<?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-6414600</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:04:38.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>»» lü®viñg ü i§ á bL€§siñg ««</title><subtitle type='html'>my blogg</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108859520708734729</id><published>2004-06-30T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T19:33:27.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wei wei cut his hair ! cant wait to see lorrs ! he was lyke complaining to me about his hair ?! hahas. such a cutie pie ! awww... im shoo in lub wib hm liaos ! hmm... maybe even more ba.. lalalalas. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108859520708734729?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108859520708734729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108859520708734729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108859520708734729' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108850935606826953</id><published>2004-06-29T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T19:42:36.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>y wunt u pickk up my calL... ? alL i wanted was u to go out of the lift sooner sho i can hear ur voice tilL my parents come home... ish dat rong ? jux y wunt u pickk up my calL... i duno wad i did... or wad i said. i reallie din mean to make u angry. jux before u left, u seemed happie. the moment u went out dat door, ive been sitting by the telephone... counting 5 mins from den. i tot if you got out of the lift, i cud tok to u and acompany u for a while. but wen i called, u refused to answer my calL no matter how many tymes i called. my heart was pierced. i tried to tink dat maybe u were walking and u din notice ur handphone ringing. i kept on calLing. finally, wen i heard the clickk sound me tot u pick up le, din noe u shud my calL. i called again. same tink happen. my heart broke. i felt as if u din love me anymore and din wan to tok to me already. but wad really shattered my heart was wen u switched off ur phone. no matter how many tymes i tried to get to you, i jux cant. alL i can do ish wait on the bed. hoping u wud calL me bekk. no matter how hard i try to refused to fact dat u dun want to tok to me, no matter how hard i try to tink dat u still love me... my mind tells me its not true. u only refused my calLs wen ive made u angry, or wen u dun want to tok to me... or a new alternative... u dun love me anymore. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; maybe alL guys are the same. dey get sick of deir gurlfriends after a while. jux lyke a person sick of playing the same game over and over. maybe wei wei tinks im a bother now and dun want to tokk to me. or maybe wei wei ish sick and tired of me liaos.... and he wans to find a new gurl. if dats wad he wants... shud i let him go ? but... i dun want......... i love him too much le... too much to let him go................&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; i managed to call wei wei. he was welL... reluctant to tokk to me. its as though he dun care anymore. we jux had our 5th month anniversary and i dun want it to be the last anniversary. i wan to be wib wei wei foreva ! i wan to be his till eternity... i dun want to lose him... but does he feel the same ? does he wan me to be his ? does he even care ? i wish he do. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; wei wei called again. he told me to eat my dinner and takkaire. he also said shorie. and he put down the phone. i want to calL him bekk and telL him dat i was shorie. but the thought dat i wud cry later made me lose my courage to tokk to him. y did he telL me to eat my dinner ? does he reallie care for me ? does he still love me ? he told me to takkaire. a takkaire can mean two tinkks. takkaire as in look after urself. the other ish a start of a breakk. which takkaire ish he meaning ? i reallie hoped ish not the second one. i dun wana breakk wib him. i still wan to be wib him. i reallie want... if he wans to breakk wib me, y does he still show dat he cares ? my heart ish telling me wei wei stilL love me... but my mind tells me otherwise. wei wei's actions proves my heart wrong. but wad he said earlier. shows he still care for me. i hope sho. i... im reallie confused. i wish wei wei cud hold me in his arms and telL me he truly loves me and he still cares for me. but... wishes dun come true do deyy ? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108850935606826953?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108850935606826953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108850935606826953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108850935606826953' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108834271971086910</id><published>2004-06-27T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T21:25:19.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okies. about dat genting incident... im sho freaked out now ! |: korkorx said a spirit followed his fren sizta all the wae home lors ! omgosh ! *shivers*  okies. im going to bed le. tomolo skool reopens ! cant wait to get scolding from the tchas ! aint dat cool ?! whee~ okies. swt dreams world. takkaire. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; wei wei ah... scroll down oso horx... still got one more post below. swt dreams and nite nite. love u alwaes darrling ! muaxXxxx ! wei wei.... boos ! hahas. scared ? nahz. im nt scary am i ? (: god bless u my cutie pie wei wei. aishiteru ~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108834271971086910?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108834271971086910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108834271971086910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108834271971086910' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108831489551813036</id><published>2004-06-27T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T13:41:35.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally ! im bek from dat toopid genting trip... okies. maybe not dat dumb... kinda or maybe... VERY COLD ! dere... on the first day, we went to the theme park. corkscrew and the duno wad racing one ah... very nice~ can u believe it ?! mummee booked a hotel ad the bottom of the mountains and we have to go all the wae to the top of the mountain kuz dat theme park ish all the wae up dere ?! first tyme i sat a cable car ! ^^ sho fun lors ! eh... daddee got a scolding kuz he was rockin the car wen it was in mid-air. hahas. kinda enjoyed myself dere... other den my parents. 'NO ! DUN WAN GO ROLLERCOSTER LAR... LATER MUMMEE AND DADDEE VOMIT... ' .................. um... ok... but in the end, we still draged mummee and daddee into dat corkscrew thingy. hahas. (: wasn't reallie dat scared. mind not into the rollercoaster thingy. my mind sumwhere wib wei wei ba. hahas. d: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;went to kL... took an hour bus all the wae dere. i felt lyke vomiting lorrs. came out of the bus all woozie... haix. went to another themepark. desiree bua tahan lorrs. brought her to the toilet to vomit. poor gurl. haix. valerie the best. play the roller coaster more den 2o tymes sia. while me and desiree in the toilet, she up stairs screaming away. i dun dare sit. no body hug. *shivers* scared... (: going bek was very cold. i was lyke freezing throughout the whole journey. but dat was only my body. my heart was warm... inside i din feel dat cold. maybe kuz yuwei inside lorrs. warm my heart for me. (: thanx darrling. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; we stayed ad home the whole dae wor ? nuttin to do. i stare and stare ad yuwei's photo whole afternoon. heex. (; den after dat tink of wei wei. hmm... hes grown cuter lorrs. hehex. opps. ^^  hahahas. went out eat dinner. the food was ok lors. taste the same. huahahahas. ive grown fatter ! hahahas. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;eh... ok. listen. tish ish the freaky part mann... ad nite horx. kuz me got fever mahx... sho ad 1o.oo went to orh orh liaos. suddenly gana woken up by rattling sounds lorrs. me slowly open me eyes and guessed wad i saw ? outside the balcony door got a dark dark shadow walking in and out of the door. omgosh lar ! i quickly went under the blanket. betta still larx... the toilet door started opening and closing den opening and closing again. i was lyke sho damn freaked out ?! to make things worse, the toilet door lyke nva got oiled before lorrs. creak here and creak dere. *shivers* |:  eh... luckily horx... got mosquitoes buzzing arund my ears, sho i din reallie hear much. first tyme i loved the mosquitoes lorx ! 5.4o in the morning me wake up, saw nuttin liaos............... XCEPT !  my face and hands got mosquitoes bite.... ): itchy itchy... me went out to the balcony and check. the balcony door damn damn shaky... the air outside also cold cold de. but the wind not ad all beeg lorrs. went to dat toopid toilet door, all rusty de. me duno whether its my imagination dat i saw a black shadow... but can u xplain how can the balcony door rattle and shake wen dere ish no wind ad all ? and can u xplain how the toilet door can open and close wen all the windows were closed ? eeeeyer... me dun dare type le. tish ish reallie freaking me liaos. goosebumps come out le... genting view bungalow number 1 ish damnit scary ! good tink i going bek to singapore meet my darrling liaos. if not horx, i confirm scared to death de. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; wei wei ! im home le ! yeahh ! tomolo maybe u can fetch me after skool ? i'll meet u ad the bustop or voideckk (ur choice) ad 2 ? can can dearries ? tomolo morning i'll gib u a call kaes ? muaxXxx love u lotts darrling !  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108831489551813036?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108831489551813036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108831489551813036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108831489551813036' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108791286897101830</id><published>2004-06-22T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T22:01:08.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheepieee ! for ? kuz i patch tinks up wib wei wei ! um... okies. (:  todae damn damn sian. i lost my hols hmwrk. lazy go do again. tokin abt lazy. ystrdae went to orchard. i reached dere ad 1o.3o yeahs ?! hahas. waited for half an hr jux for those two to arrive. pro lar. den after dat went to heeren to take neos ! heex. took three tymes ! after dat we went sakae to eat. jo pro lar. she eat 1/4 of the plate den dun wan eat le. she eat fish oso take sho long eat. drink the soup oso the same she look and observe karen den she look ad the soup and dun wan drink le... hahas. i loveee the ice cream 1 okies. enuff of food. went out and met yuwei ! he wib his frens which i din see dem ad all until two bois one tall one short (short clinging onto the top one lyke monkey) after dat kinda lost karen and jo. gave wei a peck den ran off. heex. *blush*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later went to taka kuz andre say he dere. sho we went lorrs. den later go bosini den no him. call him he sae he eating lunch. orh... okies lorrs. sho we went to plaza sing den andre call sae want meet. sho karen sae nvm le. hahas. we go plaza sing walk arund. den later go arcade play. hahahas. after dat dey went home. ok.... im alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for yuwei den went arcade to play again. drums are sho cool ! hahas. ok. wadeva. hahas. had a very fun tyme dere. except nt nite tyme. blehs. heex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108791286897101830?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108791286897101830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108791286897101830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108791286897101830' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108756811654642780</id><published>2004-06-18T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T22:15:16.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. i reallie gona die le. my blog lyke sho aiyoooooooooooooo. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108756811654642780?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108756811654642780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108756811654642780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108756811654642780' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108693328348866879</id><published>2004-06-11T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T13:54:43.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; a message to wei wei&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; me reallie very shorie over wad happened todae. pweese dun get angry wib me. u dun answer me calL no matter how many tymes me calL... me reallie very sad lorrs. its nt im nt puttin my best into the game. its jux tt im born lyke tish. im nt a gd player. plus... i jux wanted to help u get ur robot x. i was ad least trying my best to win. its jux dat... wen u used the bet to get me on, i seem weaker... i duno y. i jux felt as if sumone was threatening me and i din lyke it. dats why i left. i dun want you to be sad or anything. wei wei, can u plz gib me a calL ? ad least after u read tish. im reallie very shorie...... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108693328348866879?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108693328348866879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108693328348866879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108693328348866879' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108652450461995062</id><published>2004-06-06T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T20:21:44.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im shoooo dead tired. i was lyke out the whold dae todae ?! woke up late todaes. 1o.3o am. sho din called wei wei. rushed to church and after service, me went to have lunch ad sakura. celebrate grannies bdae. den after lunch, went to take neos wib siz and dad. we draged daddee in. (: i loook toopid ! |: hahas. went for tuition tilL 6 pm. den came home. im feelins sho bored now. got totallie nuttin to do ?! no mood play game. xpecially gunbound. my rank now double axe. den go into the place where the ppl all pros de. haix. not fun to play. den no mood study. the moment i take out my book, i drop dead onto the table. haix. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; yestrdae mummee was lyke telling me nt to go kloze wib wei wei. as in no hugging. i told her gurls oso hug each other y can't i hug guys ?! she sae kuz gurls canot make gurls pregnant.  sho shes telling me dat i shud stead wib a gurl larr ?! den i be lesbian she nt sho dan xin larr ?! plz lorrrs. no logic ad alL ! haix.. i reallie miss wei wei. i wan to be wib him but my parents are lyke sho. um. out of my century ?! yeahhs ?! dey stead 1o yrs together and my dad nva even hugged my mum untiL he married her ?! who will believe ?! arghz ! sho angry. and one more tinkk lorrs. i m nva gona become a lesbian ! no way will i get intimate wib a gurL ! i wilL nt get intimate wib any other guys toos ! other den wei wei of kuz. (: heex. missing wei wei again. i tish yr must wrkk hard and pass for him ! and he promised me to wrkk hard toos and pass his o levels. yupps ! we wilL strive together ! ^^ wifout my mummee nagging. hmph 1 turning rebellious. why lehhs ?! mummee and daddees turning unreasonable. hmph ! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108652450461995062?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108652450461995062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108652450461995062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108652450461995062' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108626342880509801</id><published>2004-06-03T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T19:50:28.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todae ish shooo nice~ okies. its nt lyke ive nva seen wei wei for 1ooo yrs. its jux dat, it feeLs lyke 1ooo yrs passed alreadie and i can finally see him ! (: hes stilL the same cutie eva. went to jurong point. play arcade. i was on a winning streak wen wei wei kilLed me ?! i went 'eeekk ! ' very loud lorrs. i tinkk the whole arcade heard. opps. later we watch helicopter n the prisoners of aeroplanes ! hahas. mine and wei wei's version. its supposed to be harry pooootter and the prisoner of azkabam. the story ish shoo nice till i almost felL asleep. in the end the prisoner was after dat toopid rat ?! u noe the one ron weaseL alwaes carry wib him ? yes ! dat one ! well... its kinda cute. ^^ harmony hanger (granger) held on to rons weaseL hand. why ?! i duno liaos ~ ^^ forgot. but its shoo swt. and very funny. hahahas. got were wolf. heeZ... i was lyke the first half bored to death. the other half, frightened. wei wei very engroosssed wib the show. nva li wo le. hahas. he was wrapping his arms arund me. (: warm... sho nice. after dat went to yew tee the food court eat dessert. shared ice kachang. fed him a whiLe den later played a game . see hu can dig a deep hole. no one won. kuz we both forgot we were playing. hahas. wei wei wasn't feeLing reallie welL. he sent me to my doorstep and gave him a kiss before he went off. reallie hope hes ok now. he seems tired wen he went off. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt; lord , our father. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;watch over my darrLing and send him safely back home. in ur name i pray for him. &lt;br&gt;amen. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108626342880509801?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108626342880509801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108626342880509801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108626342880509801' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108626335331431429</id><published>2004-06-03T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T19:49:13.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todae ish shooo nice~ okies. its nt lyke ive nva seen wei wei for 1ooo yrs. its jux dat, it feeLs lyke 1ooo yrs passed alreadie and i can finally see him ! (: hes stilL the same cutie eva. went to jurong point. play arcade. i was on a winning streak wen wei wei kilLed me ?! i went 'eeekk ! ' very loud lorrs. i tinkk the whole arcade heard. opps. later we watch helicopter n the prisoners of aeroplanes ! hahas. mine and wei wei's version. its supposed to be harry pooootter and the prisoner of azkabam. the story ish shoo nice till i almost felL asleep. in the end the prisoner was after dat toopid rat ?! u noe the one ron weaseL alwaes carry wib him ? yes ! dat one ! well... its kinda cute. ^^ harmony hanger (granger) held on to rons weaseL hand. why ?! i duno liaos ~ ^^ forgot. but its shoo swt. and very funny. hahahas. got were wolf. heeZ... i was lyke the first half bored to death. the other half, frightened. wei wei very engroosssed wib the show. nva li wo le. hahas. he was wrapping his arms arund me. (: warm... sho nice. after dat went to yew tee the food court eat dessert. shared ice kachang. fed him a whiLe den later played a game . see hu can dig a deep hole. no one won. kuz we both forgot we were playing. hahas. wei wei wasn't feeLing reallie welL. he sent me to my doorstep and gave him a kiss before he went off. reallie hope hes ok now. he seems tired wen he went off. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt; lord , our father. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;watch over my darrLing and send him safely back home. in ur name i pray for him. &lt;br&gt;amen. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108626335331431429?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108626335331431429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108626335331431429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108626335331431429' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108626333885684248</id><published>2004-06-03T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T19:48:58.