202295121276425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-case-you-didnt-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115185205495114582</id><published>2006-07-02T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T07:54:15.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The slience deep in my heart is just too deafening.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want somebody, i want you here. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what you do, what you say,... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what you made me feel. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to feel like i have no worries, no pain, no sorrow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just plain happiness and love. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be able to walk away from this earth surface with no regrets, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;knowing i have had it all. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but where are you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant seem to find a trace, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a trace of care or did you even considered . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i realised nothing stays the same,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;neither you nor me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish you can just &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell it straight to my heart that you dont love me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;time will stop it from bleeding, please. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,... pei qi=), nicole=), irene=) and YANXIN came to my house for english project.&lt;br /&gt;YAN XIN in particular was fanstasic-ally sickening and troublesome. she was not only noisy and she irritated everyone single of us. besides coming 1 and a half hour late, she blamed me for telling her directions.&lt;br /&gt;shouted at everyone of us for not doing work when she herself simplily did just demanding us to do something. complained but everyone in her loud screechy voice. did not bother to know whats going on and carried on disturbing us.&lt;br /&gt;eg. kept on erasing the words i wrote on the board when i told it straight to her face to stop doing that and stop being so irritating. she hit me hard on my thigh. i know my leg is very sexy. but that gives you no excuse to lay your flity hands on it.&lt;br /&gt;today she hit me 6 times in total and poked me in once in the face. hit pei qi 5 times and pushed her at the road. right,..... so demanding and useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanxin,... i am kidding here..... hahaha, you see, i am kidding......&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;em&gt;i am in love with angels.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i believe they exsist.... angels dancing barefooted amist the clouds in the clear blue skies. music from golden harps as they sip coffee on the cloud for tea. all angels are beautiful, their pearly white wings, pretty blue eyes and long flowing dresses. their hearts are pure, they tinkie with happiness and move graciously with each step. they know only love, only peace, only innocence..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am one of them....=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/200337419-001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/200337419-001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dana,... fat hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/200337419-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115185205495114582?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115185205495114582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115185205495114582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115185205495114582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115185205495114582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/07/slience-deep-in-my-heart-is-just-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115177040566664576</id><published>2006-07-01T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T09:13:25.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyways, everything i wrote just now was gone again. nvm&lt;br /&gt;here it goes again. so yeah&lt;br /&gt;had tution. very very slack, all of a sudden i recieved an sms. it brightened me a lot more. yeah i shouted" i was waiting for this!!!" and crystal asked me if i was alright... anyways,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made sheery to go back to use the phone so i could see OG again. all the guys turned and looked at us revealing a boy lying blissfully asleep right at the end. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shi was like. "ha so,... forget bout * liao ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o,... lyn and i were just disscussing about sth sick in the head. omg why???? why???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai ya.... whatever&lt;br /&gt;this whole entry is crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some random pics=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st reaction* ahhhhh!!!!! ghost!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2nd reaction* trans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A0660.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A0660.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my senior after the vt dance and string concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/fdsghgrtuy7.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/fdsghgrtuy7.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and pat. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/sdfsdfsdfs.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/sdfsdfsdfs.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brownie baking=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A1059.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A1059.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my golden nails!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A1157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A1157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acting cool with some caps in a shop yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115177040566664576?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115177040566664576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115177040566664576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115177040566664576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115177040566664576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/07/anyways-everything-i-wrote-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115168204103246156</id><published>2006-06-30T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T08:40:41.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohhhhhhhhhhhh myyyy goddddddddddddddd!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i managed to work the bloody bluetooth thingy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i have been dying over this song since forever.{ I'M SORRY}  my utimate favoutite=)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! its so beautiful oh my god!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daphne khoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW I SERIOUSLY THOUGHT&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;no one&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;would ever really remember her songs cuz it was such a long time ago on tv. when i finally found shila quite some time ago. she wrote the lyrics of PAPER on her book or something and i got damn bloody excited!!!! nat too! we were broszing through the songs suitable for the dance when i heard a little part of paper=) i started being high and eveything!!!! i was so happy!!!! . but i think i like I"M SORRY better, i cant find paper=( anyways.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working out for the contemp dance today.with nat jamie and shi hua. pretty productive even though i didnt help much. the ligament at my hip is getting more painful=(  i couldnt really do anything.  my brain seems to stop working=9 its like i want to do so many things, i cant put them together, i cant remember them. &lt;em&gt;i guess i know why&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;thanks godd i got LYN!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;she helped me and scuptured me, literally. and made my brain cells vibrate a little more. shes good!!!!! she can be a cheographer man!!!! needed her there. miss singing with her,... all our crappy nonsense. all that dumb things we used to imagine, to talk about. hahahaha pinkie girl=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgh,....ok,... i shall make myself happy by singing myself a song. tata=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;crappy things bout this and that. only you can make me happy. only you can make me sad. so what now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115168204103246156?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115168204103246156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115168204103246156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115168204103246156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115168204103246156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/06/ohhhhhhhhhhhh-myyyy-goddddddddddddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115133124496625466</id><published>2006-06-26T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T07:47:35.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>estel: its all right,... i growing to laugh at myself too&lt;br /&gt;nat: nat!!!!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;dahlia: =)&lt;br /&gt;zan: we had fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;steph: hello,... didnt see you for awhile=)&lt;br /&gt;sandy: --- faggot???? whats that? is it a worm???&lt;br /&gt;daph: hahahha!!!!! we name ourselves the "laughing at bonkers" club!&lt;br /&gt;yi qian: hello!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;nat: woamn!!!!!!!! nonono problem at all man!!!! i love you!&lt;br /&gt;kuku: diao.... going to your drama show!!!! yay!&lt;br /&gt;estel: you ah,...&lt;br /&gt;zan: hahahahaha, almost didnt regconise you!&lt;br /&gt;daph: heyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;natalie: wa lao since when you marry your boyfriend???????i rmb you had 2 boys from your previous marriage, how are they??? did you eat the bird nest i gave you???? yeah you rock you rock,.... remarried 3rice in a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;br /&gt;"why my fringe look different one ah?"( then realised i cut it yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When is the next time you will have sex?&lt;br /&gt;ah nia, not so soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's a word that rhymes with "DOOR"?&lt;br /&gt;Rahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Favorite planet?&lt;br /&gt;pluto=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the 3rd person on your missed call list on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;jessica( i think i had 6 missed calls from her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite ring on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;cool, by gwen sefanie( but most of the time it vibrates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;my dad's tshirt ( cuz its big and comfy=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Do you "label" yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRADA&lt;/strong&gt; LA DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name the brand of shoes you're currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;at home got wear shoes one ah?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bright or dark room?&lt;br /&gt;when its bright, i want it dark. when its dark i want it bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think about the person who took this survey?&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh! you mean me ah! hahaha,... errm,... smart and dumb???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. take a break, have a kit-kat!&lt;br /&gt;i dont like chocolates, thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;trying to sleep?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did your last text message you received on your mobile say?&lt;br /&gt;wa very long leh, must write out ah???? but ok la, hahaha, i write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay. it rocks. nothing much. i'm thinking of not completeing my hey maths so i can stay back with mrs ang to tution me. haha. and i want to buy new uniform. from united uniforms. you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( sorry ah person,... thats what the question asked, but i didnt say who you are. har)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is your letter box?&lt;br /&gt;at the lobby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's a word that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;ah nia/woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who told you he/she loved you last?&lt;br /&gt;dont rmb leh, but i know got alot of ppl love me,... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;my furry wallet=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?&lt;br /&gt;drugs??? pui ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;br /&gt;sec 2???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your worst enemy?&lt;br /&gt;you dont want to know. i swear you wouldnt want to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;br /&gt;tulips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;to my brother " you nothing better to do is it? dig gold with plastic gloves"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly, which would you do?&lt;br /&gt;wa lao, obviously 1 million bucks right???? taking bus is still acceptable moreover with one million is enough to get a rolls royce with a chauffer liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;duh! i like you what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Are you dating them?&lt;br /&gt;yeah,... all of them ( hahaha,kidding la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. If the last person you spoke to was getting shot at, would you jump in front of the bullet for them?&lt;br /&gt;i would, i would for anyone la.moreover is my brother leh. it all depends on how fast my reaction is only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. If you could punch one person in the face who's in your life right now, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;DAHLIA FOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Who're the three lucky people who will be doing this next?&lt;br /&gt;yaya&lt;br /&gt;sandy&lt;br /&gt;daylear&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dance today=) yeah,... cleared up almost all of the carnival ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dancers,... you rock!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115133124496625466?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115133124496625466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115133124496625466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115133124496625466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115133124496625466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/06/estel-its-all-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115081616938116909</id><published>2006-06-20T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T08:09:29.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YTD, I GOT THIS HUGE URGE TO CALL IN &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;98.7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; TO WIN THIS CD.  ( it was round 1.30am , the late night show with shan wee)  IT WAS MY VERYVERY FIRST TIME CALLING UP A NATIONAL BROADCAST .&lt;br /&gt;ANDAND, I JUST PICKED UP THE PHONE AND DAILLED THe NUMBER I CANT RMB WHAT NOW.  IT WAS THIS "COMPETITION"  BETWEEN ME AND ANOTHER CALLER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT THIS FEELING I AM GOING TO GET THROUGH THE LINE, AND MY GOD I WAS SHAKING THE WHOLE TIME!!!! when  IT WAS RINGING, I REALLY WANTED TO PUT DOWN THE PHONE YOU KNOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;THEN,... HE PICKED UP THE PHONE." HELLO SHAN WEE ON 987 . ASKED ME MY NAME AND ALL THAT CRAP." ARE YOU READY TO PLAY THE GAME? ~I WAS LIKE "YEAH" act cool only but i was trembling the whole time and my mind was blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the game was like you are given a category and you and the other caller have to say the things related to it until someone runs out of ideas. eg. things in the kitchen. pot~pan~ the callers take turns the say la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so the first category is &lt;strong&gt;THINGS AT THE BASKETBALL GAME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other guy's called lenin, i think, he sounded shaky too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he started =&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for a reason only god knows why,.... i said=&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOOTBALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (-_-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me some time to realised what i said and i blurted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;errm,... nononononono!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then,... guess what i said next......&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOCCER!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I FELT DAMN STUPID CAN??????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i remembered hearing SHAN laughing so loud- at me!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was like=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;errrrmmmmm,.....nononononono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ya!!!!!!!!!!! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT??????????????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YA LA,... THEN WE CONTINUED WITH A LOT OF THINGS,... I RMB SAYING CHEERLEADERS, SHOES SOCKS,... AMONG OTHERS. AND THE REASON WHY I LOST CUZ I SAID &lt;em&gt;TABLES&lt;/em&gt;. I REALLY THOUGHT THERE WERE TABLES WHAT,.. FOR THE MCS OR STH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, THEN IT WAS ANOTHER CATEGORY ON SCHOOL SUBJECTS.&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST I DIDNT SOUND SO STUPID THERE. BUT I STILL LOST LA SOOOO YUP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS A 3 GAMES THINGY AND I LOST 2 SO YEAH,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT WAS SO BLOOODY EMBARASSING CAN?????????