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todae ish shooo nice~ okies. its nt lyke ive nva seen wei wei for 1ooo yrs. its jux dat, it feeLs lyke 1ooo yrs passed alreadie and i can finally see him ! (: hes stilL the same cutie eva. went to jurong point. play arcade. i was on a winning streak wen wei wei kilLed me ?! i went 'eeekk ! ' very loud lorrs. i tinkk the whole arcade heard. opps. later we watch helicopter n the prisoners of aeroplanes ! hahas. mine and wei wei's version. its supposed to be harry pooootter and the prisoner of azkabam. the story ish shoo nice till i almost felL asleep. in the end the prisoner was after dat toopid rat ?! u noe the one ron weaseL alwaes carry wib him ? yes ! dat one ! well... its kinda cute. ^^ harmony hanger (granger) held on to rons weaseL hand. why ?! i duno liaos ~ ^^ forgot. but its shoo swt. and very funny. hahahas. got were wolf. heeZ... i was lyke the first half bored to death. the other half, frightened. wei wei very engroosssed wib the show. nva li wo le. hahas. he was wrapping his arms arund me. (: warm... sho nice. after dat went to yew tee the food court eat dessert. shared ice kachang. fed him a whiLe den later played a game . see hu can dig a deep hole. no one won. kuz we both forgot we were playing. hahas. wei wei wasn't feeLing reallie welL. he sent me to my doorstep and gave him a kiss before he went off. reallie hope hes ok now. he seems tired wen he went off. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt; lord , our father. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;watch over my darrLing and send him safely back home. in ur name i pray for him. &lt;br&gt;amen. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108626333885684248?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108626333885684248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108626333885684248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108626333885684248' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108622068423836670</id><published>2004-06-03T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T07:58:04.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whaha ?! my 1oo attempt and i stilL faiLed ?! ive been lyke trying to fix tt toopid template of mine ! and after sho many tymes, i stilL din make it. ): boo hoos. hahas. had a reallie swt dream last nite. dreamt tt wei wei was wib me hugging me. den was lyke smiling... tilL my sis had to come wake me up to askk me why i smiLe wen i sleep de. hahas. sho swt lorrs ! me love wei wei lotts ! my poor darrLing now lyke suffering from duno wadd. maybe me nva gib him enuff warm ba. ): me must jia you ! must try warm wei wei up lotts lotts ! hmm... todae going out wib him ! hahas. ^^ sho happie ! great. i'm crazie. welL, ppL very de happie now ! ystrdae nva see him, ad least todae can ! betta go ban mei mei. d: must tie nice nice todae. hahahas. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108622068423836670?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108622068423836670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108622068423836670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108622068423836670' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108613815571979006</id><published>2004-06-02T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T09:02:35.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whah ?! vesak dae todae ah ?! how come i duno ?! *looks right looks left** now 8.51 am. only ?! -_-  my dad's telLing my sis dat mohammad went to move the mountain and not the mountain went to mohammad... ? um... ellos~ i dun understand ! okies . another tinkk i dun understand ish guys from other countries. dere's tish guy, toking to me on msn. he rote nuttin else but 'where ish the love'  um... yeah. okies. i ask him how old ish he, he type 'where ish the love' i askk him which country, he type 'where ish the love' ish he a fan of black peas ?! welL, wadeva~  ((:  okies. missing wei wei lotts. he has to go to wrkk later. yupps. haix... gona miss him even more. ): hope he'lL be fine. may my guardian angeL watch over him. i'lL blog more later. kuz my mom's naggin me to quickly go do me hmwrkk. why lehhs ? she wan bring me go out later. sho i'm going out on a family gai gai. eww... can imagine how boring it wud b. i'm going out wib kids age 7 to 12 ?! mann... alL deyy do ish, i wan play slide ! jiejiex, i wan go toilet ! &lt;-- every 1o mins my sis wan go toilet. a bit can larr... but horx, dey oso v cute ! deyy go 'jiejiex wan lolliepop ? ' sho cute lorrs ! denn deir eyes lyke beegg beegg de ! ^^ sho cute ! okies okies . reallie gota stop le. if not the nex tyme u see me, my ears drop. cya alL later~  (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108613815571979006?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108613815571979006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108613815571979006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108613815571979006' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108595796905622914</id><published>2004-05-31T06:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T06:59:29.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; 6.5o in the morning//mondae &lt;/b&gt; listening to 'holding out for a hero'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; wishing wei wei alL the best in his tinkk . realLie hope hes happie . in another 2 hr 1o mins, i'lL be in the bath room. in another 3 hr 1o mins, i'lL be off to eat breakfast alone . in another 4 hr 1o mins, i'lL be in the nosiy mrt . in another 5 hr 1o mins, i'lL be alone in the void deckk, if not walking aimlessly in amk centraL . but no matta where i am, no matta where u are, u'lL foreva be in my heart . u'lL foreva have me wib u . i'lL support ur decision no matta wadd . u'lL foreva be the best . (: as long ur happie, i'lL be happie for u . love u lotts darrling . &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108595796905622914?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108595796905622914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108595796905622914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108595796905622914' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108593001897386673</id><published>2004-05-30T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T23:32:36.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;morning/afternoon &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei wei ish sho sweet . he helped me find the hero song .jux after one dae ! ain't he a sweetie ?! ((:  and guess wad ? i'm gona meet him tomolo ! hes going to send me to skooL ! omgosh . i can't find my sj card ! ahh ! help ! betta go find liaos .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;nite&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess ive got my hopes to high again . i was sho into meeting wei wei tomolo after 2 very loong daes dat i nva tot anitinkk cud stop me from seeing him in the morning . welL, i guess i was sho rong . wei wei can't bring me to skooL in the morning animore . ):  he has his own probs . welL, i have to be understanding . ad least ive tried . but i reallie can't controL myself . ' why must he make me feeL as if he wud come to fetch me ?! ish he going to go bekk on his wrd again ? ' im selfish . very selfish . ive nva even spared a tot for him . anger and devastation swept through me . dats alL the feeLing i had . not even a singLe one for my poor darrling . how can i eva be perfect for him ? he alwaes saes im his perfect angeL but its nt true . im nt even near perfection . im selfish, childish, weird, scared of almost everytinkk in the world, weak, and ive nva even tot of how my darrling wud feeL . how can i be perfect ?! i... i jux wan him to be happie . i guess maybe its betta for him to go for his tinkk in the morning instead of bringing me to skooL . i shalL have breakfast alone . go into the mrt alone . and probably gona live my life alone . again . welL, its nt lyke ive nva had tish life before ritez ? i was alwaes alone by the wae . jux dat i shud start getting used of wei wei nt by my side . jux one dae and i'm wishing he was beside me . im turning useless dae by dae . jux lyke a pocupine which has been trying sho hard to get rid of her spikes sho she cud allow her liL angeL to hug her wibout getting pricked . but wibout her spikes, she'lL die wibout the protection of her liL angeL . i wilL die one dae wibout the pretection from wei wei . &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; asking myself again and again . am i the suitable gurL for him ? did i eva brought to him happiness ? ish he even happie wib me ? i duno... my head's in a fix now . i'lL be alone tomolo again . dun wana go to skooL nemore . &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; im overpowered by darkness . nuttin's going to help me . no one's going to help me . i'm completely covered by shadows . can feeL // no more huggs . no more kisses . no more love . //only a sense of coldness . i'm frozen . &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108593001897386673?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108593001897386673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108593001897386673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108593001897386673' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108588242278356381</id><published>2004-05-30T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T10:00:22.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiyayayaya ~  i duno wadds got into my messenger but i jux cud not sign in ! untiL todae morning , i tried again and i cud sign in ! toopid tinkk. now my frens wud tinkk i'm angry wib dem and i dun wan to tokk to dem .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae gotta go to church and pray . bbies world~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108588242278356381?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108588242278356381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108588242278356381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108588242278356381' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108548835924585833</id><published>2004-05-25T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T20:32:39.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;ihateit-&lt;/b&gt;no one understands me ad alL&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; i can't seem to get along with my family lately. the moment i come home, they wilL blast at me. normally i wud jux sit dwn dere and sleep while they scold me. but now. its diff. i wud blast at them bekk. till they leave me alone. i can't stand it. y can't the world stop picking on me ? can't this world ever stop betraying me ? it hurtts. painfuL.i dun wan tish feeling. dun wan tish toopid feeling ad alL ! i'm lost. can't find the old me bekk. too much heart piercing experience have changed me. halfwae. i guess. i dun wan to be picked on. i dun want to be bullied. i dun want to be called dumb anymore. but... i am dumb. ain't i ? no matter how hard i study. no matter how hard i try. i'm nva gona do anitinkk rite. i'm a born failure. y am i even in tish world ?! to kuz hurt and pain to everyone arund me isit ?! damn ! i want an answer ! why ish everywhere arund me sho dark ? y can't no one hear me ? someone pweese answer me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108548835924585833?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108548835924585833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108548835924585833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108548835924585833' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108519311670321292</id><published>2004-05-22T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T10:31:56.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know why. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;i jux feel a sense of loneliness when i reached home. &lt;br&gt;its like there is sumtinkk missing in my life.&lt;br&gt;sumtinkk's gone. &lt;br&gt; i can't describe it in words.&lt;br&gt;it reallie hurts. &lt;br&gt; everything seems to be the same &lt;br&gt; nothing is ever nice anymore. &lt;br&gt; no more nice programs on teevee. &lt;br&gt; sad songs play on the radio. &lt;br&gt; and i'm lying on the floor. &lt;br&gt; i can't find wadds missing. &lt;br&gt; i can't explain wadd's left. &lt;br&gt; i jux feel so cold. so dark. &lt;br&gt; so silent i can't even hear my breath &lt;br&gt; nuttin is going to bring me bekk to life. &lt;br&gt; i'm lost in tish dark world of mine forever. &lt;br&gt; i'm nva going to escape out of my own fear. &lt;br&gt; there is no one out dere to save me. &lt;br&gt; i'm alone. &lt;br&gt; i'm scared. &lt;br&gt; i cold. &lt;br&gt; i hate tish feeling. &lt;br&gt; am i too far away? &lt;br&gt; am i lost?&lt;br&gt; where am i? &lt;br&gt; can i still be save ?  &lt;/center&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; nope. i'm lost in trance. too deep to be rescues. i'm gone foreva. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108519311670321292?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108519311670321292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108519311670321292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108519311670321292' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108505840703386031</id><published>2004-05-20T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T21:06:47.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;we are all, enemies,&lt;br /&gt;we're all out to kill barney,&lt;br /&gt;wib a gun shot bang bang, barney on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;no more purple dinosaur. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; ^^  sho cutex lorrs !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;barney ish a dinosaur, from our imagination.&lt;br /&gt;wen hes meann its wad we call a dinosaur sensation.&lt;br /&gt;barney teach us how to kill and teach us how to fight.&lt;br /&gt;teach us how to make voodoos,&lt;br /&gt;but nuttin eva goes right.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; tish ish oso sho cute !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; hahas. got a lot of tish kind of craps. frenx ruleZ~ ^^ &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; shorie. i'm sot liaos. huahahaahahaha. *sniff. whahahaha~ &lt;br&gt;heeZ... &lt;center&gt;takkaire worldie ! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt; dead foreva. nah~                     *side ppl : sot gurl. hahahs. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108505840703386031?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108505840703386031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108505840703386031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108505840703386031' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108505770442429052</id><published>2004-05-20T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T20:55:04.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todae woke up prettie late. called wei wei denn head off to skool. sho angry todae. i reallie hate creating wars but she went too far alreadie. i forgot my handout. sho i borrowed jolene's. me scored jo later scold me if i rite notes on her paper sho i was abt to rite on the post-it lorrs. tayati came and confiscated it before i even wrote anytinkk on it. fine. no beegg deal. i rested my head on the table. denn she came and askk me to take dwn notes. okies lorrs. i take notes halfwae, she confiscated my notes wifout even looking ! u sae i pissed nt ? arghz ! i told her she took my notes larr ! denn she sae i shouted larr. pweese lorrs. my voice ish natural loud. i hate kuzzing chaos. but u guys have to push me to it. in the end i cried. jux becuz i can't take it animore. shes reallie gone too far. arghz ! sho maluating ! now mohan oso noes larr ! (kuz he saw me crying) can't stand her. tomolo still got eng remedial larr. great. i want to study history lorrs. in the end got to go for tt toopid remedial. its nt lyke got use liddat. *shruggs- hate tayati mann. ad least caipokk nt tt badd. she gave us fri, sat and sun to study out history and she wil collect the chinese compo on tues. ad least she cares more abt us denn tt tayati. grrr... aiya. dun care liaos. mish wei wei lotts. praying for wei wei~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108505770442429052?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108505770442429052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108505770442429052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108505770442429052' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108462876011602556</id><published>2004-05-15T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T21:46:00.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whaha!! todae got headache. sho nva go sjab. haix... todae very boring. lamee ish getting lamer everydae... (laymee//lamer)  gettit?? sho pissed wib my sis. i'm using the net and she picks up the phone. and denn my whole connection goes haywire!! arghz!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108462876011602556?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108462876011602556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108462876011602556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108462876011602556' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108445060025198362</id><published>2004-05-13T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T20:16:40.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whahas!! todae caipokk was lyke blahing againn. i got gastric b4 recess... sho i miss drill. denn after recess, i got a horrible tummie cramp.  )):  haix... todae nuttin much special. other denn we practice our dancing after skool. during lessons, was riting lettas. condemning sum complainer in our klazz. i reallie hate tt person. all she does ish complain and complain. almost vrytinkk larr. denn she keep on saying stress still wan to do vrytinkk. weirdo larrs. her problem. hahahas. rote shir's n jeannie's letta. still got lil watermelon jnr letta!! ^^  heeZ... i still owe huiting, jie ying and chloe letta. hahas... |:  rite until hand pain. hahas. daes passed very fast. i'm gona continue blogging another dae. gtg make onee paste now... damn... i left the recipe in klazz... i hate myself mann... gtg askk hui hui liaos. haix... takkaire world!! and dun be as forgetful as me!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108445060025198362?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108445060025198362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108445060025198362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108445060025198362' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108419466003059580</id><published>2004-05-10T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T21:11:00.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whah. my blogger suddenly turned blue to beach. sho weird. ewww.. freakkie... hahas. but nice lehhs. juz tt a bit nt hard to use. not used to it. alwaes clickk rong tinkk. hahas. todae supposed to study wib tian shun de... in the end, we ended up in the playgrd toking abt history and other stuffs. hahas. sho fun. went mrt tt tyme, sho manie ppl. dun wan take 1st train. denn later dun wan take 2nd train. denn more and more ppl summor!! haix. in the end, no choice. hahas. i'm gona flunk my chinese 2molo. forgot bring book bekk larrs. abit can ritez??!! arghz!! haix.... yuwei said fly me... i scared. 2molo i go see wadd "fly" means. wei wei still not home. i kinda worried. he earlier after seeing me home he dun seem very okies. lyke wana faint liddat. i reallie very scared sumtinkk will happen to him. touchwood... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; god, i pray to you. watch over my wei wei and make sure hes alrite. in jesus name i prayy. amen. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; wei wei ah, takkaire of yurself okies?? drink lots of water and have plenty of sleep. dun make me worry le. me reallie very scared. darrling, me lub u alwaes. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108419466003059580?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108419466003059580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108419466003059580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108419466003059580' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108410118646576973</id><published>2004-05-09T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T19:17:37.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i lub simple plan!! ^^   hahas. lame. but its sho true!! theyy rox lotts!!   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;simple plan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;god must hate me now.