&lt;/strong&gt; RAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! AND THAT TIME I WAS STILL painting my nails, and i walked round my room. i felt as though like a performance is over. that kind of FEELING!!!!! but oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HAD TO KEEP THE WHOLE THING TO MYSELF CUZ EVERYONE WAS SLEEPING IN MY HOUSE. AND I CANT SCREAM OR LAUGH OR KEEP BLABBING IT TO SOMEONE.(WHICH IN THIS CASE IS TALKING TO MYSELF) I WAS TOTALLY ALONE,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I COULDNT EVEN BRING MYSELF TO LAUGH. SO BIMBO!!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD. IF SOMEONE ELSE WAS TO SAY THOSE STUFF I WOULD PROBABLY THINK SHES SOME DUMB BLONDE OR STH!!!!! IT TOOK ME SOME TIME TO COOL IT LA. cant sleep till 4am. OHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to tell my brother early in the morning but he covered his ears cuz he was angry with me cuz i scolded him for waking me up in my bed and continued sleeping (its quite normal, i will scold anyone who wakes me up la~ except my mother~ she scolds me instead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaaaaaaa,........... then i smsed LYN the next day cuz i know she listened to 98.7 too. but na,... she missed it.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,... so stupid of me. i think it will be some time till i call in again. HAVE TO GET OVER THE TRAUMA.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115081616938116909?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115081616938116909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115081616938116909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115081616938116909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115081616938116909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/06/ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115064678558799060</id><published>2006-06-18T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T09:06:25.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just now i was surfing the net for like fun. then i came across this dawnyang thingy. read alot bout it in the news. i thought she was really very pretty. then there were also so many links but her pre-surgery photos. then,,,,,&lt;br /&gt;i was like ok,....&lt;br /&gt;oh my god. she must have spent a bomb doing all those stuff on herself la. but the product was pretty good even though it does not seem that natural. i wonder what amazing things this world of cosmetics can do to people these days. anyone can be tailor-made la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,..... my bluetooth transponder is like spoilt and i cant upload anything=( well,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand....&lt;br /&gt;i am really very fat!!!!! yaya is all your fault! calling me fat all day long and now i really am!!!! i have been like eating supper all night,... and probably snacking all day!!! rahhhh,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. god, i am tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115064678558799060?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115064678558799060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115064678558799060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115064678558799060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115064678558799060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-now-i-was-surfing-net-for-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115028053126645824</id><published>2006-06-14T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T03:22:11.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/orange%20clam.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/orange%20clam.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; isit so pretty????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai ya,... been watching too much tv lately.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya,!!!! wanted to say that i wanted &lt;strong&gt;jamile&lt;/strong&gt; to win for 'so you think you can dance" and &lt;strong&gt;melody&lt;/strong&gt; 2nd. i didnt really expect &lt;strong&gt;nick&lt;/strong&gt; to win. i know he was good i had always been rooting for him,... but man,... dont you think that his oh-so-good spins, piroettes(or how you spell it) are getting so boring??? yeah, it spins everyweek when there is the solo 60secs thingy. aiya, did you see him do the hiphop dance, i thought it lacked sth leh. besides jamile keeps improving each week, and his smile!! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ya,... my dads right, you know in this kind of world wide national competition,... there would always be a black and white guy competting, probably thats want the producers want so that they can attract more viewers. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes!!! SINGAPORE IDOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. you know the first time i saw &lt;strong&gt;jasmine &lt;/strong&gt;on newspaper. i thought she was very pretty, plus,.. she is not very tall!!!!(my point is,... i like short and pretty girls)&lt;br /&gt;. ok,... so i looked forward to her preformance. she did great man!!! her voice's pleasent!!!! wanted her to win, and yes!!! top 12!!!&lt;br /&gt;it always seem that i can predict whos good just based on appearance. hahahaha,... based on that small photo on the newspaper,.... i think,......&lt;br /&gt;haahahha,... i thought that rocker girl was ok,... she seems cocky! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those who dont watch tv. what i said is going to leave you puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;so anyways,... i have been pretty bored at home. wearing my pjs the whole freakin day(and yes,.. i am still in my pjs) dont you????&lt;br /&gt;i miss going out, dressing up,... friends,.. the sun. the space to move. and my blogs' tag board,... is like spoit?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well replying tags here since i cant do anything bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing: woman!!! i dont know your address leh!&lt;br /&gt;kuku: hahahaha( pretend to blush) pls la,... pretty??? where got pretty???( i dont understand how you can tag when my board is like spoilt???)&lt;br /&gt;jamie: heyhey whats up??? i want to dance!!!! rahhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;nat: yo,... tell me when youre back=)&lt;br /&gt;yaya: whats your problem,... dont call me fatso ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i saw your photo,your face, your smile. and this werid feeling grabbed hold of my heart. maybe i scared you. maybe thats how i had felt. but,... i cant believe i am so naive, what you had done, unknowingly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115028053126645824?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115028053126645824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115028053126645824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115028053126645824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115028053126645824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/06/isit-so-pretty-ai-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115019317906280571</id><published>2006-06-13T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T03:06:19.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahaha!!!!!!!!!if you just entered my blog,... you would realise there is a photo strip!!!!! hahahaha, its so pretty isnt it???? hahaha ,.. but the pixels are blur. but nvm, you still get to see my face!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah! and notice the song,! its by the veronicas, I COULD GET USED TO THIS. i was contemplating on putting that song or SOMEDAY WE'LL KNOW. all this are old songs but i like it alot somehow. yeah,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... lots of things to do. i've got chem worksheets and all the projects, rahhh,... however this can make me happy at the meantime. but wait!!!! what happened to my tagboard??? ok,... gotta do sth bout it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel very lazy leh&lt;br /&gt;you know i am so worried that i get old and stiff after not dancing for so long. i want to ask my darlings over for some practice. but nat left for paris today.lucky her la. yea, she said we need to meet up, sometime soon=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,.. i have been thinking bout the dressing, the hair, the make-up, and all the other stuff for the carival day dance!!! hahaha, i know it seems abit reduntant, but its fun you know!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not go for the 2e1 party. and yeah, i expected it anyways,... only 6 ppl went. hahha, kuku told me they went to watch xmen, which i had watched already. hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;yaya,... was the planner,... what to do???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to praise my phone i tell you, cuz i think it is the most amazing thing on earth. it looks every bit like a pretty little orange thingy that you swear you want to possess. and the camera function!!!! screen for you to see yourself when you take a photo, so you can adjust your angle and all that crap. yeah!!!!! i am so proud to be the owner of it!!!! ahhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz if you realise all the photos there are like taken by me, myself. but it seems like its taken by some other professional right??? ahahahahha. yeah,... and i dont seem to look nice on pats phone no matter what. i think all you need is some camera that suits you yeah? hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,.. done with my crap.///&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yes i am stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why should i be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i keep walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;into that trap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all laid out for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when i know i could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;happier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i still keep repeating history&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/21939572-115019317906280571?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115019317906280571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115019317906280571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115019317906280571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115019317906280571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/06/hahahahahaif-you-just-entered-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-115018833322689474</id><published>2006-06-13T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:45:33.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/my%20tooterians.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/my%20tooterians.0.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/fbd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/fbd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/jkkjh.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/jkkjh.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/csdc.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/csdc.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/vbncvb.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/vbncvb.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tooterians outing on thursday=)&lt;br /&gt;and lunched at burgerking and walkeed round fareast. tried out many things and had fun,... we went to a shop and we started wearing their caps and hats !! haha the staff was like, errm sorry cannot take photots,.. ahahaha, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to LIDO to watch SHES THE MAN! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;its pretty funny! especially the part when all the hot girls seem to fall for SEBASTIAN, if you understand, you must have watched it already. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so weird, on friday the last week wanted to watch some feel-good comedy, and SHES THE MAN was unavalible. then that day wanted to watch a serious action show, watched a comedy instead. ai ya,......but i did not regret anything actually=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe that we were fighting for the tikets becuz of the sitting arrangement????!!!! god! end up, me and gita sat at the side. puh!&lt;br /&gt;haha, these horrible yaya and kuku were like making a hell of noise in the cinema!!!! oh my god,... lots of ppl urned their heads and stared at them can????&lt;br /&gt;cuz we were sitting at the last row. cant believe it la!!! normally, i get disgusted by all these misbehavour, then skarli my friends turn monkeys act like that!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;god,  they laughed so loud,.... cheered so loud, said mushy stuff LOUDLY when they screened kissing. and lots of other embarrassing stuff i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;hai yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,... i lost my dangling earring!!!!!! rahhhhh!!! i am so mad. =( went back to find it but to no avail. &lt;br /&gt;i think pat and i really is the complete opposite man!!!! her taste and mine,...&lt;br /&gt;thanks alot to pat who accompanied me back there=)&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at bugis,... our favoutite bento set!!!! hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good day good day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-115018833322689474?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/115018833322689474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=115018833322689474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115018833322689474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/115018833322689474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-tooterians-outing-on-thursday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114943315048148115</id><published>2006-06-04T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T07:59:10.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A1042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A1042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my 2 piggies. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;i actually made them pout, then i go and smile!!!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A1046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and darling sandy. fiona is so extra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A1058.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A1035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A1035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3 of us!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A1051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A1051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,... fi and i&lt;br /&gt;1st photo i took alone with her&lt;br /&gt;fiona, is really scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to plaza sing on friday with sandy. after tution. walked around, talked,.... ate,... did homework,,,....???? yeah,... had fun with that ahma=) she look damn chio i tell you. and felt very domineering man, cuz she look like the dajie.(high-class ah lian type) and she look like my boyfriend!!!! arrrrr&lt;!&gt;.. not that i have one. but she look like one!!!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;anyways ,wanted to watch "she's the man" but they are left with only front row tikets,...=( so we went to watch XMEN instead.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!!! that show is fantastic!!!!!!! you go watch it man!!!! it rocks!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and I LOVE WOLFVERINE!!!!! HES SO COOL,... I WAS LIKE STARING AT HIM THE WHOLE TIME LA!!!! sandy thought i was crazy.hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then then,... the whole thingy was complete when fiona came!!!! hahaha,... not like she was some vip or sth,... hahahaha(kidding la) 7&lt;br /&gt;she rushed here after her obs can???? wow,... not bad i would say after my experience from obs the last time. she was very sweet la. and i know she loves me alot, literally. we took noes,... and i dont think i look nice in it. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burned a hole in my wallet. and i owe fiona $4 and sandy $2.25(i think)  shared the burger king's happy meal with her. god pathetic. i went back to the counter and asked that burgerking person.... errm i thought i would have a toy??? hahaha, and she was like,... oh_ hahaha,..it was a XMEN toy!!!! it was some blue horny gorrila character. forgot his name la. yeah,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home together by mrt and thats were we took all those pics=)&lt;br /&gt;ya,... daddy was nice enough to pick me back after that cuz he was actually watching XMEN1 on tv then. thank you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, ok,.. wait, which is today.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go swimming man,... but then my mum ask me to do my work first,... by the time i was done. it was not sunny anymore. and was too lazy. bleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres chem tmr. rah have to clean my nail colour off. i love it man. its gold!!!! like very solid golden nails. hahaha. i took zi lian pics of it. wanna post it soon=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gan jiong of the chem files leh&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if what she said was true. am i the only one being left out? i dont think i did anything wrong, someone tell me what's actually happening. i-dont-dare-ask&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i lay in bed dreaming, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i could not fall asleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant get you off my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i thought i had very much tried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i got so frightened when i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cant recall how you looked like&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i got so frightened you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;would just fade off &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;faster than you already are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i finally realised now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i-still-do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114943315048148115?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114943315048148115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114943315048148115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114943315048148115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114943315048148115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/06/me-and-my-2-piggies.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114905057309385112</id><published>2006-05-30T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T21:42:53.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A0872.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A0872.0.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;ytd, i heard this song playing on the radio and i had this huge reaction towards it. i thought the lyrics were damn beautiful and expressive even though i had heard it so many times before(it was quite an old song). i felt as though i was meant to hear it. wow. amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk this over&lt;br /&gt;It's not like we're dead&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I did?&lt;br /&gt;Was it something you said?&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me hangin'In a city so dead&lt;br /&gt;Held up so high&lt;br /&gt;On such a breakable thread&lt;br /&gt;You were all the things&lt;br /&gt;I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;And I thought we could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;You were everything, everything&lt;br /&gt;that I wanted&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be,&lt;br /&gt;but we lost it&lt;br /&gt;And all of our memories,&lt;br /&gt;so close to me,&lt;br /&gt;just fade away&lt;br /&gt;All this time you were pretending&lt;br /&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;br /&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's nice to know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that you were there &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for acting like you cared &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And making me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;feel like I was the only one &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's nice to know we had it all &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for watching as I fall &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And letting me know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were everything, everything&lt;br /&gt;that I wanted&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be,&lt;br /&gt;but we lost it&lt;br /&gt;And all of our memories,&lt;br /&gt;so close to me,&lt;br /&gt;just fade away&lt;br /&gt;All this time you were pretending&lt;br /&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;br /&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OH well,... its sad sometimes when i think about it but i am moving on though you have long moved on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AND YES, I HAVE YET TO POST MORE PICS!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it always got stuck when i try to post the tooterians photos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114905057309385112?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114905057309385112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114905057309385112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114905057309385112'/><link 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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;my dearest darling patpat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A0746.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A0746.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!!!! none of the fingers are ours leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A0769.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A0769.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolates??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/ff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cool muale and yaya??? what are you doing there????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/sdfsdsdf.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/sdfsdsdf.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pat ah,... so retarding, me and gita behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A0768.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A0768.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gita??? is having a mental breakdown cuz she fulfilled her dream of taking a photo with her idol!!!!- me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A0746.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A0777.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A0777.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squeezing our faces in=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/ssdfsf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/ssdfsf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutting of the browies. look at gita and kuku!!! hahaha so funny, like what yaya said,... they seem excited at their newborn baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow!!!! haha, ya looks so retarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A0756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A0756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor maid*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114891613439237543?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114891613439237543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114891613439237543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114891613439237543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114891613439237543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-dearest-darling-patpat-yay-none-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114856170284621333</id><published>2006-05-25T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T05:55:02.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A0755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A0755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A0736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A0736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A0777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A0777.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;OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I FEEL LIKE SLAPPING MYSELF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ALL MY BLOODY POST IS LIKE GONE???????????????????? ITS LIKE 1OOO OVER WORDS???????????????? AND I LIKE I SPENT DONT KNOW HOW LONG WRTING THE WHOLE THING??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DONT RMB WHAT I WROTE ALREADY CUZ I ATE MY DINNER BEFORE COMING BACK TO DO THE PHOTOS , SO MY HEART DONT ACHE SO MUCH AND ARRRRRRRRRRRR! IT GOT LOST ON THE PRETEXT THAT I WANT TO SAVE IT FOR INCASE. AND I PRESSED CTRL C????? ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!! ARRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i wrote in short form&lt;br /&gt;tooterians baking session/ only excited for hois becuz i can paint my nails/nail polishes!!!!/disgusting idiot teachers/dance tmr?=)/ helpful alissa/ fun gym with somersaults/ a dumb about-you poem/&lt;br /&gt;yeah,...... i hope i wont imagine that you understood what i wrote previously cuz it was never published, but i will still think that i have mentioned it before=( arrrrr, and it will make me a more confused person i already am. arrrrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114856170284621333?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114856170284621333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114856170284621333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114856170284621333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114856170284621333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-my-god-i-feel-like-slapping.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114804957487359618</id><published>2006-05-19T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T07:39:34.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW. its been so long since i blogged. cuz i know i take very long to finish what i want to say all in a day's work. yup,... arrrr,.... blogging.&lt;br /&gt;now i think i lost my blogging skills,... lost contact with it. not as if i had any blogging skills but, i like to read what i wrote, its interesting and it makes me emo.&lt;br /&gt;i know you love to read my blog too, right???? *points a gun at your head* you: yes!!yes!!! my godness!!! me: hahahahhaha, i knew it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh my,... i am so lame-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever,... 3e9 had the environmental song thingy today!!! ok,... we werent prepared la,... everything was so last minute,.... but we pulled through didnt we????=) i really admire atiqah you know,... shes really good,... rmb the rap she sang for ss??? ya, she wrote it herself. like wow!!!! ya,... stop guessing,... she wrote the enviromental song for our class too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah,... during legacy,... the class were practicing singing,... i was happy=) hahaha,... i really wonder why i am like involved,... ok,... yiwen was like the planner,... atiqah,. song writer,... cheryl,.. choir singer,.. dana,.. some idotic horny gorrilla&lt;br /&gt;*wow!!! you are actually NOT praising yourself*&lt;br /&gt;^i have to la,... sometimes i get tired feeling so superior^&lt;br /&gt;ok,... wdv. ya,... ! what was i doing there???&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,... we went ahead with the silly stuff we thought just before the performance.... i was really touched and suprised that so many ppl came la!!!! i thought only 6or7 would turn up. we did actions ppl could laugh at,... and sang live!!!! like huh? no music? ya,... no music,... thank goodness we didnt go out of tune!!!!,... *or did we??? hahaha,... i could only rmb i was singing very loudly cuz i thought it was too soft!!!! hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TKG CARES FOR THE ENVIROMENT&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHa,....!!!! i love that part man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah!!!!! 3e9!!!!! we were NOT BAD!!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAD DANCE AFTER THAT,... it was pretty draggy la,... i dont know what we did. i was wearing my new fbt shorts!!!!! hahaha,.. jamie and zan we wearing them too!!!! same colour!!!! but mine was the curved side one,. anyways,... we were like dancing the same 4eights the whole time. i think i am going to get so bored of it la!!!!! oh my,... DANA dont you ever think of that!!!!! ya,... sorry i cant help it la,... you know you do the same thing so many times, no matter how nice,... you will get tired right??? and i think out dance is done up,... like almost ready to perform,... oh well,... 21st july leh!!!!!!!!!!! wa lao!!!!!! how long more????&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOH, I KNOW!!!!! WE CAN WORK ON TEACHERS' DAY DANCE!!!!!!!!! hahaha LAME-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOW,... i dont know what to do with this incident happening in our dance club. its like,... ok,,... you stay away, we dont talk,.. we laugh, you hidden at a corner, crying. like ok,.... theres a time when you will realise all those,... and the time is coming,... oh well,.. like i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDANDAND, you know what?????&lt;strong&gt; i was so bloody embarrassed that day la&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!! WENT TO PLAY NETBALL FOR #,... LIKE HELLO??? DANA PLAYS THE NETBALL??? i was like practically running around doing nothing,... feeling small and all that with ppl towering over me. thinking that i had nothing to do,.. i went to defend like a wd. and what the hell,... does not work,...  IT WAS SO SHAMEFUL CAN???? i really hope no one was looking lor. cuz,.... aiya,... wdv la,... * sobs in despair* ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! rahhhhhhh!!!!!!! i wanted to at least get an A can???? my argumentative ca was crap as expected. they ask if i agreed whether celebrities should be good role models,... i go and say,... "that we should care less about other's private lives and care more about whats going on with our lives"-_- like,...ok,..., oh my god!!!! so wasted!!!! rahhhh!!!!! the whole thing was like fun to read,... but it does not answer the question at all la!!!! i only realised what i was writing 5 mins before the time's up la. =(&lt;br /&gt;aiya, forget it la dana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,... i am happy that i had posted.&lt;br /&gt;yay=)))))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114804957487359618?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114804957487359618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114804957487359618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114804957487359618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114804957487359618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/05/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114787476434266707</id><published>2006-05-17T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T07:06:04.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to blog like so long ago!!!!!!!!!!!!! i wanted to blog bout the dance production,... but now,... i lost the mood=(&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever,... todays ss project was pretty screwed up la,... some technical problem,.. dont know why only can open the file with dahlia's account,.... thanks alot man=)&lt;br /&gt;OK, HAHAHA our part was pretty boring ppl were just staring, haiya and fiona's one was cool,... and artiqah was hilarious!!!!!!!!!! you rock man!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok,... theres dance tmr,... yup, carnival day dance!! i think thats the only dance thingy i look forward to=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114787476434266707?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114787476434266707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114787476434266707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114787476434266707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114787476434266707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-my-i-wanted-to-blog-like-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114777682028397146</id><published>2006-05-16T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T03:53:40.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahaha,... dana here!!!! =) and yes i just watched the video and i was practically laughing like hell. ya!!!!!! ok,... i was taking my emaths spring test at the circular block with the dolls today,... and i saw so many 3e9ners walking around!!!!! hahahaha,... i didnt concentrate la,... i said HI!!! to everyone i saw yeah! hahaha, it feels funny sitting there alone can. people walking round were staring at me la, probably thinking; why this mad girl go sit there alone with the dolls.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i was lucky already la cuz steph and the others had to do their work on some wall. crap, i totally flunked it!!!! arrr, nvm ,. theres always tmr=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,.. k!&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, and i would like to thank all the darling people who gave me your encouragement ytd man!!! i LOVE you GUYS SO MUCH !!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114777682028397146?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114777682028397146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114777682028397146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114777682028397146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114777682028397146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/05/hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114709868450180348</id><published>2006-05-08T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T07:31:24.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a relatively happy day!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;pretty slack and everything. after school, it seems like there were only the 2 pathetic souls left in class. STEPH AND I!!!!!!! OH MY GOD! me and steph were like levitating on the table like waiting for the magician to make us float!!!! hahaha. we let our heads hang off the table and talked like that la!!!! it was preety weird cuz i saw i see her head upright, cuz we were both upside down. ya,... ppl from outside were staring at us.!!! lol. it was so fun!!!! then JANA came!! we bitched and all, laughed and talked until the others joined us.&lt;br /&gt;saw JAMIE and dont know why we started shouting at each other madly like we were deaf. then we started dancing ballroom dancing or what you call it at the circular block la.  screaming??? ya, others have to shut us up. i think we cant stop going crazy together. hahaha, you fat woman, i love you!!!! she just just called me and asked me to say back tmr for the carnival dance thing! she sounded so excited!!! hahaha, we both cant wait=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah!!!!!!!! STEPH!!!!!!!!!!!! we chatted like girl chat during our dance free time and talked and talked non-stop!!!!! this 2 juniors ah, so kpo. shanise and yanyan talk so loud. end up this ms chaim made steph the scapegoat and ask her to sit away from us. poor steph.... anyway, not long later,... i moved myself over to steph there and we started talking again!!!! yeah!!! i dont know what happened man,... we were stretching and stretching when suddenly,.... WE BOTH LIE DOWN BESIDE EACHOTHER FACING THE CEILING!!!!  hahahaha!!!!!! so funny!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ms chaim was like, " you 2 lie down here for what??? here got no stars hor!!!" but we didnt care!!!! hahaha, it was so fun! we were like lying on some bed and watching the moons!!! cuz the lights are big and round!!!can you imagine other ppl dancing,.. we sleep on the floor daydreaming. hahahaha!!!! not exactly daydreaming... we were like laughing and laughing!!!! and occasionally i would smack her head cuz sth she had just said was very silly. hahaha. i like it this way becuz if we were to satnd, i wont be able to reach her head! her legs are not called 5 miles long for nothing!!!! ppl came around us and ask what we were doing la!!!! it does seem pretty lovey dovey!!!! hahahaha! you brighten my day like no sun would girl!!!!! hahahaha!!!!! i never keep things from this darling!!!! i love her too much yeah! and she agrees too! muack!!