&lt;br&gt;lyrics-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I just wanted to have fun&lt;br /&gt;To go out with my friends &lt;br /&gt;I took my dad's car&lt;br /&gt;I never thought he would find out&lt;br /&gt;But I crashed in a wall&lt;br /&gt;Man I'm dead&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's no use&lt;br /&gt;I'm screwing up ever little thing I ever try to do&lt;br /&gt;I was born to lose&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God must hate me &lt;br /&gt;He cursed me for eternity&lt;br /&gt;God must hate me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should pray for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking down and you can't save me&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in hell &lt;br /&gt;And I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had to study for this test&lt;br /&gt;I forgot man I'm dead&lt;br /&gt;And now my brain is bursting out of my head&lt;br /&gt;I can't think I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's no use&lt;br /&gt;I'm screwing up every little thing I ever try to do&lt;br /&gt;I'm born to lose&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Must hate me&lt;br /&gt;He cursed me for eternity&lt;br /&gt;God Must hate me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should pray for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking down and you can't save me&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in Hell and&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what in the world am I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;I never did anything to you&lt;br /&gt;So can't you find something else to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Must hate me&lt;br /&gt;He cursed me for eternity&lt;br /&gt;God Must hate me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should pray for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking down and you can't save me&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in Hell and&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;(God must hate me)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;(God must hate me)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;(God must hate me)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;(God must hate me)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;(God must hate me)&lt;br /&gt;You can't save me &lt;br /&gt;God Must hate me now &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108410118646576973?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108410118646576973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108410118646576973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108410118646576973' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108402098465437335</id><published>2004-05-08T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T21:00:53.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="4"&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/takequiz.php?quizname=040508084115-how~p20well~p20you~p20noe~p20me~p3F~p3F"&gt;my quiz!! how well do you noe me?? dare to try?? jia you!! ^^  &lt;/A&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my own quiz lehhs. to see how well u all noe me. hahahahas. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108402098465437335?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108402098465437335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108402098465437335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108402098465437335' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108402092872897230</id><published>2004-05-08T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T20:59:57.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiyo. 2dae sho tire.ing. i reach skool at 7.58 denn realised nva bring waterbottle. lucky mummee still in skool carparkk, sho askk her send me to cheers. bought the bottle liaos. faster rush to skool. denn forget. anihow cut squad. d:  shorie larr... i forgot wadd... wenxun came bekk larrs. gana scolded. haix... wen fall in sq tt tyme. fa dou until can die. lyke going to faint liddat. but sqd interaction fun larr. halfwae tokk abt ghost stories. eeee.... okies. denn went do drills again. sec fours are sho meann!! dey make us do sho much drills le, still expect us sae loud loud timing. where got such tinkk??!! denn still make us pump larr. even more tired. still xpect louder timing. sho pissed!! arghz!! sec fours are meann... some onlie. hahas. after skool go meet wei wei. hes getting cuter everydae. not to mention, chubbier.  ^^  maybe kuz i'm feeding him everytyme. hahahas. kidding. went for tuition. even more fun. the lame king horx. he pro. he one person against 3 person. poor tinkk. gana bullied. hahas.  but hes sho swt. he gave me the 5566 2nd album cd. sweetie pie.  hahas. kelian. alwaes get bullied in klazz. kuz he the shortest boi dere. hahahas// no offence laymee.  hahas. kaes. gtg now.  bies world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108402092872897230?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108402092872897230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108402092872897230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108402092872897230' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108374619599010577</id><published>2004-05-05T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T16:41:00.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't help it... i reallie can't.. i reallie felt sho lost, sho betrayed, sho hurt. i reallie can't control myself. i cried. todae home econ klazz was fun. we made koniyaku jelly!! oh yeahhs. its sho bleh... bland. hahas. guessed we overdone it. we also made um... bread. we used ready bread to make a bagal  ^^  its nice~  ((: yeahhs. after home econs. i duno y. i felt sho sad. its lyke, everybody came over to use our stuffs. lyke the stove and all this. denn they just leave it dere and went off. leaving me to do all the cleaning up. okies. fine. worse of all, everyone left and i was dere all alone. i just felt that some frens canot be trusted. its lyke she's out to betray u liddat. that person larr. come all the wae over to our table just to take our food, denn after that, she go awae. hahas larr. i was left to clean the whole mess up alone. the mess is a lot lorrs. the teacher see still scold me. the chopping board got lettuce sheard all over. the spoon have koniyaku paste on it. there is an extra of almost everything. how am i going to explain to gurong? the floor also v dirty lorrs. dere are lyke mushrooms and egg shells on the floor. tsk tsk tsk. pans are in the sinks, bowls are on tables and sink. haix. cleared everytink up asap. deyy all sae go do project. okies lorrs. since project more important. but i was reallie hurt. duno y... i shud go and understand demm. but deyy jus left me dere. i... i dun wana blogg animore. takkaire world. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; lessons learn todae. nva trust people sho easily. some frens &lt;b&gt;betray&lt;/b&gt; each other.  xpeciallie the someone i noe. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108374619599010577?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108374619599010577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108374619599010577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108374619599010577' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108365448576819944</id><published>2004-05-04T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T15:12:06.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whalalalas. now in skool. toopit jolene dragg me in here de. nuttin to do. come here and blog, blog and blogg!! hahahahahas. yeahhs. haven been blogging for lyke sho long. heeZ... sianz lorrs. tian shun korkorx nt arund... reallie v scared for him. i tinkk he nowades lyke men men bu len de. kinda worried for him. *shivers* ywuei oso. ystrdae gave me a shockk... we parted ad 6.30 and he haven reached home b4 8. i got sho worried sho called him to askk. my wei wei go arcade playy larr... scare me. hahas. sho happie hes ok now. ((:    &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   todae hist was sho... um... okies... gd. ((:  i din manage to answer all and i tinkk i'm going to fail!! arghz!! whahahaha~  ^^  nvm. fail den fail. ova le. nex tyme put in more effort to study. tralalalalas. sians larr. haix... life sux... no it dun. life ish perfect... not reallie perfect yet, near perfection. but, yuwei made it perfect. ((:   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108365448576819944?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108365448576819944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108365448576819944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108365448576819944' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108331704031949768</id><published>2004-04-30T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:28:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>again, i've lost//  &lt;br /&gt;lyrics : me. &lt;br /&gt;song: tune ish ritten below. played on piano&lt;br /&gt;note* i'm doing this for fun. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again i've lost//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wud u believe if i said that i love you&lt;br /&gt;wud you doubt me if i said it was true&lt;br /&gt;wud u stay here by my side? oh baby, &lt;br /&gt;wud u see me thorugh the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wud u cheer me up wen i m upset? &lt;br /&gt;wud u calm me down wen i'm mad. &lt;br /&gt;it wasn't easy but i've tried my best&lt;br /&gt;to keep this alive yet it turned out a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have lost, everything.&lt;br /&gt;all that i had, since u walked out that door. &lt;br /&gt;all the memories i've collected &lt;br /&gt;since the dae, i've met you, i have lost it all. &lt;br /&gt;nothing ever gona be the same no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one expected us to part&lt;br /&gt;its wasn't even in my plan, oh no...&lt;br /&gt;i've never ever wished&lt;br /&gt;for our relationship to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bridge :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, oh baby, can't u see?                  &lt;br /&gt;how much, u reallie mean to me??&lt;br /&gt;darrling, i reallie wan u to know &lt;br /&gt;that i dun wan you to go~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost it again//lost in hurt and pain, nothing's ever gona be the same.... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108331704031949768?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108331704031949768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108331704031949768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108331704031949768' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108323510688065722</id><published>2004-04-29T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T18:42:43.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whipee lalalas. ^^ todae got dj come our skool!! oh yeahhs?? yeahhs~ ((:  i onlie remember the guy dj's name. heeZ... his name ish jeffery &lt;- duno how spell short form, jeff. dey from 833 i tinkk. sho fun lorrs. we in the hall laugh until stomache pain. me was playing wib caro's furry thingy. hand phone pouch. hahas. v cute lorrs. green thingy.hahahahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108323510688065722?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108323510688065722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108323510688065722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108323510688065722' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108323003373122127</id><published>2004-04-29T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T17:18:10.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whahas~ haven been blogging for lyke... hmm...... duno how long liaos. hahas. well. not going thorugh detail todae... or i'll have to write lyke siao liaos.... sho me will rite onlie all the nice nice one. grace and jolene. &lt;-- whah!! main stars here. dey ah... that tyme quarrel over hu will put bekk the bowl. after that, grace called jolene ape. and jolene called grace worm. hahas. nvm. deyy quarrel all the wae to the flagpole stand. denn grace become the flag and jolene ish the flagpole. dey were lyke "wifout the flagpole the flag canot fly" "the flag can fly wen dere ish wind. dunit the lamp post." a bitt cann larr. the two hs wifes. hahas. aunties. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; caipokk was lyke scolding us. denn she go to the board and started!! hahas. riting wenn she heard a "eeee" sound. she saw a needle in the chalk. hahas. complain complain. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; yuwei bought this cute cute pillow for me for our &lt;b&gt;3rd mth anniversary!!&lt;/b&gt;  sho cute lorrs!! it has two bears head on the pink pillow. and a i love u in the middle. the love ish represted by a heart which ish popping out!! sho cute!!  ^^  heeZ... made him my hamster. let him eat the mushroom soup which i cook (completely tasteless i supposed...) and he saes its nice. let him oso drink the orange smoothie.  (i supposed its horrible too) and he saes its gd. gosh... his tastebudds got problem. hahas. saw tian shun after tt in jubilee. cool ehhs? i gib him a hug and yuwei sae tian shun korkorx face turned red. hahahas. tts sho adorable. tokk to both of demm. hahas. nice. going play games le. takkaire world and smile alwaes! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108323003373122127?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108323003373122127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108323003373122127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108323003373122127' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108263732061408148</id><published>2004-04-22T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T20:39:27.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny Complaint Letter of a TP student. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls pass it around to other poly studentz or sec &lt;br /&gt;sch studentz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real funny, THIS IS NOT A SPAM!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Principal, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Complain on Temasek Polytechnic &lt;br /&gt;School Fee &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lim bei ka li kong, you have charge me with &lt;br /&gt;unfair school fee. Lim bei bo join any student &lt;br /&gt;union wat 4 charge me wif student union fee! &lt;br /&gt;KNN... i attachment outside still charge me &lt;br /&gt;internet access fee, ke si ar! Yio siew, u think &lt;br /&gt;lim bei rich ar! KNN i work till siao also jus &lt;br /&gt;barely make it. Still retain me for 1 sem. u &lt;br /&gt;think everyone makin $$ like u all ar. Kaoz... &lt;br /&gt;Econ bad leh... still dun gif discount stay for &lt;br /&gt;3 years liao, discount a bit cannot ar. Ge Gao! &lt;br /&gt;i go buy food for 2 weeks auntie oso charge &lt;br /&gt;less, somemore i study TP 3 years liao still no &lt;br /&gt;rebate. still wan me to pay extra $$. KNN, next &lt;br /&gt;time u try ppl overcharge u lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa lao eh, last time tt indian principal let us &lt;br /&gt;play dai dee in school, u now come liao then &lt;br /&gt;cannot play. wat freakin problem u have!!! u &lt;br /&gt;cant win in dai dee also cant stop us from &lt;br /&gt;playin wat. All work n no play make us dumb &lt;br /&gt;students k! u read so much still dunno ar. wat &lt;br /&gt;kinda of a freakin principal r u! u think u big &lt;br /&gt;ar! ur size big onli. do nuttin n earn so much! &lt;br /&gt;na bei take my school fee go play mahjong issit! &lt;br /&gt;kaoz, pay so much but facilities still so bad. &lt;br /&gt;canteen no air con, so many birds fly here, fly &lt;br /&gt;there. U think funny issit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimmin pool so small, somemore no lady life &lt;br /&gt;guard. and the dance studio no ppl dancin air &lt;br /&gt;con still on, u think air con bill u pay one ar! &lt;br /&gt;waste my money on unuse air con! somemore the &lt;br /&gt;sports facilities oso lao ya one, basketball bo &lt;br /&gt;hong, squash ball buay tiao. na bei, u think &lt;br /&gt;funny issit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I oso wanna tok bout the lab ar, KNN build more &lt;br /&gt;lab lar! free access always full. and we use to &lt;br /&gt;have a set of equipment each for lab but now 2 &lt;br /&gt;person share 1. u sell the rest issit! earn &lt;br /&gt;profit still raise school fee! u outside earn so &lt;br /&gt;much then still kapok our school fee. Ke si ar! &lt;br /&gt;u so good then go SP lar.SP big school and more &lt;br /&gt;students, u can exploit them wat. u think TP &lt;br /&gt;students hao qi fu ar! Burn ur car then u know. &lt;br /&gt;So rich ar, employ a security to "protect" ur &lt;br /&gt;car  somemore still got 1 video cam. u think u &lt;br /&gt;drive sports car or Limo?! u car onli Nissan &lt;br /&gt;Sunny, act machiam like very high class like tt. &lt;br /&gt;Ppl drive Benz oso park outside ar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Poly got fast food except TP, u go build 1 &lt;br /&gt;fast food resturantlar...damn pai seh u noe, ppl &lt;br /&gt;always make fun TP no fast food. Carona oso bo &lt;br /&gt;yong... u keep so many Kois for wat, u think our &lt;br /&gt;school fee for u to buy Kois ar! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that u charge less (better if no need pay &lt;br /&gt;school fee).Otherwise &lt;br /&gt;undesirable action will be taken against you and &lt;br /&gt;your damn car!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from a very buay song student, &lt;br /&gt;                              T0uy@ Ak|r@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108263732061408148?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108263732061408148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108263732061408148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108263732061408148' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108225279029933483</id><published>2004-04-18T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T09:50:31.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whah.... red hs came in 2nd!! oh yeah~ sho happie!! ^^  its rather amazing lorrs, yellow hs ad first ish 4th de... denn wen everytinkk end liaos, yellow become 3rd. poor grenny... must b sho humiliating for demm... if me nt rong, green hs nva last b4. feelins sho shorie for demm... me can't stand blueeee!! alwaes 1st!! hahas. shorie blueee. reddie will get champion nex yr!! hahas.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i  din expect it to be sho fun lehhs. i tot sportx dae was alwaes sho boring. kuz the outcome alwaes d same. blueee, denn greenie, followed by yelloweee and reddie.. sho nuttin much fun... but tish yr one was reallie funn!! ^^  tricia came bekk btw. she's in choir~ o.0  and guess wadd... *pretends to be angry* she took 10 secs jux to remember my name!! hahahas. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; sho bored. came home called yuwei denn start rotting. hahas. ((:  haven had tish much fun on sprtx dae. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; best of all larx... me saw yuwei!! he brought me to skool 2dae.  well... he sae kuz 2dae i sportx dae sho he let me be taller denn him for once. hahas. cutie lorrx he. haix. its sho easy being taller denn him. hes jux 1-2 cm taller denn me. and denn me wear sportx shoe. and he refuse to stand straight. of kuz me taler larr. hahas.wadeva. true love does nt have height as one of the factors. ((:  hes still my lil sweetie. lub u foreva dearrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108225279029933483?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108225279029933483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108225279029933483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108225279029933483' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108201720071740527</id><published>2004-04-15T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T16:25:04.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omgosh!! tish ish reallie sho freakie!! yeahhs?? nessie twin.eee has the same [o%] for ting xie and the same [5%] for our maths paper and gues wadd..?? we both got [82%] in our chinese paper!! sho freakie lorrs!! i mean... even though we r "twinz" its nt that frightening ba.... same marks for three subject. and guess wadd?? if she pass, i confirm pass. if she fail, i confirm fail. hahas. tokk abt horror movies. ((: todaes prettie much the same. other denn caipokk wearing polka dotted &lt;b&gt; translucent&lt;/b&gt; silk material coat and blackk pants instead of yestrdae leopardy outfit. hahas. almost everyone saes she a bitt nt showing off her fats larr. canot stop laughing lorrs. after skool, duno wadd happen larr... b4 assembly, chloe and jolene still laughing one. denn after assembly, both blackk face. me told dem horx... if get angry liddat will grow old one. deyy all lyke nva hear. onlie grace larr... [care abt her face more denn anitinkk] she sae thats y she din quarrel wib anione. hahas. sho cute!!  ^^  met lebbu and amy on the bus. reach home. surprise to see mummee here... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i abitt nt angry wib sarah. she sae todae must stayy bekk for that science thingy sho i cancelled everytinkk lorrs. my tuition tcha xpeciallie. scold me until lyke duno wadd... and denn summor go everywhere just to find the toopit green glass bottle... kana scolded kuz of tt summor. just for one toopit project!! denn todae, she sae she canot make it larr. u sae i pissed a nott?? haix... forget it... no point getting mad ad tish. later i grow old... ahh!! -feels face* do i have wrinkles?? omgosh!! am i turning old?? hahas. that's how grace respond when we sae she has wrinkles. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; my mini tennis sux... dun believe, askk my partner/opponent.   &lt;s&gt; kellie marie portia&lt;/s&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; missing yuwei&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108201720071740527?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108201720071740527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108201720071740527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108201720071740527' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108177408593735550</id><published>2004-04-12T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T20:53:52.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/MissAnthropy/1077072707_ystalheart.jpg" border="0" alt="crystal heart"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heart of Crystal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/MissAnthropy/quizzes/What%20is%20Your%20Heart%20REALLY%20Made%20of%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What is Your Heart REALLY Made of?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; wow. crystal...    o.0    cool!! toking to tian shun now. waiting for yuwei to come online... tish morning got scolding for wearing short pinafore, low belt which ish nt low ad all!! and sarah's nametagg. feelins sho guilty now. poor sarah. i reallie got her into beeeegg trouble... haix....  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108177408593735550?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108177408593735550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108177408593735550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108177408593735550' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108160071296773248</id><published>2004-04-10T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T20:44:42.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2dae woke up feelins happie. daddee din quarrel wib me todae. sho i started singing in the car [title of song=perfect//simple plan]  daddee sae my singing nt bad mahs~  ((:  heeZ... reach skool denn faster hurry to the specs stand. met jeannie. she told me shir nt coming kuz she go hols. luckie her...  ((:  &lt;b&gt; shir jiejiex, enjoy yurself!!&lt;/b&gt; jinan jiejiex a bitt nt hao lian. she got new shoes sho bang her bang dere. hahas. but her bang gd~ ((: &lt;b&gt; jinan jiejiex, yur bang gd gd!! but must learn command oso kaes?? &lt;/b&gt; wenn fall in that tyme, oic checkk my nails, denn my belt denn my nametagg... and &lt;s&gt;dm&lt;/s&gt; caught me for wearing short pinafore... d:  uh oh... [shorie... me long pinafore washing...]  rather lame... but its true... ((: priscilla ish out dic todae!! &lt;s&gt;pt&lt;/s&gt; was um... not too bad... jie ying, devina,ting hui, dio, hui wen, michelle and i was singing the instrument song.  [the trumpet ish playing, ta-ta-ta ta tatata ta-ta-ta- ta tatata-ta] hahas. sho after singing, no breath runn le. after 2 runds, all of us start walking. denn runing. den walking again. hahahs. dior going bu xing le. denn michelle canot le. devina water bag burst. hahahas. after pt, we had sqd interaction. sho fun. valerie was thinking of a sqd outing. sumone tot of flying kite. jie ying sae put ting hui on the kite. hahahas. after that, we play pepsi cola. half of us onlie. hehes... after that, we have to save patients from a train crash!! omg!! i was lyke trying to pacify a pregnant woman. [thats aic btw...] denn she was lyke crying out "xiao fen, xiao fen" haix... i very noe how to treat pregnant woman. after that accident thingy over le, we had foot drills. hahas. there was tish bee hu first went to the sec 3 sqd. denn the sec 3's came to fall in behind us. after that, the bee came to our sqd. and we went to fall in ad the otherside of the bball court. but duno y, the bee lyke still following us, sho we went to fall in behind the sec 3's. after the bee gone le, we were lyke cheering and bombing. sho fun lorrs!! after sj, i went to meet yuwei. was abt to leave wenn yuwei suddenly appear behind me. yupps. spent an hr wib him denn left for home while he went to wrkk... now still missing him. hope he will becareful. came home did tokk to tian shun korkorx. he sae no matter wadd me do, he wunn be angry wiv me de..  okies... okies!!  ^^   me love me korkorx lotts!! // still tinking of whether shud wrkk not... tink tink tink tink.........zzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108160071296773248?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108160071296773248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108160071296773248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108160071296773248' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108151356776845601</id><published>2004-04-09T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T20:29:57.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;yuwei dear dearrs :&lt;/b&gt; heeZ... me askk you come to me blogg todae ritez?? well, here's my message to you since me can't get through you... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; pweese becareful horx... and make sure u eat yur breakfast, lunch and dinner. skipping meals r no gd and i dun allow you to go on diet!!  understand darrling?? and make sure u sstayy alert kaes?? you onlie have one life horx... make sure u look after it propely. plus earlier i told u abt i sending letter to you, just forget i said that kaes? kuz i send letter to you horx... supposed to be a secret... sssshhhhhh..... *finger to lips*  sho u musn't tell yuwei kaes?? tralalas. shud be all and remember, me alwaes xiang ni!! love you alwaes! muaxXxxxxxx   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt; prayy to god askk him watch over my darrling&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108151356776845601?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108151356776845601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108151356776845601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108151356776845601' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108148425317961818</id><published>2004-04-09T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T12:21:22.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok... maybe its tyme i start finding a job. my mum ish reallie using my pocket money to threaten me and my sis. shes lyke every lil tinkk i do which displeases her, she will "daphne, i'm going to cut yur pocket money if u still dun change that character of yurs" hahas. well, shes a perfectionist and i'm not!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; i dun get it. nowadaes i just can't get along wib her. me and my dad nt sho badd.... ad least we still can tokk. my mum uses threaten to get us in control. too bad. threatening ish nva going to make me listen to her. call herself a counsellor. she doesn't even understands her own daughter and shes going counselling other parents??!! hahas. beeeeeeegg joke!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; yeahh... she sae its kuz of yuwei thats y i'm liddat. um... sho shorie larr... but i dun believe in bad influence. wan blame, blame on me. its i hu dun wan to listen to a mum hu uses threats. she can sae i listen to yuwei kuz he does teach me how to study in diff types of waes. its better denn her teaching me onlie one wae to study. and if i duno, she starts scolding. yuwei and my frens dunn... deyy teaches me how to study in different waes. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; and please. i noe ure trying to help me but i m not going to take druggs sho please do not sent me sites to where i can go buy drugs. i not sure wadd tramadol ish but i jeannie said its a drug. yuwei told me drugs are badd... sho me ish nva going to try one. plus he oso sae smoking ish badd... and all tish will onlie make me feel high for a moment and denn after that hook liaos. denn worst. hmmm... wunder if i can find a job which will not clash wib my studies. haix... the newspaper sux... i... gtg le... mummee nagging againn... haix... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108148425317961818?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108148425317961818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108148425317961818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108148425317961818' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108125588585714152</id><published>2004-04-06T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T20:55:11.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went skool. got caught by huihui prefect againn.... belt sew one line canot. must be box. aiyo.... denn later wentt bekk to klazz. had english denn chinese and... caipokk was walking up and downn when everyone ish doing zhuo ye. saw jolene staring ad sanzo pic and smiling. okies. can guess wadd happen after that ritez?? she sae jo crazie de. hahas. chinese was a real bore aniwae... after that, hmm... went for science. have mohany now insteadd of wiliam hung's brother. han han was lyke scolding the klazz and now, kellie. p ish sitting beside me for sci. nvm. can complain abt tchas together.  ((:  during lessons, han han was lyke teaching denn kaepo go see outside ppl. denn kellie. p was lyke hungry... sho damn hungry... and weneva mohany nt looking, she wud start eating her breadd.... nono, nt breadd, toast~ i blurr larr... copy notes till lost liaos. sho got to askk han han after lesson. miss hs cheer and ft drills. ahh!!! die le. gtg liaos. byeee. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108125588585714152?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108125588585714152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108125588585714152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108125588585714152' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108117680847786301</id><published>2004-04-05T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T22:57:12.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tralalalas. me finallie came bekk here!! after sho long tyme of "studying", i finallie have a bitt tyme to come bekk here to blogg a while b4 going to watch westside storie. last episode!! 2dae v freakie!! 3 guys, all my best frens i met online told me they wann me b deir steadd. um... i'm attached. i've got a bf. i dun wan another steadd. shorie.... i just wann to remain frens. i love yuwei. onlie he noes how i feel. i'm reallie shorie... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108117680847786301?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108117680847786301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108117680847786301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108117680847786301' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-108035486329567964</id><published>2004-03-27T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T10:37:54.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ehehs. me in skool now!! slacking in sj. hahas. can't wait for sj to end. muahahahahas &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-108035486329567964?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108035486329567964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/108035486329567964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108035486329567964' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107996168639893617</id><published>2004-03-22T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T21:24:51.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up todaes. bekk to skool liaos. din finish hols hmwrkk. hahas. can guess wadd happen liaos. after skool askked yuwei come over to yew tee mac and teach me. well, mummee came larr... saw yuwei. after wenn yuwei went bekk, mummee sae yuwei dun look man-like. giggles. well, hes a cutie. hes white and thin, nt lyke mummee's guy. dark and muscular. &lt;--gorilla?? tts how daddee looks lyke btw. after tt, she askk me to promise her tt me and yuwei wunn b sho close. haha. very funie... daddee sae i underage.um... hellos~ u can go askk all the sec skools, which skool dun have ad least one guy or gal (in sec 2) who dun have a steadd?? aiyo... parents shud take it easy... relax~ hu xi~ and live life a bitt more interesting!! uh huh~ haixXxx . but now me a bitt duno wadd to do... i dun wann breakk wif him. i reallie reallie got feel for him lorrs... but i dun dare tell mummeee kuz i noe if i do that, i'll die. she'll scold me until lyke wadd lorrs... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; haix... y can't anione understand how i feel?? its lyke i'm lost in the woods againn... theres no one arund to askk directions from... the onlie tinkk i can see now ish that there ish a big big monster in front and if i askk that big big monster, its probably gona eat me up... i dun wann to die that fast... but i reallie want to get out of the woods. i wan yuwei... wo ai yuwei... i wann to be wif him. but i can't. i reallie wann to get out of this soon!! i don't wan a breakk up!! but i can't go on lyke tish foreva... i noe i can't... it'll b bad... i'll be lying to my parents. i dun wan to do tt... i'm lost. i'm confused. i reallie duno wadd to do. y can't dey just let me b and let me choose hu i want to b wif??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107996168639893617?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107996168639893617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107996168639893617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#107996168639893617' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107987743129283807</id><published>2004-03-21T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T22:00:34.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. i din go zonecom 2dae. shorie!! went to church. sho embarassing lorrs. everytyme wenn the priest stop toking, she wud go amen. ok... amen softly not tt badd... but imagine, she saes it sho loud that the whole church eyes are all turned on you!! ok... GREATT... after that, she made a fuss kuz daddee din give her money to buy ice cream. FINE!! i gave her a dollar to buy... denn she after that sae dun wan... WAD D....!!! i sho damn pissed lorrs. after that, met yuwei ad lott one while buying pens - for a while, before going tuition. after tuition, tokk to yuwei on the phone. haix... he chao ke lian. canot get into poly. now he tinking whether to go to ite or retake. he wants to go ite for one yr course and denn retake this yr oso. i askked mr koh and he sae that if go ite, will have 3o % chance of going into poly. sho me reallie duno how to help him. me told him le and i tinkk he oso having a hard tyme lorrs. reallie worried for him... i was hoping he wud study hard and denn after that retake his o's. me wanns to help him along the wae. ad least help him by studying wif him and helping him revise his sec one and sec two wrkk... and that means... i gotta go study real hard in order to help him. kaes. nex aim ish that.... MUZ STAR D  HARD!! denn can help my darrling. ((:  reallie need to buckk up lotts liaos. xpeciallie in chemistry, physics and chinese. aiya... all my subjects larr !! me must jia you!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt;message to my darrling&lt;/b&gt; :  yuwei, remember horx... alwaes have faith in yurself... dun because you can't get into poly denn lose to yurself kaes? remember, fail once, learn from yur mistakes and den try againn. nva eva give up or you will lose completely. okies dearries?? me and all yur frens will alwaes be behind you wei ni da qi de!! ((:  if got ani prob, cann askk me kaes?? me will help u find the solution to yur question no matter wadd de. cheer up kaes sweetie?? muaxXxxx  me love you foreva!! aishiteru darrling. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107987743129283807?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107987743129283807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107987743129283807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#107987743129283807' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107979002727511754</id><published>2004-03-20T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T21:43:48.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow... i sho long nber update liaos. nowadaes sho busy. either do hmwrkk and denn fall asleep, if nt denn orh orh the whole dae. going gong soon... whah!! sho late le. gtg liaos.  byeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107979002727511754?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107979002727511754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107979002727511754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107979002727511754' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107948735382929336</id><published>2004-03-17T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T09:39:10.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok... guess wadd. sum idiot told my mum tt yuwei has been coming to my hs. and u noe hu tt idiot ish? its one of my frens!! can't my mum ever leave me in peace? u noe wadd she said to my on the phone? she said that if he keeps on coming, she ish gona report. report wadd? isit rong for a fren to come over? gosh... she's reallie getting on my nerves... ok... she made daddee come bekk to check on me!! ok... wadds the world turning to? she saes i'm still too young... ya rite... too young... ( old enuf to do dishes??!! ) y can't parents juz leave us alone?? its sho irritating wen sumone ish gona controlLyou. sho wad if dey r my parents?? dey shud understand we are humans too ok... i'm sure dey too fell in love b4. if not y r dey together? parents dun make sense ad all!!! dey complain for the sake of complaining... i reallie duno wadd do liaos. she told me nt to get steadie wif him... but me reallie lyke yuwei a lott... 21st generation... do teens onlie go steady wenn dey r lyke arund 20 - 29?? dey wunn b teens liaos. aiyo... haix... the world ish full of twist and turns... every single moves belong to me... i control my life. no one else can do it. no one ish going to tell me wadd to do. i form my own destiny. i rule myself...  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107948735382929336?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107948735382929336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107948735382929336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107948735382929336' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107926953595149638</id><published>2004-03-14T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T21:28:58.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, guess wadd? MY DAD PULLED OUT THE TELEPHONE AND HID IT SUMWHERE KUZ HE SAYS EVERYTIME HE COMES HOME HE SEES ME USING THE PHONE!!! AND THE OTHER LAME EXCUSE ISH HES LAZIE TO GO INTO THE ROOM AND PICKK UP THE PHONE!! helloooo~  hes the guy hu refuses to get me a hp, refuses to LET me buy a simcard wif MY SAVINGS! and now he complaining i'm using the phone too much!! plus, why did mummee even get a modem? kuz she wants to use the phone while i'm using the net!! i'm sho pissed lorrs!! arghz!! no voice liaos. shoted at him sho much till i almost loose my voice. i'm going askk mummee help me. haix... shorie... guessed i was reallie v pissed... shorie world... spend the whole afternoon since mass ended worrying abt yuwei. his legg ish hurtt... and he din tell me... until 2dae he finallie blurted it out. i reallie hope hes ok... i reallie dun wann netinkk to happen to him. i dun tinkk 2molo me wann him go liaos... scared later he hurtt himself againn... ok... another bad news... aunt janice from nex door will be popping in vry now or denn... juz to checkk on me!! wadd does my mum tinkk i m? a babie or wadd? i can't stand it wenn ppl do tis to me. i wann my own space too ok... i dun lyke ppl juz coming in to checkk on me vry now and denn!! its worse denn a bodyguard!! arghz!!&lt;br /&gt;i dun wann blogg liaos! sho pissed!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107926953595149638?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107926953595149638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107926953595149638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107926953595149638' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107914255178906381</id><published>2004-03-13T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T09:52:23.