&lt;3    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,... i realised that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my tooterians&lt;/span&gt; will always be my pillar of support, anywhere, anytime. its like,... we went through lots together and i will put down anything to help them if they need it,.... its the same,... they would too, for me. now, when i see them around,... and i look in their eyes,... i feel a huge sense of belonging,... hey,... i know!!!! you are my family!!! hahhaaha that kind of thing,... i love them all!!!! all 4 of them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see KEIKA, from far,....i will shout KUKUKUKUKUKUKU!!!!!!! she pioritises me, cuz i am her baby!!!!! kiss kiss i love you!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see PAT,.... i will just feel like walking off with her,... i dont know,... its like we went everywhere together last year. arrrgh,... but i always see her moving around. never sitting down or anything. oh my,... best friends,... best friends,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see GITA,... we both would either pretend we dont know each other or dao one another,... then after like 3 seconds, turn back and say,." ohhh,... you fat woman,... and laugh a great deal even if it not funny. oh my,... you are my bitch forever!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see YAYA,... yup, i would hug her, my thin woman!!!!! she protects me from anything la. like today,... she offered to wait for my bus after school when i told her i was scared of sth,, even though she had a new nice bowl of tom yam mee waiting for her at video shop,... how sweet can that be, awww,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,... i trust every cell in my body in them. and i love that feeling of trust=). trusting them and them trusting you. yeah!!!!! i have a clique that loves me the way i love them!!!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is about the people i love~!!!! yeah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114709868450180348?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114709868450180348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114709868450180348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114709868450180348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114709868450180348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-was-relatively-happy-day-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114692590948727855</id><published>2006-05-06T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T07:32:01.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well,... i am sick=( i feel weak here and there. and i feel fat!!! huh!!! my throat tastes bitter. gross!!! i wanna go cut my hair tmr! haha,.. hopefully i will be jumping up and down by tmr. yup.&lt;br /&gt;i feel damn lazy,  slept the whole day. missed tution,. oh well. i dont feel like doing anything now,... i dont feel like dancing or singing, or drawing or thinking. ya, i dont feel like thinking. (i just said 6 words of feel) oh whatever, sick ppl are irritating.&lt;br /&gt;jamie told me we needed 4 diff songs for the carnival dance. the bimbo group,... there COULD be:&lt;br /&gt;beep&lt;br /&gt;all night dont stop&lt;br /&gt;my humps&lt;br /&gt;control myself&lt;br /&gt;anything la actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant think now, oh my brain information system is stuck halfway.&lt;br /&gt;arrrgh, i hate to be sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114692590948727855?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114692590948727855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114692590948727855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114692590948727855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114692590948727855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/05/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114675342417957821</id><published>2006-05-04T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T07:52:57.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today,.... it wasnt very nice, or very not nice. ( i love my primary school vocab) ya,.... i cant stand ms hamida's lesson man!!!!!!!! its like i will ONLY feel sleepy in her lesson!!!! like, when she comes,... ok, sleep, when she goes, ok, wake up. ya la,.... so weird right???is the chicken essence not working???&lt;br /&gt;ai ya, this stupid fiona is so irritating, feel like disturbing me, then disturb. feel like daoing me, then dao. tennis was great!!! i really feel like picking tennis, hahaha! i feel like I, Dana leong, got the potential!!! hahahhaa, no la,... sometimes, i just feel like being in the sun and you know acting cool like the tennis girls, hahahaha.... anyway, i keep hitting out cuz there is like no space( we are using like 1/4 of the court, of course la!)&lt;br /&gt;you know i cant wait for dance after school tmr!!!! its like us dancers own leisure time and all, its been a routine to stay back on fridays to practice for carnival day!!!! but i just realised that carnival day is like in july..... oh but whatever,... l love fridays!!!! i rmb i blogged all the fun times we had on one of the fridays, i wrote soo much in total detail. and suddenly, the whole freaking thing disappeared la!!!! i got soooo pissed!!!&lt;br /&gt;ai ya, forget it, the other dancers blogged bout it too=)&lt;br /&gt;i msged like 5 ppl and no one replied whether they are staying la,...&lt;br /&gt;who knows tmr later only got me and nat. hahaha!!! that would be cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;nat seems stressed today,.... and we hugged eachother during recess=) we both needed it=)&lt;br /&gt;all the dancers seemed gloomy today la. and the 9 of us need to write reflections on the water-pouring incident. oh well, i almost already forgot bout it liao la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with jana to pp to buy fake eyelashes, hahaha ate at kfc and all,,.... i think it was the first time i went pp with 1 friend. hahaha, shes really nive to be with=) jana jana ber dana banana nana. hahaha. SO EVEYTIME I CALL HER, THERE WOULD BE LIKE MY NAME THERE HAHAHAHA!!! and lis nat wanted me to add her name inside can???? i wass like no! so extra!!!! hahahaha kidding la.....&lt;br /&gt;you know my mum bought me this mattress for like 700 over bucks and it is so thick!!! i sleep on a high-rise bed right, and it is like freakin over the handles la!!! i wonder whether i will find myself lying on the floor the next morning with a broken neck or sth. my god!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!!!!!!!!!i think the cutest people on earth are.....( drumrolls.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZANETA!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOCELYN!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE BOTH SOOOOO SUPER DAMN CUTE AND ADORABLE!!!!!! SO SQUEESHY, AND PINKIFIED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;even though i dont think they know each other,.... but i think they are the freakinest sqashiest pies on earth!!!!!!!!! i love it when joce says sth silly. shes so innocent and it really brightens and liftens my spirit!!!!! i will start laughing for no reason seeing her smile!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and zan!!!!!!!! i cant stand myself for staring and smiling at her when she does that little lost persian kitten. and when she dances!!!!oh my god!!!!!!! i felt like i would die for her can!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha.!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just complained to dahlia how badly shes been treating me this few days. and she admitted theres sth wrong with her, and yes, i agree. bad girl!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114675342417957821?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114675342417957821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114675342417957821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114675342417957821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114675342417957821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/05/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114649179328587293</id><published>2006-05-01T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T06:56:33.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/57330289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/57330289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know,..... all of a sudden, i got this huge urge to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt;,.... like dance, like mad, dance till i get drained, dance till i sweat,....dance till i drop. i dont wanna talk, i dont wanna sing, i just wanna move, and shake in this big space, full of mirrors,... bright lights,... a radio,.... blasting cool music,.... and just me myself,.... dancing like no one's watching,... to get the things off my head,... and not give a damn to whats happening or has happened. my god,.... give me that,.... i dont have space now,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrrgh!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am so confused myself,.... so whats the big deal bout. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;makes no sense. why do you care. why are you so self inflicting? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it makes me happy. it makes me feel good. it makes me sad. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it makes me even loneier when you are here, when you are gone. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one had made me feel this way. it comes endlessly. but... so on and off,... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont even know.... so what now. i dont want to risk anything,. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is it worth it? worth them,.. ? the people i love? i emphazied to much already. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe i would like to tone it down,? but how? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want it to stop, you know. i tried but i failed,.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it sorta changed... its lesser now i guess,,. good for me. hahaha,... you will never know,... oh probaby later,....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i wonder what i did was right or wrong.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha, i am so contradicting.... i give in, i helped out, to you,... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i know i want it too. but i am glad, at least i know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am not heartless nor selfish. i like to see another person happy i guess. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it comes from within my heart.... hahaha,... is this all a joke or what? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think that maybe friendships are even stronger,yup,... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here and there,... everywhere,...people are abnormal,... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it comes and go. get upset and forget about it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what a weird life. hahahahahaha &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this whole entry is crap,........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114649179328587293?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114649179328587293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114649179328587293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114649179328587293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114649179328587293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114640938906093218</id><published>2006-04-30T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T08:03:09.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>confused, misunderstood, friendship, relationship? happy,.... excited,... disappointed,... heartbroken,..... love,...... hatred???? jealously,... tention..... forgiving, understanding..... care,... unconditional,... hope,... yearn,..... joy,.... bitterness,..... sleep,.... floats,..... tip-toe,.... sweat,.... cold,.... smiles,.... dance,.... whatever7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words i have for 3 differnt stories of my life.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114640938906093218?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114640938906093218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114640938906093218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114640938906093218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114640938906093218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/04/confused-misunderstood-friendship.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114623624523936439</id><published>2006-04-28T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T07:57:25.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow!!!!!!! today was such a dancey day!!!!!!!!!!! stayed back after school to work on our carnival day dance. my god!!!!!!!!!! even though, we did not do much, i loved the company of my dancers!!!!!!!! jamie made my day!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;we were both so very ego!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,.we kept saying that people are trying to seduce us!!!!!!!!! that we keep seducing eachother, and pretend that only that super grade humans do that!!!! hahahaha (ok, at this juncture, i would like you to assume that i am slapping my own face, but i am freakin laughing off my chair)&lt;br /&gt;anyway,... i love talking to her la, my honey honey!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;daph was so cute today!!!! we kept like eye contact when crooked things are said!!!!! hahahahaha,.... wa lao,... i still think dap and zan make like the best pair, bout the same height, same style, skinny, and so freakin danceified!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sorta crappy today, hahahaha, weather's fault, weather's fault....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot what we did, but it was fun!!!!!!!!! nut left early for her meeting, and came back when i had to go=( but with her, things are like more uniformed, like we seriously practiced when she came back!!! hahahaha,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know me and jamie, were so pervertic!!!! to me maybe not, but to others it does look pretty sick!!!!! hahahaha,... cant stand her la,. this freakin bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty touched today. dahlia brought spagitti for me from home( ok,... i cant spell it la, some kind of westen noodle, you know whats that la dumbo). cuz i have dance and i dont have time to go for recess. i was shocked cuz there was like chopsticks!!!! hahahaha,... imagine if she did not bring them!!!!! i ate it during mt,... people were staring at me, cuz the smell of it was really good!!!!!!! hahahahaha,... you people out there are just plain jealous!!!!!hahahahahaha,.... bad mean dana, how could you say that?????&lt;br /&gt;ya la, and this stupid dahlia,.... go and tell me that she wont do the cover our head thingy and squat down thingy, cuz its dumb,.... i actually was sorta serious!!!!! then when i saw her at the circular block,... i really dont know wether to do or not la!!!!!!!! lame lame lame!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i actually talked to dahlia like so long  ytd. we were like, hey!!!!!! 3 more minutes to 2am!!!!!!!!!!! hahahahahaha, wanted to break record!!!!!! i am like quite imtimitated yesterday by my mum cuz she came out of the room and caught me talking on the phone at 1.57am!!!!!!!! hahahaha, talked bout crap that YOU dont need to know. luckily my mum did not really scold me la. hahahaha, that was close!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to parkway after dance to buy yaya's present!!! hahahaha, bought 2 converse shirt for her birthday!!!!!!!! like hey!!!!who buys 2 shirts for their friends' birthday?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, a-nut is like complaining to me bout some really silly stuff,.... welcome to the club of tolerance!!!!! hahahaha,... daph and jamie too!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance till you drop, dance till you drop!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114623624523936439?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114623624523936439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>that previous post was written yesterday, couldnt post it cuz blogger was down&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,... today was rainy. and so gay!!!! this 2 terrible people fiona and sandy, they kept 'distracting' me!!!! arrrrr!!!! they are so bad!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during recess jamie, my dear 2e1er tied french braid for me!!!! i rmb last year so many people know how to tie, but this year in this new class no one knows,-_-. dance was fun!!!! i love my bimbos and i love my rival cool group!!!! fi and sand were so nice they bought pao for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, caught dahlia trying to sketch me from behind cuz i can feel someone looking. hahaha, damn gay!!!! at first she did not want to let me see but then she showed me the drawing later la. and i ended looking so fat!!! hahaha, but nice try.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my history was so sucky!!! arrgh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during english was very 'funny' fi and snady(not sandy) changed the english story paper to some other crappy embarrassing thing. i was like what the hell!!!!! and i was called to read like the first half. then dahlia(dont know why her) got called to read the 2nd half. they nothing better to do, try to give her the 'edited' part, my god!!!! i dont know what they changed it to man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they kept laughing!!!! arrgh!!!! and shila, this terrorising girl was terrorising me the whole day with her evil look!!!! i was so scared can?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,... went to have a lunch date at macs with the dancers! it was so fun being with them!!! nat, nut-the-deaf, jam, belle and azrina( girl, dont be too upset k?)&lt;br /&gt;it was raining damn heavily la,... i still got soaked even though i had an umbrella!!!&lt;br /&gt;had a headache doing maths! uggh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly grace called and i knew it was dahlia la,... she told me she wanted to come to katong mall fix her boots or sth. then when i when i realised that the shop was closed, i tried to call her la, then i realised i cant reach her,. i called grace, charmaine, and even jamie la, to know where she is and get syz no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to wait for her la,... then i heard 'dana!!!!' from across the street. ok,... she had to go a long long way to cross the road la. hahahaha,... talked crap on the bus!!! and i paid for her bus fare!!!! she ah!!! so went home together again. so we WE ARE SO BLOODY GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are you going to call me tonight?