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haix... i'm going to cry liaos. i spend the whole dae trying to find the code and when i finallie did, it doesn't wrkk on other coms accept mine... yujun and desmond hear the song boifren... yuwei and jing jie hear nuttin!! i lehs... hear the song i wanted... and tt ish you na me yi tian... haix... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107914255178906381?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107914255178906381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107914255178906381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107914255178906381' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107910248570110447</id><published>2004-03-12T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T22:44:36.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lin jun jie -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you na me yi tian -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yi jiu si san, shi jie da zhan,&lt;br /&gt;ah mah nian qing de shi hou, &lt;br /&gt;ye ye ai ta na me duo. &lt;br /&gt;ta men gan qing hen shen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tang shi ye ye shen fu zhong ren,&lt;br /&gt;jiu zhai li xiang de na ye, &lt;br /&gt;gei le ah mah yi ge wen, &lt;br /&gt;qing shen shuo dao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:  wo yao li qui, bei zhai ku qi, &lt;br /&gt;bu yao shang xin, qing ni xiang xin wo. &lt;br /&gt;yao deng dai, wo de ai, &lt;br /&gt;pei ni yong bu li kai.&lt;br /&gt;ying wei hui you na me yi tian,&lt;br /&gt;wo men qian zhe shou zai cao yuan ting,&lt;br /&gt;niao er ge chang de shen yin,&lt;br /&gt;ting wo suo shen wo ai ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xi yang xi xia, niao er hui jia,&lt;br /&gt;ah mah tang zhai bing chuan shang,&lt;br /&gt;hu xi you yi dian shan man,&lt;br /&gt;yan shen que hen len dong.&lt;br /&gt;kan zhe ye ye, shi tou the lian&lt;br /&gt;wo zhe ta chu zhao de shou,&lt;br /&gt;ah mah le shui kai shi lui, qing shen suo dao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus x2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107910248570110447?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107910248570110447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107910248570110447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107910248570110447' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107910176717714575</id><published>2004-03-12T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T22:32:38.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whipee!! i finallie figured out how to get music codes from the songs yuwei sent!! oh yeahh~ o yeahh~ i rulez!! hahas. kidding..  d:  sho happie lorrs. spent the whole afternoon trying to find out. did this and tt till com oso abt spoil liaos, denn finallie i realised that i've been going in circles... hahas. crazie me. now finallie got the song i wanted!!  tish ish the song yuwei darrling sent me de... v nice ritez? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107910176717714575?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107910176717714575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107910176717714575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107910176717714575' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107908470955108687</id><published>2004-03-12T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T17:48:20.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm home home home!! haix... sho sadd... wanted to go j8 de... in the end, remember toopit sistars arundd... sho went home lorrs... gana scolded... juz bkuz i came home later denn usual... haix... feelins sho pissed... but denn, after hearing the song yuwei sent me, i felt better. wenn he called... dunit sae liaos. i chao happie lorrs!! okies... gd news. mondae going to jp wif bie, jan, gracie,my darrling and maybe sarah. yahui oso sae c first. me wann askk yuwei bring along another guy fren sho he wunn feel xtra. hahas. ((: denn yuwei mondae free, sho he cann come!!0okies, this ish the best news of all!! yuwei has two wkks leave!! me sho happie lorrs!! cann see him for two wkks v luckie liaos. ((:  eh... die... gtg liaos. mummee come home le. sho takkaire world!! smiles alwaes ((: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107908470955108687?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107908470955108687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107908470955108687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107908470955108687' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107906571731147325</id><published>2004-03-12T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T12:31:47.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeahhs!! i'm in skool now!! hahas. gtg liaos. bye bye!! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107906571731147325?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107906571731147325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107906571731147325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107906571731147325' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107882845402039193</id><published>2004-03-09T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T18:37:20.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haix... me feelins real sadd 2daes. hair got cut// can't do drilLs// canot go for heats// &lt;s&gt;my darrling nva calL me//&lt;/s&gt; &lt;-- he got wrkk... sho excuse. // failed chemistry// maths test my answers all opposite from ppl// okies... wadd tinkk can get worse?! um... kaes... ad 4, yuwei din call me... ad 4.30, yuwei oso din call me... ad 5, yuwei toos din call me... ok... now ish 5.30 and i'm starting to worrie liaos. yuwei darrling... please sae u r okies... haix... me reallie hope to get a call from him soon.... nva once had he failed to nt call me during his breakk... me reallie scared lorrs.... haix... me going call him now.... xin bu an liaos... &lt;br&gt; haix... no reply.... okies... no i'm starting to get reallie scared.... me going try againn later... but will his boss scold? dunn care his toopit boss... me juz wann noe he alrite cann liaos... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; whah!! ad 5.50, he called!! sho happie!! ((:  me ad peace liaos. now going orh orh!! heeZ... sayonara world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107882845402039193?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107882845402039193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107882845402039193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107882845402039193' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107865418255809178</id><published>2004-03-07T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T18:12:46.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas. todae woke up wif my ankle all red. okies. went online for a while, tokked to my darrling denn got to go bathe. hahas. i became a hopping bunny the whole dae. was hopping arund lyke crazie. hahas. went to c a sensei. he press my legg v pain lorrs. but he gimme smarties to eat, sho me happie happie!! yeahhs! ((:  went home. fell asleep. hahas. woke up kuz daddee was complaining abt a guy hu keeps on calling but alwaes put dwn the phone. guessed it was my dearr liaos. hahas. went dwn, denn he call. tokk to him for 10 mins. denn went hopping to the com. mummee sae tt if i keep on hopping, my legg wud drop. um... is tt real? anione... cann tell me? i dunn wann loose a legg... whah!! hmm... me reallie wish it will heal by tues. if nt... i reallie nono wadd to do liaos. i wann go heats. haix... where to find replacement? die liaos. summor canot take out the cast till tues. haix... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt; @ my darrling : &lt;/b&gt;  shorie dearries canot tokk to u for long 2dae... dunn get angry kaes? sign my gb more tymes lehz...me wann noe whether u safe not... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107865418255809178?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107865418255809178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107865418255809178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107865418255809178' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107855649150543382</id><published>2004-03-06T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T15:04:34.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sho happie!! i saw yuwei!! ((:  woke up ad 7.ooam. went to skool and lost my belt. a pinafore wifout a belt cann do wadd? hahas. denn later, playy bball. sprain my right legg. now still v painn... the whole sj, i was lyke sitting dere. aic and cherie mam both v nice. wann help me... but i scared... in the end, they put ice on my ankle... ouch ouch... )):  oh yeahhs. suhui jiejiex face red red one... look v kute!! chipmunkk!! but todae reallie got to thank her. she v nice lehs... first she fu wo all the wae to the specs stand. denn later she went all the wae to canteen buy ice for me. she sho nice ritez? ((:  after tt got sqd interaction. sec 4 mams tell us abt deir bnco course. dey sae got this guy, half wae standing in sedia position suddenly just fall into the ground flat on his face. its just lyke he fainted. but actuallie he go orh orh. hahas. denn his slacks horz... lyke 3 quarter pants liddat... hahas. sho funi. after tt, dey told us ghost stories. in skool, the green patch outside the pe room, (the pe room door ish a two wae mirror. mirror facing outside. ) sho got tis sqd, dey were made to do pumping on the green patch. denn wenn deyy doing, they sae the mirror still got another sqd behind demm... but dey the onlie ones alone dere lorrs. eww... sho creepy.... ugh... tell le, denn we played dwn by the river. hahas. hui ting got the forfiet. sho dey started singin b-dae song to hui ting. after tt, sing to me... !! my face a bitt nt redd larrs. aiyo... hobbled all the wae to yuwei. tried to act lyke nuttin happen. but din noe shir go tell him my legg sprain. he was lyke fussing over me.... gosh... gave him the lovebirds drawing. heeZ... its sho kute lorrs!!  (self praising my drawing~) hahas. ate ad mac. denn he brought me all the wae till i get into the mrt. b4 he go, he gave me his watch and a kiss on my cheek. i wanted runn after him but scared. i dunn wann him to be late for his wrkk. sho i gave up lorrs. the nex tyme i c him, me will return it bekk to him de. HEARD THAT DARRLING?? I WILL RETURN IT BEKK TO YOU DE!!  hahas. in the mrt, was praying for his safety and was hoping he wunn be late. ppl look ad me as if i was crazie lorrs. aiyo... prayy for my dearr more important denn ppl sayin i crazie. hobbled all the wae home againn... tish tyme no support... summor almost got knocked dwn by carr... toopit lites sho fast turn red... haix... reached home call my darrling. gd tinkk he nt late... ((:  me reallie wish he wud becareful... ystrdae he accidentally cut his finger while slicing sumtinkk. ouch.. sho me reallie hope nuttin will happen to him againn... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;center&gt; i'm sending my guardian angel over to protect my dearries &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt; hope he reach home safely... and make sure he dunn hurtt himself. &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt; *guardian angel nodds her head and flew off to look after my darrling!! *&lt;/b&gt;  kaes, i going le. smile alwaes ppL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107855649150543382?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107855649150543382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107855649150543382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107855649150543382' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107848914837517248</id><published>2004-03-05T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T20:22:09.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dearr, i told u liaos. even though i telL u the reason, it makes no difference... not lyke it wilL change to the better. plus, it even made u sadd... haix... nex tyme heed my advice and dunn askk liaos kaes? oh yeahhs. shir n jeann ah... u two my liang wei jiejiex, mush show good example to tish CUTE lil ANGEL here noe... sho dunn fite horx... must learn give and take... vaL meimeix sae u take ppl lolliepop must give ppl bekk blackk eye. denn cathetism tcha sae if someone slap u on one cheek, offer the other.  sho diff... but both sho kute!! kaes... me gtg tok tok tokk liaos. (gals born onto tish world to tokk de....) sho bye bye byeee earthlings. tralalalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107848914837517248?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107848914837517248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107848914837517248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107848914837517248' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107848250207285811</id><published>2004-03-05T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T18:31:38.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sniff... feelins sho sadd now. first... me mish me darrlin lotts. second. laymee korkorx reallie hurtt me... )): wadd over-reacting? i'm a gal oso kaes... plus mummee alwaes tell me canot lie to ppl de... i from young alreadie got xi guan liaos. my dearr lie to me of kuz i get angry lorrs. ok... i admit me sensitive... but i was reallie hurtt kaes. you wilL never understand kuz u r a guyy... if ure a gal, maybe u wilL noe how i feel... )):  i dun wann tokk abt tish animore... haix. stilL tinking of my dearrs. me wann thank god for lookin after my darrlings. (: &lt;br&gt; our father in heaven, continue protectin and watching over my cute lil sotong kaes? amen. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; hmm... tomorow got sj... n denn i'll meet my hubbieeeee!! ((: yeahhs! can't wait!! yawnzZzz  kaes... i'm tired liaos. sho byeeeee  nite nitez vryone! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107848250207285811?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107848250207285811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107848250207285811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107848250207285811' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107839570207241102</id><published>2004-03-04T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T17:02:12.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to my darrling. i told u come c my blogg todae ritez? well... tish ish the message. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt; i mish you sho muchie darrling!! becareful horz... make sure u eat alL yur meals and must eat veggies oso... dey r good for yur health... if u dunn eat, nex tyme i make u eat tomatos. hahas. kidding dearr. make sure u sleep welL and have ad least eight hrs of sleep. dun stayy up too late vrytime kaes? n dun quarrel wif yur parents liaos. dey scold u for yur own good... that shud b alL i wann sae to u... love u loadds lao gong~ muaxXxxxxx aishiteru hubbieeeeeee!!  ((:  oh yeahhs, remember to sign my guestbook kaes?  ((;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107839570207241102?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107839570207241102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107839570207241102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107839570207241102' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107839292026114311</id><published>2004-03-04T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T17:38:19.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yiipee! juz tokk to yuwei on the phone. ((:  heard his voice! he seemed pissed wif me b4 he put dwn the phone on me... )): i reallie hope i din kuz him trouble... haix. i'm a trouble maker. useless ad vrytinkk other denn giving ppl problems. )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107839292026114311?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107839292026114311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107839292026114311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107839292026114311' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107839138976763958</id><published>2004-03-04T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T17:12:49.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>welL... dunn u find it boring that vrydae ish the same? everydae wake up. feels cold and freezing. sits on the bed daedreamin of being wif the one you love. its reallie nice. its sho warm until yur toopit mummee has to come and spoil vrytinkk. wen snap out liaoz, realised that yur dearr ish not hugging u animore. haix. go skool and rot. come home and rot oso. thats life lorrs.well. todae a bitt diff. no heats kuz there was lightning and thunder. even thou the rain was slowing dwn, the track was wet and there was still lightning. imagine. wad happens if u r holding a javelin in yur hand. verticallie holding it. denn yur hold it up, readie to move bekk and throw. wenn suddenly, the flash of lightning strikes yur javelin. javelin --&gt; metal. u'll become a statue on the field. cool eh? its funn... maybe one dae i shud try it. hmm... but i can't die. uh huh... no wae... life ish good. yeahh... even thou my darrling can't be wif me all the tyme, i'll treasure him as hes in my heartt vry sec. i lurve my darrling and mish him vrydae! me noes he loves me toos! sho me will live on for him de. ((:  wunder how ish my dearr getting along wif his new wrkk..  hope he find sum frens soon... sure cann de. my bf li hai one. ((: haix.. gtg liaos. got lotts of hmwrkk!!((:   (first tyme i wann do hmwrk... hahas.)  me must jia you for yuwei!! heeZ. yeahh... see ya worldie. buaiZz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107839138976763958?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107839138976763958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107839138976763958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107839138976763958' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107830439723503286</id><published>2004-03-03T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T18:07:48.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;yestrdae&lt;/s&gt; &lt;center&gt; gone foreva...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it wilL be the last tyme yuwei hold me in his arms... after 020304, he will be too busy wif his wrkk and studies liaoz... but no matter wadd - me will foreva be behind my darrling de!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; woke up feelin a bitt happie and was looking forward to after skooL where i cann meet my darrling for the last tyme tish week... cud not concentrate in klazz ystrdae... kept on looking ad the clockk... if not, ad my watch... haix, tyme pass sho slow summore... stilL got chem test... finallie, test over, belL rang... yipee!!! finallie can go liaoz... first to packk up and disappear from the klazz.. met jenifer jnr on the wae. poortinkks got her leggie hurt... aww... denn ran all the wae go meet my darrling... pass him a letter den later, the nex tinkk me noe, yuwei was bao-in me!! ((:  the feelin v nice lorrs... sho nuan nuan one... felL asleep on his shoulders... &lt;br&gt;whole afternoon and evening wif him. me reallie treasured vry moment wif him... since me can't c him tt often liaos... haix... *sniff &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;todae&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;wilL be gone toos&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br&gt; skool was ok... i was lyke nt even concentrating in klazz... greatt... the bestt lesson ish still home econs... ad least i noe how toopit i am... i dunn even noe how to dealL wif a sewing machine!! gosh... haix... went for math remedial... denn went home wif janice... she called bie... denn called yuwei... i manage to tokk to him for a while... (: contented liaos... bought a box and denn realised it was a tissue box... haix... called yuwei... reallie hoping he was dere... welL, he was. his breakk haven end... he sae he got no frens yet... poor darrling... wish i cud b dere to pei him... but me noe canot... haix... useless me... now his breakk end liaos. came online. listening to all the songs he sent me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;duno y... &lt;center&gt;its weird... i jus cant help it....&lt;/center&gt; wen i'm hearing the songs he gave me... my [tearrs] started rollin dwn my cheeks... i guess even thou i was happie for him... he got the job he wanted... ritez? i cud not help but feel sadd ad the same tyme... i can't c him that often animore... he got his wrkk, his frens, his familie and his studies... i dunn tinkk its possible for us to meet liaos. maybe this saturdae wilL be the last tyme i c him... even thou its just for 5 mins, i'll be sho happie liaos. ad least i noe hes safe. need to pass his watch bekk to him oso... gosh... i'm crying againn... i can't be lyke tish!! i reallie duno how to sae but vrytyme i come across sumtinkk he gave me, i'll start raining... either i'll be crying in my heart, if not denn i'll be crying ad home. his watch ish the bestt tinkk that reminds me of him. sho reluctant give him bekk... but me noe me must de. me remember me alwaes v lazie go c tyme, denn alwaes make him c the tyme. sho the watch ish the bestt tinkk that remind me of him. how sweet and cute he ish... i'll stop here for todae. bye world. takkaires&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; i reallie wunder wadd wilL life be wifout the person you love? &lt;br /&gt;is it going to be very painfuL? &lt;br /&gt;guess it it ba... &lt;br /&gt;my heartt reallie aches wifout u...&lt;br /&gt;reallie wished you were here...&lt;br /&gt;but i noe u can't be here nemore.&lt;br /&gt;you r a busy guyy... and i dun wan to add more burden to you. &lt;br /&gt;but i reallie wish you will noe that, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; i wilL alwaes be behind you supporting you no matter wadd you do. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt; foreva loving you darrling... aishiteru - muaxXxxx &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107830439723503286?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107830439723503286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107830439723503286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107830439723503286' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107813697911183163</id><published>2004-03-01T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T18:34:28.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate liars... i hate ppl hu breakk their promises... darrling... do you noe how much u hurt me 2dae? i dun blame u kuz u wann to b wif yur frens too... but... y did u lie to me? m i just a toy to u? i noe i can't askk much... kuz wenn ure lonely, i can't be dere for u... i have to stayy ad home as i m not allowed outside unless wif my parents permission... but wenn i'm lonely... wenn i reallie wished u were here, were u even dere for me? i admit... sumtymes... u were... but... were you only here kuz u too had no frens to accomapany u? or isit kuz u reallie wanted to c me? i reallie hate to learn the truth... i dunn even want to know!! i just wann u to hold me tight and tell me u love me and will never let me go... but it'll never happen... i just learnt that i can't trust a person too easily... being hurt once ish enuff.... let alone hurtt by u... m i being too sensitive? if i m... i'm shorie... but i'm born lyke that... i just don't lyke to b lied... it makes me feel s if i'm not at all important in yur life... if u din wan to meet me, u cud just tell me that... y did u have to keep my hopes sho high by telling me u promise u will turn up and u will call if u reached my hs... i was waiting an hr for u... lying dere waiting for yur call... but... wenn u reallie did call, u told me u'll meet me tomorrow... i duno wadd happened... but i just felt sumtinkk peirced my heartt... i got a mixture of sadness, anger and a feelin of being cheated... my tearrs started flowing all of a sudden... i refused to speakk to u... not kuz i'm that angry... its just that... i'll cry even more...... my da jiejiex saes a gal shuld nva cry over a guy... but jiejiex... i reallie can't help it... it lyke my tearrs are meant to flow for him.... wifout ani warning and signal that it ish going to flow dwn my cheeks... i wunder... am i that inferior to u? m i a bother? i noe u'll feel hurtt... but it will never measure up to how much u hurtt me todae... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; crystal jeijeix just called... she told me my darrling ish sadd now... i'm shorie... i reallie din wish to make ani one sadd... i just can't help it... i'm reallie shorie... crystal jiejiex, thanx for yur concern but... i reallie can't tell u in person... i'll breakk dwn into tearrs... shorie... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107813697911183163?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107813697911183163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107813697911183163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107813697911183163' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107813507232180669</id><published>2004-03-01T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T18:00:47.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up feelin ok... was in my dwns nowadaes... used sarah's hp to sms yuwei... sarah was kinda pissed wifme... wished i could get a hp... but my mum seems to noe vrytinkk... even if i used myy own pocket money to get one... shorie sarah.... yuwei said he wud meet me after his interview... was lookin forward to tt... now going to to sleep... reallie hoped to see him soon!! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107813507232180669?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107813507232180669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107813507232180669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107813507232180669' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107803030842394276</id><published>2004-02-29T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T12:56:59.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up prettie early tish morning... remembered tt yuwei have wrkk ad 9 +  sho called him ad 7.30.  me tinkk me disturb him lorrs... sho askk him put dwn the phone but he dunn wann... o_0  um.... dotts... denn later kuz daddee askk me put dwn denn i put dwn de.. d:  hehez... he askk me a question... " don't u ever regret?" &lt;-- tish ish the question... my answer... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; no darrling... i do not... y wudd i? i'm happie wenn i'm wif u... ((:  &lt;-- sho smile kaes? dearr... dunn worry sho much... juz b happie and concentrate on yur wrkk. gd luckk in yur job interview!! see, i wish u two tymes tt meanns u get twice of gd luckk! ((:   takkaire and pweese... becarefuL horz... dunn get hurt againn kaes? *shakes headd... * haix... gtg liaoz... one more tinkk, make sure u sign my gb!! remember? remember? remembered! ((: lurve u lotts hubb-eeeeee!! muaxXx  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; takkaire world! god smiles dwn on the earth~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107803030842394276?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107803030842394276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107803030842394276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107803030842394276' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107797809429636957</id><published>2004-02-28T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T22:24:27.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz tokk 2 yuwei on the phone... he sae he got new job... but he canot meet me on mon kuz he got to go for job interview. i cried. his job will be either from morning 9 o clockk to 3 in the afternoon... or else its 3-10pm.... ok... maybe its not a big deaL... but to me... it ish... i can't c him on mon... and he sae on tues he will try to make it but it will b d last tyme he meet me liaoz... my heartt broke... i tried holding bekk my tearrs but i just can't... sho in tearrs, i askked him... " y last tyme..." i was hoping i dun sound sho obvious tt i'm crying... i dun wann him to know i m sadd.... but i tinkk i was a lousie faker... sho he still manage to know tt i m crying... tou he din tell me y it will b d last tyme... i supposed he ish busy... maybe a little too busy liaoz... i reallie wunder if i m a bother to him... he can't seem to concentrate on his wrkk.... he was almost scalded once... i dunn wish to breakk wif him... but if i m reallie a bother... denn i tinkk tts still the best wae... i reallie duno wadd to do... i reallie hate myself... how come my eyes keep watering non-stop? its sho frustrating... but maybe kuz my feeling for him reallie too deep le... tt y if 1 dae dunn c him, will cry until duno wadd... i remember reading a storie once... got tish guy, he reallie wanted to b a chef... and one dae, his wish was granted... he was v happie... but wenn he found out that the tyme clashes wif his tyme for his gf, he was caught... he din noe which to choose... the gf or the job... sho he went to askk his gf... he told her abt his new job and how he reallie din want to leave her... he wished to be wif her... the girl stared blankly ad him and shouted bekk... " if u truly love me, u will take me and not the job!" i used to tinkk the girl was v selfish kuz even tou she knew the guy reallie wanted the job, she still insist on him staying wif her... in the end, the guy did stay... but wheneva he walked past tt building, he was sadd... now... ad least i noe y the girl felt tish wae... she must have loved the guy a lott... but i still tinkk, if she loved the guy, she shuld let the guy have the bestt... n nt ruin his future... sumtymes... even tou u reallie wished tt the person will b wif u, its still best to let demm go... ad least u noe its the bestt for demm... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; yuwei, jia you for mondae's interview!! good luckk!! shorie if i scared u earlier by crying on the phone... gomenasai... ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107797809429636957?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107797809429636957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107797809429636957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107797809429636957' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107797676917887359</id><published>2004-02-28T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T22:02:21.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2dae woke up ad 6, denn took mrt to skool... onlie remember heats... 2oom.... forget sj... hehez... sho in the end, nva bringg skool shoe... onlie brought sports shu... haix... melissa kor ish sho fast lorz!! i lost to her by 1 sec!! gosh... yeahh// gota admit... i'mm a loooser in running!!  ((: ashie ish chao fast oso!! go ash go ash~  hahas. after dat came home... called yuwei... he went register ad nee ann &lt;--duno how spell //  polie...  he was wif a gal called adeline... and he was toking to adeline... i dunn wann disturb two of demm sho i put dwn the phone lorz... he call bekk n sae i in green sea... yeahh... lyke y wudd i b? um... ok... maybe a bit... but not tt badd lorz... poor adeline jiejiex... got no one to tokk to... kuz i toking to my darrling... and my darrling keep saying she looking ad gorillas. hahas. denn after tt, he came to yew tee ad 12.00 ... denn we go gai gai. went lotts one. denn study ting xie 2gether,,, and y lehz... 2 reasons... 1, its our 1 mth anniversary... 2nd, i mish him too much liaoz... heeZ... yeahh... gtg... takkaire world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107797676917887359?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107797676917887359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107797676917887359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107797676917887359' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107788610765378444</id><published>2004-02-27T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T21:14:14.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haix... hardly have tyme to blogg liaoz....  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae woke up per normal. brush me teeth, bath and wash my face... went to skool... shocked to find a present on my chair... (almost squashed it by the wae...) denn l8er valerie come in klazz oso gave me sumtinkk... huh... wadds the occasion newae...  the whole morning was v quiet lorz... sarah and shir lyke nt tokin 2 me liddat... val n carmen oso... denn during recess, sarah disappeared... cy keep saying sarah busy.... denn l8er, she bring me go 2 loyalty.. (cy sae shir got cramps... me v worried lorz...) sho went. denn l8er she not dere... denn i saw her in d balcony... caroline sae shir go head flu... sumtinkk liddat... denn shir came out wif a cake... !!! i chao shocked lorz... oh yeahh... early in the morning, dior and huiwen came me klazz sing b-dae song lehz... *sniff... sho touched... haix... i got sho nice frens.. whaaaaa.... after skool, went out wif my darrling... made him carry my bagg for me... hahas. ((: he nva scold me de... d: he was in skool u lorz... (look sho kute!!) his skool v red.... heeZ... i din wann go in... sho in the end, i was sewing opposite his skool. made frenship beadds... nice...  ((:  after tt, we went j8... denn he saw me home... awww.... sho sweet... ((:  went home... was tinkin abt yuwei.... sat on the bed... slowly open pretzies... sqd mates gave me a nodding mann and a sox fulL of sweets!! i still got a box of cookies, a bearr... in a pokemon box... a clip... another bearr by shir n nessie... i can't remember liaoz... denn yuwei gave me a bouquet of flowers... (heart starts to melt...) and a necklace wif pisces in it... (half the heart melt liaoz... ) and a foreva frens teddie bearr!! (heartt melt liaoz...) the prets r sho kute lorz!!! gosh... sho touched... i dinn remember my b-dae till they celebrated for me... i going cry liaoz... whah!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt; to vry one i lurve (yuwei xception... i lurve him in another wae)&lt;/b&gt; *sniff  thanx... i lurve all of u... smile smile kaes? i going cry le... whah!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt; yuwei... &lt;/b&gt; wo ai ni!! *sniff... thanx... oh yeahh... u look v cute in skoool uniform!! ((: smile alwaes!    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107788610765378444?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107788610765378444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107788610765378444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107788610765378444' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107742739087178826</id><published>2004-02-22T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T13:44:02.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up feelins sickk... haven reallie recovered and my mummee wanns me to go tuition... )): haix... $$ more important denn her daughter... i hate my mummee.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; was forced to eat medicine todae... medicine sho bitter...yucks! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; ystrdae was finding the song by jun jie... the ah gong n ah mah 1... canot find... denn since going to give up le, i askk yuwei... 2dae, he tell me he got the song... i was lyke omgosh! he sent me d song... corect one summor. i actuallie dunn believe it lorz.. he ish sho sweet!! haix... my heart melted liaoz... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 my darrling&lt;/b&gt; - thanx darrling!! me lurve u loadds! ((: ure the bestt! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; for the first time, i was sho speechless... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; now listening to the song... going to fall asleep soon... my darrling ish sho sweet........................zzZZ-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107742739087178826?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107742739087178826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107742739087178826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107742739087178826' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107735614435492053</id><published>2004-02-21T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T17:38:27.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sniff... v nice storie... very sad...  &lt;a href="http://myweb.hinet.net/home7/happy0202/KISS.asf"&gt;clickk here to watch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107735614435492053?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107735614435492053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107735614435492053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107735614435492053' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107727898266742230</id><published>2004-02-20T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T20:12:24.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg! woke up, eat denn sleep. den wake up call yuwei. den go online. den l8er go orhorh... den watch tv. den eat. den sleep den go online. den watch tv againn... den go orh orh again... now, i'm bekk on the com. haix... life ish sho boring... wen my darrling goes to wrk... feelin a bitt badd... made him stayy tilL 1.45 denn let him go... haix... scared he get scolded... )):  shorie dearr... usuallie i lurve fridaes... kuz dere's art and art ish alwaes sho much funn! but now... i hate frids... my darrling will nt b on the com kuz he gt wrkk... haix...most prob l8er going orh orh againn... shuld i go sj 2molo? my fever hasn't reallie subside yet... plus i scared l8er faint dere... okies... let just c how... 2molo, if the fever ish gone. i'm going 4 st john. if my fever has nt go yet, denn i'll b resting ad home. ((:  sho we'll jux c! hahas. jux drew a poster of me rulez on the bekk of the... uh oh... foolscap paper!! haix... now feelin sho angry. my sis read the letter sarah askk her pass to me. ahem... if gt my darrling message how? die larr? aiyo... sho pissed. the whole world sux lorz! damm damm damm!!! haix... nowadaes mood swing alwaes badd de... hardly happie liaoz.. haixx....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107727898266742230?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107727898266742230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107727898266742230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107727898266742230' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107726836506611655</id><published>2004-02-20T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T17:15:27.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt; i prayy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; that my darrling wilL &lt;b&gt;becarefuL&lt;/b&gt; -- hes alwaes sho careless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; that my darrling wilL nt &lt;b&gt;jaywalk&lt;/b&gt; -- hes favourite lorz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; that my darrling wilL reach his home &lt;b&gt;safely&lt;/b&gt; -- he wrkk tilL v late sho i hope he will each home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; in jesus name i prayy hard for my darrling...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt; bless my darrling 4-eva&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br&gt; amen-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107726836506611655?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107726836506611655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107726836506611655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107726836506611655' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107726650842447224</id><published>2004-02-20T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T16:44:30.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after sho long... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt; of consideration...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; how cann i say i dun feeL even a lil tinkk for you? &lt;br&gt;you were dere for me when i needed you...&lt;br /&gt;you brought me joy when i was sadd... &lt;br /&gt;you gave me everytinkk a gaL wud wan... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;you, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are perfect... &lt;br /&gt;you are the top in studies,&lt;br /&gt;the top in sports, &lt;br /&gt;the top in vrytinkk,&lt;br /&gt;and you have a thousand suitors behind you. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt; but why? &lt;/center&gt; &lt;br&gt; did you choose me? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;center&gt; now, &lt;/center&gt; i realised ive fallen for you. &lt;center&gt;too &lt;s&gt;deep&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br&gt; what am i supposed to do now? i... accept being wif you...  i lurve you darrling... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; aww mann... tish ish sho sweet!! was in bed thinking of sumtinkk to blogg... crappie yet sweet! haix... my sotong in wrkk now... mish him sho muchie... still got a bitt of fever... feelins sho cold... *shivers* refuse to eat anitinkk other denn biscuts.. grammie called askk me go cook porridge and it...  haix... sho lazie cook... but in the end, gt cook oso... haix... sumtinkks rong wif me... i'm going crazie wifout my sotong... how? my guardian angeL wrking now... i prayy... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107726650842447224?