&lt;br /&gt;ok, no la no la&lt;br /&gt;i know you want!&lt;br /&gt;what makes you think i want, huh!?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114597194313395153?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114597003844737828</id><published>2006-04-25T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T06:00:38.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY WAS AH CRAP!!!!! I FEEL LIKE A MEAN MONSTER!!!! I FEEL LIKE I AM SO BAD!!! THAT I AM SUCH A BITCH!!!! ITS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THAT!!!! ARRRGH!!!!! OK,... planned to go home with dahlia if we are both still in school,... it was raining so super heavily,... then jana told me dah was looking for me. then i went to the foyer and midway,... saw her like throughly wet,... and i saw her running to hug me and i was like,... oh,... dont!!!!! anyway,... we were waiting for the rain to stop at the foyer,... and i saw this person,... and hahahaha, called annabelle to come back,... and the whole group of them came back from the video shop. azrina told me they were all waiting for me!!!!! i felt sooooo bloody remorseful man!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!! SO SORRY BABES!!!!! I REALLY REALLY FEEL SO BAD!!!! ANYHOW, we went to the canteen and practically did nothing,... for about like 20 mins or less la,... decided to go find dah least she think i went back without her. hahaha so funny,... we met halfway again!!! like i went to find her and she came to find me! at the same place somemore!! hahaha,... i told her i felt really very bad!!!! and i ask dah to meet me at the toliet there she borrowed a huge green poncho and it reminded me of obs!!!! haha anyways hid at the video shop first. my god!!!! i really left my dancers and smuggled out!!!! i felt so sinful!!!! i dont know what to say man!!!! sorry azrina! sorry natasha! sorry jamie! sorry annebelle! MY GOD..... besides this, i really feel very very bad for s and n, i mean,... i know how it feels and i am so bloody doing it. arrrgh!!!!!!!! i am so sorry!!!!! i dont know!!!! arrgh!!!! i cant help but like try to avoid you guys!!!! deep in my heart, i feel like a monster,... man,... i dont even know what you guys are thinking of me..... i dont blame you for hating me, maybe,... arrrrrgh!!!!! andandand SANDY AND FIONA!!!!!! my 2 precious darlings!!!! i am so sorry!!!!! i must have neglected you guys so much!!!!! you guys are so irriplacable!!!! oh my!!!!!! i really dont blame you by daoing me,... but I hope this wont last forever!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its it worth it? Let me work it. Put my thing down flip it and reverse it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114597003844737828?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114597003844737828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114597003844737828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114597003844737828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114597003844737828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-was-ah-crap-i-feel-like-mean_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114563259854810629</id><published>2006-04-21T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T08:19:37.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/high.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/high.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/high.jpg"&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;wow,..... today was like a roller coaster ride man. it was like this actually in a graph format. hahahaha, i was really lucky to have steph who understands everything,... =)&lt;br /&gt;the nicest bimbo in earth!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and dumb social studies test,... i actually realised that there was a 2nd question which is like 12 marks at the back 3mins before we had to pass it up,... can you believe it??? my cant stand myself man,....&lt;br /&gt;thanks to sandy and fiona who comforted me, you guys are my darlings!!!!&lt;br /&gt;had chem song presentation, it was sorta crappy, hahaha, sandy's so funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dance instead after school, i did not have my pe shirt so i dance in the bloody blouse. it was terrible man!!!!! did not even dance properly!!! anyways,.... we had fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;annabelle so cute when shes excited!!!! she started telling me her cutey stuff and i was like laughing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;andand and we played charades!!!!! it was bloody fun!!!! the bimbos vs the cool, hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;lost count who won!!!!&lt;br /&gt;anyways,.... loved it!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... could have gone back with dahlia, but she la!!!! tell me so late!!!! i think my phone got problem,... cannot call anybody=(&lt;br /&gt;ok,...on thursday, i enjoyed playing tennis with DAHLIA, cuz she is so 'fun' and gives me nonsense balls and says 'thank you' when i praise myself-_- ya,... hahaha, dahlia,... HERE GOES,.....as YOU WANTED,....hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;DAHLIA IS THE BEST OF THE BEST BEST BEST!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114563259854810629?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114563259854810629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114563259854810629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114563259854810629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114563259854810629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/04/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114545413248496422</id><published>2006-04-19T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T06:42:12.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the post that i have just written was lost in a blink!!!!!!!! i guess there must be at least 500 words!!!!! arrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i hate you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114545413248496422?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114545413248496422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114545413248496422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114545413248496422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114545413248496422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/04/shit-post-that-i-have-just-written-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114485199048989115</id><published>2006-04-12T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T07:26:32.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANT &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;POINT SHOES&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I WANT &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;POINT SHOES&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!! I WANT &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;POINT SHOES&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!! I WANT, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANT&lt;/span&gt;, I WANT!!!!!!!!!! I WANT POINT SHOES!!!!!!!!!! ARRRRRGH!!!!!! THEY ARE SO FREAKIN PRETTY!!!!!!!!!! I AM SIZE 5 OR 5 1/2. BUY FOR ME!!!!!! I WANT I WANT!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I tried shihuas one today, and i fell right in love with it man!!!!!!love love, point shoes!!!! dont love you!!!! hahhahaha,....&lt;br /&gt;ok,.... give me a few boasting seconds here k? its my blog, bitch!!! hahaha, kidding... you know right,... last time, like 5 years ago, when i was still taking ballet,.... i was pretty good at it,.... ok la,... good la. my ballet teacher always ask me to show the class how to do the steps,.... and even though its dumb, believe me,... she always ask people to crowd around my feet and she wound ask me to point.... ya,...and show them that 'your feet is suppose to curve like a banana',... ok,... i love my feet...haha. is got the point!!!! hahahaha,... but you know what,... i learn things damn slow&lt;br /&gt;so its like i always feel lost, and silly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgh,... feel like floating around la,.... i dont like today and i dont like you.... what am i talking about???? hahahaha,.... why am i like so down lately????  and guess what,... i forgot how to upload songs on my itunes,... cuz i use windows. AND NOW,... i cant do anything with my ipod.... i rmb last time i also tikam tikam one.... oh so silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, drenched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;daphane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, cuz its her BIRTHDAY, BABE!!!!! we used water bottles and then splashed on everyone!!!! haha,.... made the whole of third floor wet,... went back to class wet, i told people it was raining ,,....hahahahaha,&lt;br /&gt; i doublt daph enjoyed herself! hahahaha,...&lt;br /&gt;got in trouble though,.... have to see mdm lenny 2moro, all 9 of us   =( hahahahahaha, but i was like laughing la,.... mdm lenny came to my class and ask if we knew who did the water thingy at the corridor,... ya,... had to admit what,... i mean there is no way to hide la,..... then i told her it was me la, and the dancers. yea,.... went to 3/5 and jamie came out.... wrote down all our names and all,.....&lt;br /&gt;well,.... hahahahahaha,... i enjoyed myself la/.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;......whatever,.... cant believe i am so flickle!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114485199048989115?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114485199048989115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114485199048989115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114485199048989115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114485199048989115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-want-point-shoes-i-want-point-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114451483002793947</id><published>2006-04-08T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T09:47:10.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>someone teach me how to put a song on my blog!!!!!!!!,.... cuz now i am crazy over this song called ' unbelievable' by craig david, i mean, i have always loved his songs, all of them,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea,.&lt;br /&gt;and all those ppl who tagged me,.... thank you, you guys so rock=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea, i think when i am stressed i get egoistic,was talking to dahlia just now and i realised how ** i was.... sorry la,... hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuku,.... i am so sorry!!!!!!!!! you really changed it to saturday???? i feel very bad leh!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think i can make it,... but i have to leave earlier leh,,.... sorry babey!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhhh,....... saw OG todayy!!!!!!! okok,.... i was about to enter the room with shi hua then, i felt sth not right, cuz shi hua was smiling to me...... like weridly,... ok,... then as expected,... it was OG!!!!! he and his friend was coming out,. as you know the passage way was cramp, so we had to squeze. then, i was really trying to control myself, cuz i was beginning to get high,.... then, that MRS FUN!!!!!! she was so bad!!!!!!!! even though she was teaching,... she stared at me hard and kept smiling to me to see what expression i would have since HE was there. i was really trying to show NO emotion cuz you know,... and shihua would know,... that i would get very high and would just smile and laugh for no reason. then when i got into the class room,..... i started laughing and laughing,... and suddenly, i pointed rudely at A BAG. it was his bag!!!!! in my class room!!!! " i think i almost shouted" why is this bag doing here????!!!! cuz, we sit in 4s oppositite each other, and his bag is like oppositite where i am sitting!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha,... then my teacher was like,.... no la, the boys only put their bags here for awhile only la, why???? ok,.....&lt;br /&gt;anyway, later, when he came in the take his bag,...we were both trying to avoid eachother, i was staring at my blank paper, and he was staring at the wall,... it was bloody werid i tell you,....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,... ok when the lesson was over, OG tried to look inside my classroom!!!!! so cute!!!!!! ahahahahahaha,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the feeling just came back, so unusual,.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,.... that day after dance,... i was OG at the bus stop, shanise and azrina were like, hey, hes cute, then i was like,.... ok,.... i was like, pretending i did not know him at all. thenwhen shanise left, i told azrina" ok, thats OG, " then, i remembered her, shouting,.... 'you serious?????' hahahaha, ok,..... i hope he comes to our busstop more often,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, cant get her words out of my head....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114451483002793947?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114451483002793947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114451483002793947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114451483002793947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114451483002793947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/04/someone-teach-me-how-to-put-song-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114423931275644503</id><published>2006-04-05T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T05:15:13.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man,... i feel like crying,.... just got back from dance.... had our rehearsal for the performance at victora theatre. azrina told me the other day that they were in the play as the grandmother's friends, i thought nothing of it cuz i thought it was only 2 or 3 of them, and somemore, just the friends of the grandmother, nothing too fantastic. i was like, nvm, i will be in sth else la,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, then today, reality slapped me hard on my face,... i wasnt going to do anything besides my own malay dance with me doing dumb repetitive steps mr fathu dont bother to change,... i was upset enough not doing all those nice nice steps others are doing,. i mean and i know that he does not care,... he just put us in order of sizes,... he does not care who could do better, who looks better, as long as the dance is done up and he has fulfilled his duty. i mean that is so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to do all those steps others are doing,.. i know i can do it so so much better. and i really feel like slapping them cuz its like they cant even be bothered bout it and dont bother to improve their moves, they show attitute and some even proclaim that how unlucky they were to do this difficult step. they know who they are. the lucky shit.they arent aware. those freakin kiddy-minded people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am angry and perhaps i am jealous, i seriously think i dont deserve any shitty position i have. ok,... i do sound so bitchy here, but i cant help it, i say what i feel on my blog. juniors, idiotic sec2s, majority of you,. i really despise you man. luckily i have my seniors and they too hate the sec2s . man, given the chance i should have just tell mr fathu bout it, it was them that made him so angry in the first place,. they dont care, show attitute faces, heckcare, anyhow dance,... no wonder he got so pissed and started cutting the parts that deserved people like si wei and i should have done. cuz there are people like them who go around pissing people with  black shitty faces and then make mr fathu so angry that he dont even remember that there are living people still passionate bout dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man,.... maybe this is life, there MUST be people born to upset your life, in whatever you do,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,... if reality slapped me hard today,... i think it could just kill me. with those thorns getting more intense, i think people put fertilisers for it to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back the the grandmother's friends part,.....( let, me put it bluntly, the bitch is talking) I WAS SUPPOSE TO BE IN IT, THERE WAS NO OTHER REASON WHY. i blame myself, fate i guess, i cant stand it, i put on a straight face, i really want to cry, why must i be sick? i know for this i dont blame anyone,... i even try not to blame myself, but how????? i mean,... i really dont think i just deserve to be sitting at the back stage for the rest of the time after freakin malay dance. while all the time other people are doing the play part, the story line. I, would be just doing nothing, feeling useless, how bad can somethimg get? malay dance like that, now like that. if they malay dance girls get to change costumes to be the 'friends',... i beg you, you just bring out your great grandfather's rifle and shoot me straight at my brain immediatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, well, ok, i admit i am very spoilt. cuz last year i had nice fleshy parts for all my performance,... and i was sort of taking it for granted. but, if they can prove to me that they can dance so much better, my anger would just disappear in a blink,.... but, its sad cuz i know if i were to do it, i would be able to push myself to be better. well,... i know it makes no sense here and if you, reading this, are raising your eye brow, please, just pretend you understand even if you dont, and feel sorry for me,... i feel so sorry for myself,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, i still have my dance friends, staying strong with me, thanks for keeping me company when i was bored sitting down watching the others today, jamie, limin, daphane, steph, and a whole lot others, thank you lots,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to love again man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114423931275644503?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114423931275644503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114423931275644503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114423931275644503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114423931275644503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/04/man.