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107726650842447224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107726650842447224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107726650842447224' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107717211376344921</id><published>2004-02-19T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T14:31:14.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how i wish you were here by my side now...&lt;br /&gt;how i wish you could hold me in your arms and never let me go...&lt;br /&gt;how i wish you could read my mind so i wun be in this state...&lt;br /&gt;how i wish you could open your heart for me alone...&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could have you by my side now...&lt;br /&gt;how i wish to hold you in my arms and never let you go...&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could read your mind and make you happie...&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could open my heart for you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; welL... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;i did...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; but wadd did i get in return? &lt;br&gt; &lt;center&gt;hurtt...&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now uve returned to my side...&lt;br /&gt;now ure holdin me in your arms and never let me go...&lt;br /&gt;now uve read my mind and ish smiling at me...&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt; y aren't i convinced that you opened your heart for me?&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br&gt; babie, telL me why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107717211376344921?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107717211376344921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107717211376344921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107717211376344921' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-10771697861570498</id><published>2004-02-19T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T13:52:26.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got tish from juliano korkorx &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;what do you like in a guy/girl.&lt;br /&gt;if you are a girl den tell us what you like &lt;br /&gt;about guys. if you are a guy den tell us what &lt;br /&gt;you like about girls.. (I'm a gaL so...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.hair color: blackk wilL be fine&lt;br /&gt;2.eye color: brown ish nice&lt;br /&gt;3.skin tone: prefer tann&lt;br /&gt;4.six pack: wadds six pack?&lt;br /&gt;5.long or short hair: short.... long hair looks kute though... ((: &lt;br /&gt;6.piercings: cann... guys tish centuries wann look kool wadd.....&lt;br /&gt;7.scars: if my bf eva have scars, i'm gona question him how tt happen.&lt;br /&gt;8.big butt or little: huh?&lt;br /&gt;9.straight: um... yeahh&lt;br /&gt;10.outgoing or shy: mixture&lt;br /&gt;11.sarcastic or sincere: sincere &lt;br /&gt;12.should he have a bestfriend: yup&lt;br /&gt;13.should he have lots of gurlfriends: if he wanns, i can't control... but no.&lt;br /&gt;14.should he love his mother: yeahh&lt;br /&gt;15.should he watch gurl movies: if he wanns&lt;br /&gt;16.be smart: ok. ad least he can teachh me.&lt;br /&gt;17.be funny: Yes&lt;br /&gt;18.be sweet: Yes&lt;br /&gt;19.be a smoker: No&lt;br /&gt;20.drink: nope... alcohol ish badd...&lt;br /&gt;21.play with your hair: um... tt 1 ah...&lt;br /&gt;22.kiss on the first date: Good night kiss?&lt;br /&gt;23.bring you flowers: yeahh. flowers are sweet&lt;br /&gt;24.lay under the stars with you: wish could...&lt;br /&gt;25.write poetry about you: yeahh... &lt;br /&gt;26.call you honey, sweetie, or baby: ok...&lt;br /&gt;27.hang out with you and YOUR friends: yeahh&lt;br /&gt;28.hold your hand: uh huh~&lt;br /&gt;29.sing to you: giggles... &lt;br /&gt;30.WOULD His INTERESTS BE: &lt;br /&gt;basketball: hope sho...&lt;br /&gt;snowboard: where got snow?&lt;br /&gt;singing: duno&lt;br /&gt;play guitar: does he noes?&lt;br /&gt;play piano: nope&lt;br /&gt;play drums: guys hu playy drums are chao kute!!&lt;br /&gt;dance: dance?!&lt;br /&gt;clean his/her room: gosh... room ah... dunn tinkk all boys will wan to do tt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-10771697861570498?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/10771697861570498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/10771697861570498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#10771697861570498' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107716822489687467</id><published>2004-02-19T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T13:41:41.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haix... feelin sho tired... juz woke up... dunn feel lyke sleeping againn... came online... yuwei nt dere. haix... sho sadd... gt fever... now going die liaoz... haix... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107716822489687467?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107716822489687467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107716822489687467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107716822489687467' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107710947537865563</id><published>2004-02-18T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T21:07:15.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoopee!! jeannie nt angry wif me liaoz!! as 4 mummee horz... tt 1 canot sae larr... she still angry lorz... but wadd 2 do... nvm lorz... i juz wann b wif my darrling cann le. the rest i dunn care! ((:  carefree angel!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107710947537865563?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107710947537865563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107710947537865563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107710947537865563' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107694169423077992</id><published>2004-02-16T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T22:30:50.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yeahh... during recess... ad 1st v happie de... denn l8er become sho pissed.... okaes... look... its onlie 1 toopit mosquito bite... do you have to put eye shadow? no riteZ? unless you reallie v vain lorz... shir was telling us (me, carol, sarah) abt jeannies eye. she said dno wadd blackk shadow larr... sho out of concern i askk shir wadd happen to jeannie's eye larr... denn belle sae she got bitten my mosquito. huh?! bitten my mosquito must put eye shadow de mehz? &lt;-- tt was my "comment" denn jeannie duno mumbled wadd.... denn went off wif shi pei.  after tt, went qing shir shir ice jelly. denn went bekk 2 klazz. n guess wadd, nessie askk me go 2 shir's klazz apologise 2 jeannie. kuz jeannie cry... 4 wadd?! was i rong to say tt? it wasn't even a comment. it was juz a question.... she din even answered it lorz... denn went bekk klazz cry. omg.... well... i'm shorie lorz... nt kuz of wadd i said but kuz i've juz lost a fren. i'm blunt but wadd to do? i'm born liddat... u either accept me 4 hu i m, if nt, i'm shorie... &lt;br&gt; if me nt rong... sj footdrill, ppl hu cry n ppl hu dunn cry make no diff... both r still devoted to sj. its nt kuz we dunn cry, we r nt devoted to sj... y dunn u put it as u cry meanns u crybabie? if i did nt confide tish to my older jiex, i will nva have known wadd to do. sho, jiejiex, thanx! ((: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107694169423077992?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107694169423077992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107694169423077992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107694169423077992' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107693982621522281</id><published>2004-02-16T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T21:59:42.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ehs... 2dae i'm a bitt sott lorz... but yeahh? sho? in one of my worst mood swings 2dae... sho provoke me n u'll die.... get it? hahas. yeahh... lyke hus gona kilL u? i'm nt gona go 2 jaiL kuz of u... waste my tyme... hmph! oh my... ive gone crazie... mood swinggs... yeahh... wadeva~ yuwei gave me his calculator!! yeahhs!! ((: aint he a sweetie?! ouch ouch ouch... my jaws hurt... maybe kuz i was biting sweets the whole afternoon.... chew chew cheww.... read this. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt; why are there sho many lesbians in girls school? easy... kuz their parents dunn allow their daughters to mix wif guys... fine... befriend guys onlie... no xperience of going steady... girls in a girl school tend to find another girl in her school as a partner. out of curiosity. makes things worse rite?... a girl not a girl kuz of her parents. sho y does the parents blame their daughter for turning into a lesbian? its not her fault? true nt? make sense horz? &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; haix... y can't parents understand tt this ish a new generation? girls nowadaes r diff from last tyme... 21st century?! hello~ mummees year was lyke how many cens ago... now girls r lyke sho curious to noe wadd ish lyke 2 have a steadd... n dey will obvious go find 1... n if dey tinkk hes suitable, dey go 4 tt guy lorz... ritez? but if d guy badd badd de... tt 1 diff issue... but if guy gd gd 1... let go a bitt too ke xi ritez? and if deyy breakk, both gal n guy will b heartbroken... kuz dey both still lyke each other a lott... the guy kuz will learn 2 relax de... gal still wann noe wadd ish lyke 2 b in a relationship sho will become lesbian lorz... find the same gender de... even worse denn having a boifren... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; i reallie wann be wif yuwei... he seems to release all my stress after skool by talking to me... my maths did improve a bitt... kuz he teaches much more better denn ani teacher or mummee cann teach... he has the patience... not lyke mummee... after a while, she starts scolding me... even though yuwei nt shuai... but ad least he has a nice heartt ritez? wadds rong wif my mummee? arghz! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; she saes i'm a big gal, can help arund the hs... can do tinkks myself... now come to relationships, she saes i'm young.... ok... now wadd? i hate liars! i can't stand ppl hu confuses me!! m i too young or too old?! if i'm young, does that meanns i dunn have to help arund the hs? if i'm old, does that meanns i can b wif my darrling? damm... y ish life sho unfair? cant parents c tt our generation ish diff from deirs? gettin sho pissed now... going to concentrate on my eng lit... l8er go watch westside storie... hope pissed feeling gone l8er.... whao.... realised this ish the longest post ive eva done... btw, thanx 2 all hu cheered me up... feelin better lotts. thanx ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107693982621522281?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107693982621522281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107693982621522281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107693982621522281' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107693645278764759</id><published>2004-02-16T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T21:03:29.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damm... mummee seem 2 noe vrytinkk lorz... either sum1 told her... if nt denn she found my blogg and read it. damm damm damm... greatt.... sho now wadd? nuttin lorz... ((: i'm still gona concentrate on my studies + b wif my darrling! no 1 ish gona stop me... uh huh~  scolding... beatings... d same, hes stilL mine... i lurve him 4-eva! ani1 going change d fact? hahas. ((:  canot change de... sho too badd... shorie mummee.....  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107693645278764759?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107693645278764759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107693645278764759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107693645278764759' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107676832818675816</id><published>2004-02-14T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T22:21:22.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2dae ish sho sho nice!! n sweet!! wokke up late as usuaL... went to skooL carrying a smalL bag (yuwei-s pretzzie) a big bagg (sj v-dae prezziez) and my tuition bagg... the morning b4 falL in, vry1 was lyke going arundd giving pretzzies lorz... denn got pt (physical training) hadd drilLs n welL... fd ics were v happie wif us lorz! she sae our timing v gd!! oh yeahh~ we improved!! ((: keep up the gd wrkk sec 2 sqd!! after sj, went to get the cake. omg! alreadie 12.15 n i haven got the cake yet lorz... sho hurried up. left my tinkks in mac and went get. l8er rushed to find a place 2 celelbrate his b-dae. denn realised 12.30 liaoz... sho went bekk... found out tt haven buy lighter... ok... greatt... i've nva used a lighter my whole entire life... (plus i a bitt scared of fire...) sho went buy lighter... saw yuwei... he 2dae look chao shuai lorz!! wear tee n jeans... aww man... my darrling ish a kutie!! brought vrytinkk to the "right" place and we sat dere. sang b-dae song 4 him!! (we wish u a merry christmas tune) after tt made him eat the cake. feed him oso! he ish sho kute wenn hes eating!! l8er we went swing n playy! denn go slide and monkeybarr. ((:  after tt, he bully me.... all the wae till i go tuition. he v sweet lorz! gave me a &lt;b&gt; card, tin of cookies, 2 bouquets of flowers (1 artificial and d other real...) a bracelet wif my name engraved on it, a necklace and a teddie bearr!! &lt;/b&gt;but i tinkk the best pretzie, ish him!!! i got yuwei!! lalas. ((:  went home kept all the pretzzies. xpeciallie yuwei-s!! gona treasure demm lorz!! yeahhs? ((: &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt; message to my darrling!!&lt;/b&gt; :  happie b-dae n v-dae to you!! me wilL lurve u alwaes!! muaxXx   alL e best in vrytinkk u do!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 2 vry1&lt;/b&gt; : happie v-dae vry1!! wish u all gd luckk in yur lurve life n vrytinkk! ((:  smiles! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107676832818675816?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107676832818675816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107676832818675816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107676832818675816' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107667891690332496</id><published>2004-02-13T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T21:31:09.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2dae eng enrichment sho maluat-in lorz!! mrs sushila was toking abt bgr and half d klazz go "ehh.....!!" in a v sacarstic tone... n i curled up into a ball lorz... face chao redd!! denn l8er vaL sae abt the orchard thingy... (she repeat wadd i told her earlier) she said orchard gt a lott of boi gal hold hands... omg!! face turned red againn.... legs went jelly... broke dwn lorz... denn kelly.p sae i xcited... damm... haix... denn shushila tokk 2 me after vry1 left... )):&lt;br&gt;  &lt;b&gt;after recess&lt;/b&gt; art foo came bekk 2 teach us art!! yeahh! hes stilL the same crappie him... onlie tt now he looks v dotie. ((: heeZ... he was tokin abt darrel tan... duno if spell his name corect... art foo said tt kuz darrel 19 onlie horz... sho manie gals v sadd tt darrel no more teachin art. hahas. no taste 1... denn l8er he said manie tcha calL him "art foo" kuz he art tcha n his surname ish foo. mr phee lehz? pe phee!! lolx  sho gd 2 have mr foo bekk! darrel was lyke sho boring lorz... hmm... okies... maybe nt tt boring... but yeahh... mr foo ish much better! ((:  oh yeahh... 1 more tinkk. while he was toking, the war siren sounded. i slept on cai yue korkorx shoulder while mr foo was duno doing wadd... hahas. class ended. &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;after skooL&lt;/b&gt; jan jan jiejiex sickk... gotta askk yuwei come earlier... sorie darrling... hope u'lL understandd... sho went bekk. bought 4oo chocolate balLs 4 sj and tuition... broke liaoz... but v hapie! ((:  v-dae ish d bestt! kaes.. gtg liaoz. takkaire world! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107667891690332496?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107667891690332496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107667891690332496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107667891690332496' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107658929845202056</id><published>2004-02-12T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T20:37:29.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghZ!! i'm going 2 die liaoz... life ish sho &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt; funn!? aww mann... u gotta b kidding... i'm sho bored wifout my darrling... did quizzes... 1st tyme i'm nt amused by dose kute thingys... haix.... reading the email againn... its sho sadd... n touchin!! ))': sniffs. the storie goes sumtinkk liddat... &lt;br&gt; in this city, got tish couple. dey both v loving... but 1 dae, the gurl got accident... went into coma... the guy every single day will sit my her bed and wenn nite falls, he will go to the city chapel and prayy... god saw this from heaven... and askk the boi whether he ish willing to die 4 this girl... he sae yes. denn god change him into a dragonfly... and revive the gal. he was onlie supposed to be a dragonfly for 3 yrs b4 he cann finallie be his human form againn... the gal wake up. but she was sadd... for her beloved was not dere. she din noe tt her boifren had became a dragonfly and ish sitting beside her now. everyday, the little dragon fly will fly onto her shoulder and sit dere. wen the winter's here, the dragonfly know he has to fly south... where its hotter. sho he went to take more look of his love before he left... she was sitting by the fire and shiver. he wished he can keep her warm by hugging her tightly. he flew 2 her and kissed her wif his small mouth... den flew off. nex yr, he came bekk... to his surprise, he saw the gal wif another guy. the doctor... the doctor which was beside her wenn he was a dragonfly. another year passed. the doctor and her relationship were getting closer. her shoulder was alwaes occupied by the doctor's head and her lips are kissed by the doctor. the dragonfly had no more place in her alreadi... finally, on the last day, the dragonfly flew up to heaven. looking down, he saw the gurl he lyked and the doctor in a chapel... dey were going to get married. the dragonfly's heart broke wenn he heard her say "i agree" and watched the doctor kissed her on the lips. "did you regret it now?" god askk the dragonfly. "no... as long she ish happie, i shall be happie 4 her. " he replied. god told him againn," 2molo u shall be transformed bekk into a human." he told god." no. i rather remain here as a drgonfly." then he did lorz... sho sadd ritez? chai yue korkorx summor sae wann smash the dragonfly. bbq it and denn eat. aiyo... she ah... haix...  i still sho sad.. now 8.40pm liaoz... going 2 die soon if yuwei stilL dunn come online... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107658929845202056?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107658929845202056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107658929845202056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107658929845202056' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107658019730817816</id><published>2004-02-12T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T18:05:48.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are the blue moonlight. You are peaceful and&lt;br&gt;serene, kind and loving. Your heart never&lt;br&gt;stears you wrong. You let out uncertainess with&lt;br&gt;tears, and you let out fear with light. The&lt;br&gt;blue light means distance. You are afraid to&lt;br&gt;get to close to people. You have been betrayed&lt;br&gt;once before and can't do it again. Your dream&lt;br&gt;job could consist of a counsler or a traveler.&lt;br&gt;You love humanity and lonliness. You will have&lt;br&gt;love in your life and will never pass by&lt;br&gt;unnoticed. Your beauty attracts many, but your&lt;br&gt;personality is rare. The uniqness in your mind&lt;br&gt;will always separate you. You can always find&lt;br&gt;yourself lingering near the ocean, thinking&lt;br&gt;about life. Your head seema to be up in the&lt;br&gt;clouds, though you body is down omn Earth. You&lt;br&gt;change and each time come back a better person.&lt;br&gt;The blue moonliht will always guide to safety&lt;br&gt;in the darkest hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Rainingmoonlight/quizzes/What%20shade%20of%20moonlight%20are%20you%3F%20(Boys%20or%20Girls)/"&gt;What shade of moonlight are you? (Boys or Girls)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107658019730817816?