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114416251643922235</id><published>2006-04-04T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T08:01:19.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i woke up at 7 and i knew i was going to be late la. i woke my bro and mum up, and then rushed and rushed. sent daren first, and when i reached the gate,. the bell rang, then i just walked to the front gate alone. there was like only one girl there, and i thought,.... wow.... only 2 of us late in the whole school ah, not bad eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,.... the camelia came in smiling , then, 2 other girls then a few more,..... ok, thats more like it. after everyone left the parade square,... we were lead to the platform,.... and we stood there in a line atomatically. haha, so funny, like its a routine to get here to get scolded.suddenly,... one whole bunch of late comers joined us,... like wowwwww,... so many like bout 11-12&lt;br /&gt;ok,... then mrs chia came and look at us....'late comers is it????' ' ya,.....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she looked at me,.... i almost burst out laughing man,... she stood so close to my face,... i could almost kiss her!!! ' why are you late? sleep late is it??? study for test is it??? i was already controlling myself cuz,.. i was just staring at her face and she look quite serious,... i mean,,... her face was like 7cm away from mine. the interesting thing is,... she is actually shorter than me leh,... cuz i have to look down,... waaa..... got ppl shorter than me leh. and i was nodding my head the whole time. then mdm lanny was like, this girl late the 3th time already, this one 4th time, this one 6th time. camelia and i were like so happy, chatting on the way up, even though we got booked!!!! but so fun leh!!!!! we were discussing whether to try it again!!!! hahahaaahahaha,.... ceri and shila was like' i thought you pon school again ah!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love shila today,.... she was in a good mood i guess. normally, she wont even smile. and she looks damn cute when she sleeps la,... i cant stop laughing,... she looks so innocent man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,... after school went to KFC with my dad and bro. man,.... delicious!!! slacked all the way until now. stupid brother of mine,... go download some virus,... then sth wrong with the com now.... i cant get into my msn, so i would appear offline lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have dance tomorrow,... i am aching like hell man,... why must dance be on monday????,... live throughout the week with aches,.... used to be on friday,... then shi hua and i would go to tution limping,. hahaha,... like we have problem sitting down...hahaha,.so funny leh, then now.... aches throughout the week!!!! wednesday is the worst la,... tuesday, is like ok,... its coming then wednesday's the killer. wonder how i am going to survive..... arrrrrrrr,... all the way from my neck to my back to my legs and even my fingers,.... awwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;and the sole of my feet are hopfully not going to peal,... it is like so sore now,... dumb plasters dont stick, if not i would die if it peals,. like dancing on raw skin,... scary right??? i think you should see how my feet was like last time give you night mares man... ohohohohoh and i need help with that turing thingy( open, turn open turn, open turn turn thingy)!!!!! i look so dumb and i cant turn more cuz my skin will come off!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrr,.... chem was sucky today.... but i think i can at least pass.... ai ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everytime We Touch - &lt;/strong&gt;Cascada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hear your voice,&lt;br /&gt;When you sleep next to me.&lt;br /&gt;I still feel your touch, in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me my weakness,&lt;br /&gt;But I dont know why,&lt;br /&gt;Without you it's hard to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every time we touch,&lt;br /&gt;I get this feeling&lt;br /&gt;And every time we kiss,&lt;br /&gt;I swear I can fly&lt;br /&gt;Can't you feel my heart beat fast,&lt;br /&gt;I want this to last,&lt;br /&gt;Need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every time we touch,&lt;br /&gt;I feel the static,&lt;br /&gt;And every time we kiss,&lt;br /&gt;I reach for the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Can't you hear my heart beat slow,&lt;br /&gt;I can't let you go,&lt;br /&gt;I Want you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your arms are my castle,&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is my sky.&lt;br /&gt;They wipe away tears that i've cried&lt;br /&gt;The good and the bad times,&lt;br /&gt;We've been through them all.&lt;br /&gt;You make me rise when I fall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love this song,... you should hear the piano version man,....&lt;br /&gt;sandy and i were singing this song and that ' so sick' song the whole day la,... i bet it irritated the ppl round us.... i notice that grace was secertly listening eh..... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sick of love songs, so tired of tears........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114416251643922235?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114416251643922235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114416251643922235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114416251643922235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114416251643922235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-i-woke-up-at-7-and-i-knew-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114381443908027163</id><published>2006-03-31T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T06:14:00.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/f2dae9e8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/f2dae9e8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;man,........................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i bloody miss my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;tooterians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; la. i miss them like shit, i miss them like hell and &lt;strong&gt;kanina-wa.kakakaka,&lt;/strong&gt; i do hate myself for losing them. its like we used to be together, forever, everywhere. anywhere at any occasion. man,..... we cracked stupid jokes, make stupid songs, actions. wa lao,.... they make me love my own exsistence in this world,.... every single one of them,.... KUKU, PAT, GIT, YAYA. love them to the very end of my girlled fish with herb and tomato sauce. without you guys,... i wont be even knowing why i should be happy. you taught me what it felt like to be happy, to love the every cell that make you up to a human body.man,......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today, decided to have a tooterians outing at pats house for a brownie baking session after sports day.((((( our class, 3e9 was the overall champion!!!!!!!)))) went to get the ingredients and all but plan A failed. we were too lazy and had our tooterian &lt;strong&gt;Bonding and Bitching Chatting session &lt;/strong&gt;on the lovey floor outside pats brother's room. well,. thats was when i realised i lost a huge part of ME since the last bbc time. the amount of muscles excercised when i laughed and smiled, the amount of weight lifted from my heart and make it lighted hearted and happy. the amount of love a friendship can bring is far too much that money can buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it reason i think we are not like any other clique is like. we are made for each other, you know what i mean,.... there is no pretend here and there, no bitching behind. if theres anything,.... we'll be like. " gita, you damn irritating leh, i hate you, bitch!" (hahahahaha, git, joking only la) and then , like forget whatever bad shit we have 2 mins later and would be erased from our mind for eternity. we wont go like telling bad stuff about eachother behind,... probably thats why we could stand so strong, no internal injures. ... if like one of them is missing, it feels funny, like so incomplete. maybe its like we care about one another so much, none of them are like self centred. anything, we share, when 1 of us is happy, everyones happy, but when the opposite, we would be sad together. Together, everything together. woww,.... anything in the world man, take anything away, dont take them away.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i planted a kiss on every single cheek of everyone of them!!!!!! before we had to leave. we were at the door step, as usual, it wasnt raining,..... (the weather was always fine, then when we finally bear to separate, it will rain, bloody jun!!!!) then i will start my normal groaning, i dont want to go,...... i dont want to go,,,,,............then today, i was like,.... i wanna kiss you all...... they just look at me like..... oh.......say only la, like one of her silly rubbish.......i went round in a circle,.... i kissed pat first, then kuku then yaya,.... and then gita..... muak!!!!!! when i finally looked at them all,.... i realised they were stoned. pat was like stoned....... as usual,.... but alittle more serious. kuku and yaya was like dazed and shocked and smiling and unaware what was happening. like hello???? DANA LEONG THE BABE JUST KISSED YOU????? gita too was shocked. everyone were shocked la, except me. then,.........i shouted,. i want a kiss too!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but then , those 4 crazy people were just too block. i thought that, everyone would like want to kiss me. then suddenly, it was like they still stoned!!!!! can you believe it???? anyway, i can,,,,, its not just anyone, its DANA THE BABE, that embodded a kissy on your face. i can understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahahaha.... end up only gita kissed me,.... but like so unwillingly=( hahahaha.... then found out that yaya and kuku blushing leh!!!!!! hahahahaha. pat was like , stoned. ok, anyway, no more other expression for her hor. hahahaha, i think it would kill her to kiss someone else!!!!! hahahaha, for starters she should kiss mua, then the tooterians then her boyfriend!!!!! hahahaha, i would laugh till my teeth drop out la!!!!!! pat kiss her boyfriend!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyhow,.... i should plan a new kissing session!!!!!! hahaha . crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOOTERIANS!!!!!!!! YOU ROCK MY WORLD, LOVE YOU TO THE HONEY COMB BITS LEFT OVER IN THE SWEET WRAPPER AND THE BURNT BROWNIE AT THE SIDE OF THE TRAY!!!!!!!!!!! MUAK!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys more then i love myself!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114381443908027163?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114381443908027163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114381443908027163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114381443908027163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114381443908027163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/03/man.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114363861279911248</id><published>2006-03-29T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T05:23:32.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woooooow,..... after so long,....&lt;br /&gt;i felt so terrible man, the whole of yesterday, i think i slept for 24hrs,.. all that giddy spells&lt;br /&gt;i was so feverish and i fainted on the floor of my parents room. my mum came in and was like screaming la, "dana!!!! you ok or not?????" and dragged me up the bed. ya, i thought, i died, hahaha,. ok,... i think i landed on my hand thats why, it hurts so much now, it bruised. my mum told me she heard sth drop, and thought nothinging of it, then she thought, better check it out.  then , she got a shock la, seeing me spread on the floor on all fours.&lt;br /&gt;ok,..... i think its stomache flu, make me so sick. the highest temperature recorded was 39.4. haha, sounds like the wheather temperature of dana's head.  &lt;br /&gt;yeah, i missed bothe Amaths and Emaths ca. haiiiiii, what to do?&lt;br /&gt;i was looking forward to the amaths leh, cuz, i practiced very hard.&lt;br /&gt;hai,....... sad life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a completely different note,&lt;br /&gt;but i just told steph,..... why i am sooo happy!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;dont you care, rarrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody Wins----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head up high&lt;br /&gt;You're never wrong&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the right you belong&lt;br /&gt;You would rather fight than walk away&lt;br /&gt;What a lonely way to breathe the air&lt;br /&gt;What another lovely way to say you care&lt;br /&gt;Now we're too far gone for me to say&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought that we'd come to this&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's beauty in goodbye&lt;br /&gt;(no one's wrong or right, you would rather fight than walk away)&lt;br /&gt;There's just no reason left to try&lt;br /&gt;(now it's gone too far, look at where we are)&lt;br /&gt;You push me away, another black day&lt;br /&gt;Let's count up the reasons to cry&lt;br /&gt;Look what you've missed, living like this&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wins&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the truth in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Found myself so lost, don't recognise&lt;br /&gt;The person now that you&lt;br /&gt;You claim to be&lt;br /&gt;Don't know when to stop, or where to start&lt;br /&gt;You're just so caught up in who you are&lt;br /&gt;Now you're far too high for me to see&lt;br /&gt;And I'd never thought that we'd come to this&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's beauty in goodbye&lt;br /&gt;(no one's wrong or right, you would rather fight than walk away)&lt;br /&gt;There's just no reason left to try&lt;br /&gt;(now it's gone too far, look at where we are)&lt;br /&gt;You push me away, another black day&lt;br /&gt;Let's count up the reasons to cry&lt;br /&gt;Look what you've missed, living like this&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wins&lt;br /&gt;You never say you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;Try to tell me that you love me&lt;br /&gt;But don't assume, it's too late to take it back&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's beauty in goodbye&lt;br /&gt;(no one's wrong or right, you would rather fight than walk away)&lt;br /&gt;There's just no reason left to try&lt;br /&gt;(now it's gone too far, look at where we are)&lt;br /&gt;You push me away, another black day&lt;br /&gt;Let's count up the reasons to cry&lt;br /&gt;Look what you've missed, living like this&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wins&lt;br /&gt;(Now it's gone too far, look at where we are)&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114363861279911248?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114363861279911248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114363861279911248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114363861279911248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114363861279911248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/03/woooooow.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114251039342837378</id><published>2006-03-16T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T03:59:53.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A0253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A0253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was what the silly us were doing after the softballers left!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i dont know why but i think its pretty cool, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA cuz dahlia and grace are coming over to my house now at 8pm to teach me the new steps they had came up with with their senior.&lt;br /&gt;its because there wont be time for them to teach me or the rest 2moro morning as they have to leave very early, thus the reason for us to be forced to perform our routine on monday (instead of 2moro)after the holidaies.&lt;br /&gt;so, ya,.... so excited for no reason at all. i guess it probably be, that no one has came to my house this "late" before la.&lt;br /&gt;and just now dahlia called and we were discussing on what was the prefect plan for her to teach me/us.&lt;br /&gt;plan1: go to school 2moro at 6.30am. right,.....&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly she was like: can we like meet up &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt;? like&lt;strong&gt; now&lt;/strong&gt;? i tot: man, its like 7?! but,.... hahaha still ok=) so they are coming.!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,... very happy, for a simple reason, they are coming!!!! ..... so,... what?(my brain always have this unusual voice speaking the opposite of what i feel, its very weird leh) so i realise that sometimes when i write stuff, this inner voice would just make its pressence felt and i would just write it down whats its saying ya..... right,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,.... gtg,.... i am in my jumpy mood now!!!! chao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,... cheerleaders reading this, there is a pratice 2moro at my house after the semifinals, compulsury=) yup, expect for the softballers duh,. be brushing up on everything and ya, new steps=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114251039342837378?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114251039342837378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114251039342837378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114251039342837378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114251039342837378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-was-what-silly-us-were-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114242768356061313</id><published>2006-03-15T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T05:01:23.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A0217.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy yummy!!! it was taken from a mirror!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/SP_A0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/SP_A0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa lao, how old already still go and act cute?!!!but really quite cute la!!!!hahaha&lt;br /&gt;sandy la, go and dont know what change the colour, now become like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/blur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/blur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is the image that appears in everyone's mind when they gain consciousness,~ the darlings, like angels, smiling and reassuring them that you are fine,~ while you're lying on the hosipital bed....nothing can beat that feeling when you're sure you're surrounded by your loved ones...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so innocent....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok la, thats me and sandy on sunday, photo whoring at the studio. taken with my camera-phone plus blur effect=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we tied our hair to the side, haha so funny, a bit like siao ja bo, but i like!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i sent these pics to sandy through bluetooth, then she sent it back to me through msn,. hahaha&lt;/p&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/21939572-114242768356061313?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114242768356061313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114242768356061313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114242768356061313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114242768356061313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/03/yummy-yummy-it-was-taken-from-mirror.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114234702941959932</id><published>2006-03-14T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T06:37:09.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!!!!! i went out today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;with of course, dahlia, sandy, han yi and grace!!!!!!!!! a bunch of my favourite people!!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;actually, fiona was suppose to go, but last minute she had to go back to her hometown=(&lt;br /&gt;ok, so nevermind, we had fun without her, huh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo, woke up very early today to see a chinese doctor, cuz my health is so called weak=( ok,... so i wanted to meet dahlia at bout 12, then this girl dont know what, still in the library at12. 30. so, my parents went to pick her there and we went together and reached cine leisure bout 1.15.&lt;br /&gt;this woman was really muddy, litterally, she was brown from top to toe!!!!!!!!! ok, brown hair, brown shirt, brown pants, brown shoes and.... brown bag!!!!!!!!!my goodness, she does love brown haha!!! and when i called muddy, she actaully responds!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; we walked around and i bought this pretty handphone strap, i had such a hard time picking it out from a colony of other really cute ones. dahlia was like, you just anyhow take one la!!! then she finally got grace a birthday present, it was this huge porcelin cup, haha, very cute&lt;br /&gt;so, then, han yi and sandy came, i thought sandy look pretty cool, she was wearing this baggy amy print pants, ya,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat, and blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, we bought food, nachos, pop corny, drinks and all and it was like we had to pay2.60 each!!!!! very expensive, but,..what to do?&lt;br /&gt;then , grace came!!!!!!!! i thought she looked like some model who just stepped out of a magazine cover la!!!! got air around her one leh!!!!haha, she did impressed me=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, we watched BIG MAMA2. it was good, 3.1/4 stars, it was entertaining and the plot, was of enough punch, ya, as in content too. go watch it, and i caught some steps of cheerleading, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, han yi and dahlia sat on both sides of me, i thought dahlia laugh very loud, i actually i think i also la.ok,.... whatever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thenthenthen, we went to take neos!!!!!!!!! very fun!!!!! the outcome was pretty good. and sandy, (my best friend????!!!!) took another one, and i owe her 4 bucks. it was disappointing but, acceptable la, can you imagine there was only 2 shots???!!!! anyway, we headed back home, and we walked all the way to orchard mrt with them,...grace hany and dahlia going fareast ,sandy and i going home. that walk/journey was quite memorable. its like i never felt that we had to part. in the blist of it, dahlia took pictures with her new camera, she looked like a professional photographer, haha.&lt;br /&gt;so bloody fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,..... we finally reached the mrt. i did not want to go, the urge for me to stay was so strong la. but, hai,.... it was like 5 sth, very early to you people, but,....&lt;br /&gt;i was really sad, i cant explain why, i cant bear to leave leh, its unbelievable isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;a few of you watch movie only what? what cant bear to go? meet again la?!... but,... i dont know.... unexplainable,... maybe, it means alot to me?those people, the company and the joy,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, then we took a final photo and we left, but fortunately i got sandy, the cousin of muddy. haha, through the train ride. lucky got her, if not i already forgot i need to change train.&lt;br /&gt;my best friend ah??? my best friend also stay in kemangan leh, huh.... my best friend stay in villa marina meh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh ,ya, i did not mention that on sunday, sandy came to my house for a short while, we were suppose to come up with steps for cheerleading, and yes we did, for the tilt me thingy.&lt;br /&gt;oh goodness!!!!!!!!!, it was bloody fun, and i must cry!!!!!! i &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; found a &lt;strong&gt;Werido,&lt;/strong&gt; whom, like me,... dance like no ones watching!!!!!!!!!!! we were shaking our booties and dancing to really cool music and moves!!!! its like, no one, i mean not a single human being dare come and dance their butts out in front of me, without a trace of shame, i mean,... thats cool!!!!! i know i used to do that, then people will give cold stares like 'whats that??!!!' or "cool!!!! but refuse to join in the fun. then , the moment is lost, no one likes to dance alone.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just open to some britney spears' then we just started dancing, inpromto~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so bloody cool!!!! and its of some standard k?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, and some more we are both about the same height so, its like,... hey cool!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i was really glad i found her, amongst the vast crowd of people,...&lt;br /&gt;i was dreaming( cannot dream meh??!!!) that we can form this band where we can sing and dance, it like i am from dance and she is from choir, wow, lovely. dreaming only la, then go international, hahahahahaha, dreaming only la!!!!!!!!!!! dont come and slap my face!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, ok, lovey, lovey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114234702941959932?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114234702941959932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114234702941959932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114234702941959932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114234702941959932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/03/yay-i-went-out-today-with-of-course.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114191398935357380</id><published>2006-03-09T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T06:26:38.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/char%20sew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/char%20sew.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance, dance, Dance!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness!!!!! i enjoyed myself soooo much today during dance man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;mr fathu sashayed in as usual with his huge housefly sunnglasses, and a nike sling bag all cool and arrogant.... except for his new hair cut which i find pretty ammusing. it was like the head of a cockeral. like spikes and all. we were like 'mr fathu new hair cut ah?' then he said' cool..... right!!!!''' ''' ya, right-_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,...we were supposed to do our usual warm-ups like the sleeping game and chair game but we gave it a miss cuz ms chaim and mrs thiong came to see how our public performance is progressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we had to go to our positions and all, practice and practice, i tell you ah, my hands hurt so much cuz of all those turning of our fingers and every point and finger needs mucsles to give that perfect action, you know malay dance need all that fingerly thing. then, all sec2s were absent cuz they had some amazing grace-_-. ok,.... soo after some time, we went to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so jumping and happy like my normal self. and mr fathu always mumble sth like i am so noisy in malay.&lt;br /&gt;ok,. and he calls me JOY!!!!! ARRRRhhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;today i told him angryly that i am not 'joy' and you know what he said?&lt;br /&gt;he said ' &lt;strong&gt;i dont care ' &lt;/strong&gt;wth right?&lt;br /&gt;then i ask him what my real name is, and he replied '&lt;strong&gt; dont know, dont care'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so bad!!!!!!! cuz he claims i look like joy, as in the sec 4 dance senior, its a compliment though, but,...&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i dont look like her!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;secondly,... its very embarrassing, cuz i am not close to the real joy.&lt;br /&gt;3rdly,... i am like living in her shadow, not exactly la,... but!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;4thly,.... i am not joy, which is like duh!!!&lt;br /&gt;lastly,...!!!! arrrrr, he still does not know my real name!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he calls everyone names la, like&lt;br /&gt;HONG KONG&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE&lt;br /&gt;BALLET&lt;br /&gt;PETTIE&lt;br /&gt;GIFTED(as in like smart, gifted)&lt;br /&gt;SMALL EYES&lt;br /&gt;DANIEL(ya, he called me that on one of those days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so much more la, like change everyday.&lt;br /&gt;SO, i do count myself lucky, i wont want to be called hong kong?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokokokokokok, its nice to be in his lesson, cuz its like no stress, you can just complain about anything under the sun to him or about him. but, you just have to be warned when he just say 'SHUT UP LA!!!' like very rudely, but we just laugh it off,... sometimes it just depends on his mood. but today, he was very happy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,.... so we were suppose to get into groups of 4 and me, wanying, nut and some sec 1 junior(sorry, dont know her name) got together. we had to cheograph a dance with a theme ' ocean' , the other groups were like ' fire' , 'desert' and 'forest'. so cute=), yup, so, we were the ocean gp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were like coming out with steps, he came to disturb us, do you know what he did????!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;he hanged horizontally on the bar!!!! like totally clinging on to it!!! (see pic on top)then i laughed like hell like an insane person and shouted'' he look like pork on a satay stick!!!! then he came down the bar and hit my head. and everyone started laughing, like roasted pig!!!! hahahhaa, so funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokok,... then we did so many stupid things, and keep on laughing, its like me wanyee and him, nut was pretty much very quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we had to do some sea creatures and mr fathu went like a puffer fish, a stingray, a squit, and we did stuff like crabs, stupid fishes, octopus, and i did the osyter!!!! ok,... last but not least the sea cucumber!!!!, we just cuddle our body and stayed like a dumb stone.... hahahaha, very silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyup, we were like laughing on our tummy like rolling down a hill!!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,..... serious bussiness,... we all brained stormed and i came up with lots of silly stuff not knowing that mr fathu was looking.... OHOHOHOHOHO YA,....... that reminds me!!!!! last year when i dont really know him,... i was like &lt;strong&gt;shaking my butt&lt;/strong&gt; outside the studio with nut and the others and all hahahaing. when i suddenly turned around and saw &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt; looking at me!!!! they all knew la, but no one told me!!!! then he started laughing or sth and say sth like you can shake ah.!&lt;br /&gt;the next thing i knew was, i covered my face and started running round and screaimg!!! it was bloody embarrassing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok-__- not funny,.... well, right,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to the part where i was cheographing, he said to like us ' joy, very,*^&amp;%$%^&amp;amp;*!@%&amp;amp; ah?! which meant very '&lt;strong&gt;innovative'&lt;/strong&gt; in english.&lt;br /&gt;then he said to mua :&lt;br /&gt;' next year got SYF right??? you want to be in my malay or in that ms chaim ballet???&lt;br /&gt;i was like : i can choose meh???&lt;br /&gt;he ask again : you want to be in malay SYF of in ballet???&lt;br /&gt;i thought :' it will really hurt him if i said &lt;strong&gt;i dont know&lt;/strong&gt; cuz i am like now in a MALAY class with him being my teacher"&lt;br /&gt;then, i just said :' i can choose meh???i thought is the teacher choose???&lt;br /&gt;then he said : no la, its you all choose (like real) so,... i choose you la!!!! then he gave a silly smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking eh,... i not bad leh, you know to go for SFY , is not easy to get through to the 'school team', need audition one. so,.. its like even before it even starts next year somebody already want to &lt;strong&gt;'choip' &lt;/strong&gt;me leh!!!!.&lt;br /&gt;so, i guessed(guess only what, cannot meh?!!!) that ms chaim came in and saw me dance and told mr fathu that i dance very nicely, if i were to do ballet it would be great!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(dream on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokokokokok,......&lt;br /&gt;just keep dancing , just keep dancing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;love dancing!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114191398935357380?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114191398935357380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114191398935357380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114191398935357380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114191398935357380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/03/dance-dance-dance-my-goodness-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114172711334088768</id><published>2006-03-07T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T02:25:15.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha,&lt;br /&gt;today was boring, its like there was no aim for anything, we had 2 free periods and ya, i did not do anything i had to do. blah,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohohohoh!!!!! and i got my phone already!!!! its in orange!!!! and i love it soooo much!!!! actually i wanted the pink one, but then they dont have it. so i took the orange. and its still as nice!!!! the camera funtion is like so bloody fun!!!! haha. you know everyone who saw it said that its very nice leh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, yesterday was kuan yee's birthday, i guess it was the day she was most blessed. yup, she received soooooo many presents and when i mean many, i meant reallly alot. you should see the freakin cute stuff ppl gave her. and the thing i was most amazed was from alexa. this girl gave her best frined i think more than 7 presents altogether, its like they are not even cheapskate at all!!! a billabong wallet, a jar full of homemade cookies, me to you keychain, handphone strap, really cutee mirror, a huge handmade card and a handmade 'magazine' with all their photos inside, soo bloody sweet... and i still think got more.&lt;br /&gt;you must be thinking what i got for her right?&lt;br /&gt;hhahaha, it was sth i made myself. i bought this wood thingy in a heart-shaped form and decorated on it. i spent so long doing it and i almost ruined the whole thing. fortunately, i managed to make it look presentable. you know what, when i was finally done,.. i realised it looked like a freakin cookie!!!!!! soo,... i made a box and wrote 'cookie box' on the outside.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so the next day,  i gave kuan yee the present, and when she opened the box, guess what? she actually took the wood and tried to bite!!!!! hahahahaha, soooo funny!!!!!! and she wasnt even faking!!!! i was shouting at her, 'kuan yee!!!! you cant eat that! its wood!!!! then she went, wood meh? cookie what?!!! and tried to bite it again!!! i was laughing like mad la at that time. does she not know how to tell the different???!!!! soooo silly. hahaha!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;show you the picture of the 'cookie' next time, i have it in my phone, need to upload it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, kuan yee told me that her mum said my 'cookie' was very cute!!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i ran to lyn and kneeled down in front of her. and was like 'crying' and screaming for her to forgive me at the corridoor, ppl thought i was mad. lyn got a shock i guess, ya, you know what, i forgot her birthday!!!!!! i tot it was like in april but then it was in febuary, passed already. you might think, no big deal what, give belated present la,. but,..... no!  of all ppl i cant believe i did not know this mad girl's birthday. she went to great extends to get me a birthday and christmas present. but me? i just gave her sth silly for her birthday and forgot to pass her the chirstmas present untill now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how wonderful-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo,.... to make it up to her, i treated her lunch today and giving her her present 2moro, evn though its a bit too late. but,... hai,... i am still so disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;i realise that i am super absent mined, i can be told sth, and in 1 min i can forget eveything bout it. mymy..... is there cure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,.... whatever, cheerleading its like next week,... what the hell. and &lt;strong&gt;CHERYL!!!!!! welcome to be one of us!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; this stupid alicia neh neh la, last minute say cannot join=( huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, please go sew your skirt!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;are you telling me those are just facades? no, i dont want to understand, give me back those feelings, those comforts in the soul. dont walk away, you are smiling, why are you smiling when you leave? i dont like to be alone, you have to stay, i miss you far too much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114172711334088768?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114172711334088768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114172711334088768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114172711334088768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114172711334088768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/03/haha-today-was-boring-its-like-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114122517889750555</id><published>2006-03-01T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T06:59:38.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/clam%20pink.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="134" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/clam%20pink.0.gif" width="98" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/1600/clam%20pink.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="166" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/2225/320/clam%20pink.0.gif" width="62" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, you know what,&lt;br /&gt;i think fiona aka fifi is mad,&lt;br /&gt;she can be so weird but funny at times!!!! hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;i am really grateful to her la, for helping me do my maths the other day=)&lt;br /&gt;she very helpful one&lt;br /&gt;yup, this girl ah,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what i am going to change my phone on friday!!!!! i am so excited!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i can hardly wait, i am going to get the samsung clam phone, the one that comes in 5 different colours!!!! i think i would chose either pink or orange, i dont know la, see how first. yup, you might be thinking, cha,... that phone old model liao. but,..... i have been dreaming bout it ever since it was released lor.&lt;br /&gt;it has alll the features that was ever invented, it has flash and that LED light or sth so you can take photos and vidoes in the dark,. and it has a big big memory space!!!! yup, music player and all that.&lt;br /&gt;actually i would miss my old phone alot,. i bought it around 5oo++ last time and now it dropped to a frakin $60!!!!!mymy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, my old phone took an atrocious time to load and save the photos, and always jam. but the ring tones inside are very nice=)i dont know la,....i will really miss it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,..... you dont know how happy i was today ok!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;before the start of school,.... i asked all cheerleaders to meet at the void deck during recess , and although they were all late,.... they were there, alll 11 of them plus me la!!!!! OMG, you know the 12 cheerleaders had never met in a group at 1 time before? i was bloodly happy, everyone came!!!! go 3e9!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:submit_view()"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO CHEERLEADERS, 2 MORE WEEKS TO GO!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:submit_view()"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you dont know how much i missed you,.. do you care? from the corner of my eyes, i stare at you,. why? it changed, and i dont want that to happen. it feels like we dont know each other anymore,... i cant help but cry, are you willing to try again if there is one last chance? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114122517889750555?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114122517889750555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114122517889750555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114122517889750555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114122517889750555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-you-know-what-i-think-fiona-aka.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114085705634911394</id><published>2006-02-25T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T00:44:16.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY BABES,&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE CHEER LEADERS,&lt;br /&gt;2PM AT MY HOUSE 2MORO K?&lt;br /&gt;TRY NOT TO BE LATE=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE BAYSHORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(grey colour one) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; XBayshore parkX&lt;/strong&gt;( black and white one)&lt;br /&gt;MEET AT THE CLUB HOUSE, 2ND FLOOR&lt;br /&gt;ask around, ppl will help you if you get lost=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo excited, pls dont wear skirts, errm, just a tshirt and shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i am so sad i lost my 4 cds i had burned, all those songS,...&lt;br /&gt;but i just made another tempory one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this SANDY, GRACE AND ALICA are not coming,...&lt;br /&gt;the rest still must come ah!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114085705634911394?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114085705634911394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114085705634911394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114085705634911394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114085705634911394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-babes-all-cheer-leaders-2pm-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114077112424317801</id><published>2006-02-23T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T00:52:04.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well, today was pretty messy, i dont really know whats going on, i just felt my way around-_-.... i think our state of cheerleading now, is such a failure,...=(  i came up with 5 eights and tried to teach the other cheerleaders,.... well,.... i was in for a shock....hahaha, they are all so cute=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, last year, everyone could dance nice-nice and it was damn easy to put the message(dance) across. i dont know la, actually, to be honest, i didn do much last year, i think zan and beau did most of the work, all we had to do is to be present at all meetings and learn the steps all cheographed and done up for us, just that. we dont have to worry where to stand, what steps, formation, timing, beats, movement, cheers, when to meet, where to meet,what time, what day the practices are, what kind of skirt, the colour of the skirt, where to get the skirt, how to sew the skirt, nothing of that sort.&lt;br /&gt;all we needed to do is to do all the steps we needed to, thats all. so easy, so peasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, i am in this totally new class, with me, trying to get the things in order, cheographing, teaching the others, and basically do everything? oh well, i really need help!!!! someone do the cheographing for me!!! its tiring i tell you, and its not easy at all.=( .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, so all i need the cheerleaders to do is,... to be present at all meetings, and be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;enthu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about it!!!! come on, dont just stand around when you know that our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;routine is not even a 1/4 done up yet!!!! and not even bother asking what is going on!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MYMY,... its a compettion here baby! oh well, i assume some of you are not interested=( we need to be 101% excited bout it!!!!! its the joy of going for a battle, knowing that there is a chance to win!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wow, wow, i hope that i'm not the only one here who is enthu about it-_-. i felt that special feeling before, when you work extra hard about that thingy and then win, your whole soul is like being lifted up!!!! so nice,.... then everyone would be soo happy about it  and we can go and tell our form teachers that we are the champion!!!!!, oh wow, then all those smiles from our classmates and all those smiles from other schoolmates and all the praising from other classes' eh, your cheer very nice leh!!!!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; have that thought in you!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, nothings ever easy,.... it wont just be well laid out for us la.&lt;br /&gt;so,...... please please be very very excited and joyful about the whole cheerleading thingy!!! ohno,,... how can i force you to be excited?=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you ever think that the steps are just laid down nicely for you k? behide every single detail is someone slogging their butts out to get the things right.and,... be grateful, that you wont have to squeeze your brain juices out just to get 1eight of the cheo.&lt;br /&gt;you know it reminds me of a part of emimen's when i'm gone lyrics, it goes' daddy's writing a song, &lt;strong&gt;the song aint go write itself'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai,..... can you people care more about cheerleading?!!!!well,.... if you think you do, thats too little!!!!! come on, give me/us ideas, steps, music, cheer, or just by being present, its perhaps the least you can do.....help me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh nomo!!!! i think i do sound like a bitch everyone hates cuz i push too much....hahaha, but i like!!!! but if everyone totally involve themselves, there would be no problem at all=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya!!!!! go cheerleaders!!!! and btw, the 12 of us did not even get to meet and sit down and talk and discuss about cheerleading before, can you believe that?!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, all 12 of us are reminded&lt;strong&gt; here&lt;/strong&gt; again to come to my house to practice and discuss bout impt stuff. well, what to do....the practices are impt, dont you ever think i really have nothing better to do ah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS SUNDAY, 26TH FEBUARY, 2PM START.&lt;br /&gt;26 BAYSHORE ROAD&lt;br /&gt;THE BAYSHORE.&lt;br /&gt;BUS=10, 13, 14, 43, 48&lt;br /&gt;or take to tanah merah mrt,then take 14(but i think its very complicating, i get lost sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;CLUB HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOO EXCITING!!!! the thought that we are finally meeting up, gonna have music and space to dance, is enough to make me happy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people EXPECTED to come:&lt;br /&gt;alicia&lt;br /&gt;atiqah&lt;br /&gt;angelica&lt;br /&gt;ceri&lt;br /&gt;dahlia&lt;br /&gt;dana(me, hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;grace= she say she cant make it&lt;br /&gt;jocelyn&lt;br /&gt;nicole&lt;br /&gt;sandy&lt;br /&gt;shila&lt;br /&gt;stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup,....&lt;br /&gt;ok,.... i think we are going to have our skirt dark blue and red!!!! oh,.... so nice!!!!&lt;br /&gt;opps!!! you heard that,.... dont copy har the other classes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i was thinking that 2/2 and 2/3 are our strong strong competitors. they got all those dancers!!!! well, i am also a dancer, but hai.... we just have to work extra hard!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,...&lt;br /&gt;errm,...&lt;br /&gt;ya,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, dont get enough of it, get much more of it, come on here lets fight fight fight, the champion is going to be US all right!!!!(oh, i dont know why, i just made that up!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114077112424317801?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114077112424317801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114077112424317801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114077112424317801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114077112424317801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-well-today-was-pretty-messy-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939572.post-114070444921372324</id><published>2006-02-23T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T06:39:20.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, you know what, i am sooo confusing, i confuse people around me and i confuse myself=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what i am doing la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i really forget things too easily&lt;br /&gt;its like, even if i know that someone did me wrong, i will like totally forget about it and become friends again!&lt;br /&gt;its not that its bad....&lt;br /&gt;but its like in a certain way, it can be seen as hypocrital, yup. that BIG word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,.... i cant help it leh, i dont like to hate people, its difficult to remember all those nasty things and making an effort to bring the dislike out of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like everyone=), i mean, no one has an evil thought at everytime of the day,right? and every single person has a nice side to her la(i hope)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, sometimes i dont know what i am doing, like one moment i dont like that person, then, the next, i can be happily be chatting away with that same person&lt;br /&gt;it just mean that, i forgot bout the whole negative thought already=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if its normal,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz, some people really see it as &lt;strong&gt;hypocrital,&lt;/strong&gt; like, i hate that person, but i still chat with her, so fake,....that kind of thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know la, i cant help it, SAVE ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the real &lt;strong&gt;fact &lt;/strong&gt;is that i really cannot remember,&lt;br /&gt;i dont have much space in my tiny-_-brain to store all that bad things about other people.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even remember to bring my social studies textbk when i've test the next day can,...&lt;br /&gt;its too packed with stuff like studies, dance, lyrics, oh well,... and to feed my hamster!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hating, need alot of energy, i tell you&lt;br /&gt;i have learnt that from last time,... and it is a horrible feeling,...its better to be happy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,.... there is a exception, that is, if you dont see me as a friend,... i wont too, simple as that=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,..... this whole thing is crap la,.... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;you know what???!!!! &lt;strong&gt;today gita and syzana molested me !!&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!! ARRRRRRRRGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you know they followed me into my emtpy classroom today and when they gave me that lecherious look,.... i knew sth is going to be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to ran out,... but before i could do that,.... they went to grab hold of me!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i was screaming and screaming and i was struggling and crying,&lt;br /&gt;and i felt damn helpless because it was 2 against 1!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;no one could hear me cuz they were 'screaming' happily and excitedly too. i have never felt that feeling before, it was horrible!!!!&lt;br /&gt;normally when the two rapist gita and syzana get 'aroused' and they try to get a victim,...&lt;br /&gt;and its usually me,...., there would be many people around and they would just be like 'you guys stop it la, she so poor thing', there were bright lightings and all that, sooo it wasnt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, its like there wasnt even a single soul in sight, and the lights, fans were off, the windows were closed.... so creepy.....and the feeling of being overpowered by burly people bigger than you and not being able to do anything about it, knowing whats going to happen, but unable to escape, thats the worst thing man,..... the fear imprinted in you is bloody horrible. i truely sympathize with all those rape victims..... i wonder how they overcome that fear in them.... how brave....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was covering myself with my hands and walking around dazed after that, i think i was temporary traumatized by what had happened. for a moment after that i did not even know what i was doing, i competely lost myself.... it was scary i tell you. those 2 girls are not that simple as you think.....&lt;br /&gt;FREAK YOU LA!!!!! ONE OF THESE DAYS!!!!! I&lt;br /&gt;AM GOING TO GET HELP FROM &lt;strong&gt;PAT AND KUKU&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!! HAHAHA, THEN YOU KNOW,....&lt;br /&gt;i will get pat to chase you all around untill you get breathless,....&lt;br /&gt;then get strong kuku to catch you up,....&lt;br /&gt;AND I, HAHAHAHA, WILL PERSONALLY TAKE MY OWN REVENGE!!!!! HAHAHAHAHA, YOU GUYS WATCH OUT!!!!!&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;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939572-114070444921372324?l=icings-on-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114070444921372324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939572&amp;postID=114070444921372324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114070444921372324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939572/posts/default/114070444921372324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icings-on-me.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-you-know-what-i-am-sooo-confusing.html' title=''/><author><name>Leong Jia Rui Dana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IedNgBjpYU8/SS6rU8JCwoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VtadK4J6CsQ/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