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107658019730817816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107658019730817816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107658019730817816' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107657997149233287</id><published>2004-02-12T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T18:02:01.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Y/yoya/1075152133_Acrazy1.gif" border="0" alt="Crazy"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Death by a heart attack during an orgy... and&lt;br&gt;pretty soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/yoya/quizzes/Choose%20your%20Dramatic%20Death%20(Now%20w%2Fpics!!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Choose your Dramatic Death (Now w/pics!!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107657997149233287?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107657997149233287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107657997149233287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107657997149233287' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107657974609621523</id><published>2004-02-12T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T17:58:16.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/W/WhiteWhispers/1075603073_love121212.jpg" border="0" alt="DesireLove"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love. You Truly Desire Love. You long for someone&lt;br&gt;to hold you and take the pain away. You haven't&lt;br&gt;been in much relationships or you need to work&lt;br&gt;on how to handle them. You always seem lost in&lt;br&gt;a daydream about the person you care about&lt;br&gt;most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLEASE RATE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/WhiteWhispers/quizzes/What%20Do%20You%20Truly%20Desire%3F%20*PICS*/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Do You Truly Desire? *PICS*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107657974609621523?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107657974609621523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107657974609621523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107657974609621523' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107657959500863825</id><published>2004-02-12T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T17:55:45.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/O/Omnishadow/1075856161_sLoveangel.jpg" border="0" alt="Love"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are an angel of love. You are someone who cant&lt;br&gt;help but look for someone to love. When you&lt;br&gt;find that person, everthing in the world is&lt;br&gt;perfect to you. you have no reason to worry&lt;br&gt;anymore once your soulmate has been given to&lt;br&gt;you. The other problem is that you are too&lt;br&gt;nice, and your heartbreaks tend to be a&lt;br&gt;horrible thing. Just wait a while for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Omnishadow/quizzes/What%20Different%20Kind%20of%20Angel%20are%20you...%3F%20(%20Anime-ish%20pics%20)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Different Kind of Angel are you...? ( Anime-ish pics )&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107657959500863825?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107657959500863825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107657959500863825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107657959500863825' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107657937926618080</id><published>2004-02-12T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T17:52:09.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/HorseCrazyGurl999/1075953244_Aarabian-horse.jpg" border="0" alt="Lovley!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're an Arabian! Your Elegance wipes everyone of&lt;br&gt;their feet, and your grace is simply&lt;br&gt;astonishing! You're very popular, Love&lt;br&gt;everyone, and they all love you back! You&lt;br&gt;Raock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/HorseCrazyGurl999/quizzes/What%20breed%20of%20horse%20are%20YOU%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What breed of horse are YOU?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107657937926618080?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107657937926618080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107657937926618080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107657937926618080' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107657922436285099</id><published>2004-02-12T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T17:49:34.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wadd happen if u keep &lt;b&gt;dreaming&lt;/b&gt; of a person? keep &lt;b&gt;wishing &lt;/b&gt; he was here wenn hes nt? continue &lt;b&gt; hoping &lt;/b&gt;he wuld b yur side? &lt;b&gt;wanting&lt;/b&gt; to hold him in yur arms 4-eva? &lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;b&gt;darrling...&lt;/b&gt; im dreaming of u now... i wishing u were here now...im hoping u will b by my sidenow... im wannting u 2 hold me in yur arms 4-eva... wilL u do tt 4 me? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; - lurving u ish a great blessing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107657922436285099?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107657922436285099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107657922436285099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107657922436285099' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107657827138730224</id><published>2004-02-12T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T17:33:42.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up feelin happie! 2 reasons, di yi! kuz gt high jump 4 &lt;s&gt;pe&lt;/s&gt; 2dae... di er! kuz my &lt;b&gt;darrling&lt;/b&gt; going 4 poly open hs. ((: hope he get in!! after skool horz... was feelin happies n sad... happies kuz i'm gona meet my darrling... even if its 4 a while... sadd kuz... idonesian gaLs going bekk... v touched oso... dey gave my pretz b4 deyy left... omg... *sniff  )):  gona mish dem... oh yea... 1 more tinkk... 2dae recess chao sadd... we reallie did try v hard lorz... we tried our best nt 2 dragg our feet wenn we march... we tried to do our drilLs perfect... but in d end, dey stilL was nt happie... cancel footdrilLs during recess... *sniff...  a lott of us cried after footdrilL ova... xpeciallie jeannie... she was v hurt lorz... praticallie the whole sec 2 sqd was hurt... gd tinkk i had yuwei on my mind... if nt, i surely had broke dwn into tearrs oso... met yuwei ad mrt station... he getting kuter n cuter vrydae... haix... sent him 2 amk interchange. saw crystaL jiejiex!! n another 2 more gaLs? yeahh... deyy alL chio chio 1!! ((: nt lyke me... hahas. i'm a lil piggie~ heeZ... came home... tokk 2 yuwei on the phone... haix... put dwn liaoz... sho sadd... wish he was here lorz... haix...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107657827138730224?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107657827138730224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107657827138730224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107657827138730224' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107650340008455835</id><published>2004-02-11T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T20:45:49.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm smiling ad myself the whole nite. omg! my mummees here!! okaes... great... she tinkks i'm crazie... arghz! wadd m i going 2 do? hahas. probably nuttin... other denn tinking of my darling... ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107650340008455835?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107650340008455835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107650340008455835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107650340008455835' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107649914328305568</id><published>2004-02-11T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T19:34:52.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2dae was the best dae eva!! um... ok... nt practicallie the best but... em... yeahh, its great~  ((:  went to skooL wif a fever... badd ehhs? but nt tt badd larrs... mummee lent me her hp!! after tt, mornin jogg onlie 2 rounds!! yeahhs! denn 1st tyme breakk record, ran 4 2 rounds wifout stopping!! omg!! i juz realised wadd a pigg i m lorz... hahas. denn l8er go halL c indonesia gaLz act. chai yue was lyke "look! the chio bu come out liaoz!" n " that 1 oso chio larr..." or " y all sho chio 1?!" hahas. ((: my korkorx horz... hahahaha... after tt, she dedicated a song 2 sai lehz... sai n chai yue used 2 b enemies lorz... after tt chai yue admit she lykes sai... ((:  during history lesson, my nose was runnie againn...  )):  sho i got to put my head up lorz... denn ms. tan sae i daedreamm... sho pissed off wif my nose liaoz denn she summor provoke me... i of kuz angry larr... but 2dae she last dae teachh, dunn wann ting mouth wif her... but denn she summor sae i too lazie copy!! ungratefuL... hmph! denn l8er home econs... lost my wrkshet... lost my textbk.. kaes... the day ish getting worse.. but after skool was d best!! n i meann it... yiipee!! met yuwei... ((:  denn l8er go 2 my hs. fell asleep againn... on him!!  ((:  heeZ... after tt horz, he sho kute lorz... keep bullying me... ((:  hahas. me crazie over him liaoz... *sighs happily* 2dae ish sho nice lorz... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; 2 yuwei if u read tish... : yuwei, u wilL 4-eva b my number 1!! remember sign my guestbook horz....  ((: takkaire darling~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107649914328305568?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107649914328305568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107649914328305568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107649914328305568' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107641321288558615</id><published>2004-02-10T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T19:42:40.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>btw, ystrdae fell asleep on my sotong. the feelin ish reallie nice!! sho warm!! ((: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107641321288558615?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107641321288558615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107641321288558615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107641321288558615' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107641313441982878</id><published>2004-02-10T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T19:41:22.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2dae was sho nice!! realised sarah nt angry wif me!! ((:  yeahhs! denn the maths test horz... em... mati liaoz... after tt, went mrt station wif jolene, karen, mei n jeannie. jolene was saying how cool genso looked... me n karen was lyke " where gt?" n " a bitt onlie larr..." hahas. sho funnie. denn after tt, jolene pang seh me... she say dunn wann b litebulb... dotts. okaes.... saw yuwei sitting ad d mrt station playing game... sho kute!! after tt, took mrt go home... sho happie lorz tish afternoon! felt lyke my heart gona drop liddat... actuallie dunn believe it lorz... l8er i wilL go n askk yuwei if its a dream... hope nt... vrytinkk seem sho real!! o.o mummee came home liaoz!! gotta go eat dinner! buaiZ~ worldie! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107641313441982878?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107641313441982878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107641313441982878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107641313441982878' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107614413193846822</id><published>2004-02-07T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T20:57:16.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whahh!! 2dae sho ok lorz... playy bball... xtra, sokting n yitong v kute lehz... 3 person catch balL oso canot... hahas. denn debbie v gd in bball lorz... play nva tired de... chao gd lehz... after tt, went bekk specs stand.. drinkk water n go bekk bbalL court. playye jacob's ladder... lost... denn gt drill... sho tired lorz... plus denn l8er i listening sec 3 sqd d wenxun toking... nva hear wadd rouwei sae... onlie hear squad dwn, sho i tot whole sqd squad larr... denn i go clap clap zone 1 oso lehz... abitt nt malu larr... aiyo... denn l8er wenn dismiss tt tyme, realised rouwei actuallie quite nice lehz... she sae our belts horz... v low lehz... denn she add on tt we can keep the belt liddat, but canot go ani lower... hahas. she sho understanding!! if d tchas were liddat toos denn how gd... ((: i wish lorz... hahas. denn after tt, tokk 2 my sweethart~  ((:  playy materia magica ad d same tyme. we went playing d actions tt cann b used. yuwei found 1 proposing marriage de and he used tt on me!! sho now he become my hubby!! d: heeZ... denn l8er go tuition. chinese tuition was chao furnie lorz! mm (short 4 mickey mouse) was supposed 2 sae is it gd or bad y kids r loitering arund d arcade nowades and y. in d end, he sae sumtinkk lyke go arcade if ppl lose tinkks will come after you larr... denn a lott of crapp larr... hahas. klazz laugh lorz. jun wei 2dae nva come. wan ping sae she saw him studying ad d bball court n well, laura made fun of her larr... hahas. wan ping lurves jun wei!! hahaha.. sho kute! denn laura summor sae wan ping dream of him until c him vrydae!! hahas. oh yyeas, gilchrist n wanping same sch lehz... oso from unity sec. kewl ritez? i juz found out 2dae! now ad home, my darling nt online... sho sadd... mish him sho muchie.. haix... i shalL wait denn... wait wait wait... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107614413193846822?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107614413193846822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107614413193846822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107614413193846822' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107607272439013602</id><published>2004-02-06T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T21:07:47.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up feeling ok... going 2 b another boring dae... went 2 skool as usual... sarah brought d dumpling, i nva eat.. in d end throw away summor... sho lang fie of sarah heart water... eng enrich sho funnie... first sushila was toking abt how intresting sex ish... and saying wifout sex, dere wunn b us... d whole klazz was lyke eww-ing lorz... hahas. denn she continue telling us a storie, abt tish short short uglie uglie guy falling n lurve wif tish chio bu... d chio bu v sweet 2 him sho he tot she lyke him oso... wenn he told her, she rejected him... (sho ke lian...) denn he sadd sadd, sushila tokk 2 d guy, tell him its better 2 lurve... denn sai go continue... ' den nva 2 love at all'  sushila sae she v cleva! hahas... sai gt from xperience de ah? hahas...  denn after tt she sae d chio bu gt married 1 yr l8er... she gt a babie... which died after 4 yrs... sho ke lian ritez? *sniff... i almost cried... after tt, she sae some guys dunn lyke slim gals, prefer fat gals... on d rd if dey c a slim gal, dey will go, ' wadds tt? look more lyke a bamboo pole denn a gal' weird... denn after tt english enrich ova liaoz... went orchard... sarah saw yuwei... n i din!! sho angry wif myself! whah!! mish him sho sho muchie... haix... going chat wif crystal jiejiex n laymee korkorx liaoz... buaiz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107607272439013602?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107607272439013602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107607272439013602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107607272439013602' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107597478800322912</id><published>2004-02-05T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T17:55:29.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy heyys! sho weird... my blog odd odd de... wrds below sho big wenn i came bekk.. still fixing it... haiz... guess wadd? 2dae kelly went chase ppl n disappear into toilet... caipokk was lyke saying tt kelly ah... chase ppl till disappear... hahas... caipokk v cartoon lehz... denn gt drill at recess. sho malu... i duno wadd ish d command denn suppose go bekk, i go front... aiyo...  after school got high jump! qualifie! sho happie! haha... onlie gt 2 sec 2s 2dae... hahas... laugh sho much 2dae... going chatt wif yuwei now. l8er go do hmwrk1 hahas... smile world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107597478800322912?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107597478800322912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107597478800322912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107597478800322912' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107589950294562659</id><published>2004-02-04T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T18:04:59.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel sho badd... 2dae's vaL b-dae n i can't celebrate wif her... vaL... if ure reading tish, i juz wann 2 telL u i'm sorie... n &lt;br&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; happie burfdae vaL vaL sqdmate!! &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107589950294562659?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107589950294562659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107589950294562659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107589950294562659' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107580699604112218</id><published>2004-02-03T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T19:18:54.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2dae sho funie... came 2 sch feeling okok... denn l8er mood swing saes i mush b sadd... sho i was... caipokk was toking abt chen yu and gt 1 chen yu duno wadds tt... hu si luan siang isit? sumtinkk liddat... denn she give an example.. we stare ad her but denn hu si luan siang hoping tt 5566 ish out bf... denn whispered 2 sarah lorx... 5566 better looking denn caipokk and she heard... haha... denn she call kelly.p bian tai kuz she was doing sumtinkk else wenn caipokk was toking... hahas... vrytinkk ok lorz... recess go dwn 4 drilL... toopit sai-ee pang sei me... i follow her go drilL she left me alL alone n went wif eddie korkorx... sho meann ritez? heeZ.. kidding..  ((:  ate rice wif veggie n egg tofu 4 recess n lunch!! (vrydae eat tish wunn get fat!!)  but i seem 2 get fater vrydae... )):  after sch ran 100m wif pinafore on lehz!! v cann larr... my timing ish 14.43 sec i tinkk... stilL wundering its seconds or minutes... after tt went meet yuwei... he teachh me maths!! sho sweet ritez?  finished 1 maths summ! ((:  now going playy materia magica... nice game  (: byyyeeee vry! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107580699604112218?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107580699604112218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107580699604112218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107580699604112218' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107572103278743840</id><published>2004-02-02T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T19:26:09.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quizes r sho weird... true (sumtymes) n chao kute!! cann reallie cheer a person up lorz... hahahaha... feelin sho much better... wana calL yuwei now!! em... but wadd if he still in cinema? or he having dinner wif his family? aiyo... better nt disturb him... tink tink tinkk of wadd 2 do now... i can't memorise the chinese notes 4 2molo's test... sho confirm faiL liaoz... my brain going xplode.. kuz sister v noisie... my patients going bonkers liaoz... com lagg!! arghZ!! *sniff..  i wann yuwei... i go find my doggie hugg... doggie~ &lt;br&gt;takkaires world... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107572103278743840?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107572103278743840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107572103278743840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107572103278743840' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107572075771435489</id><published>2004-02-02T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T19:21:34.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/emeraldsdestiny/1059045153_esaquarius.jpg" border="0" alt="Aquarius"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You should be dating an Aquarius.&lt;br /&gt;20 January - 18 February&lt;br /&gt;Your mate is communicative, thoughtful and caring.&lt;br&gt;Though he/she can be tactless and rude and&lt;br&gt;sometimes self-interested, he/she enjoys the&lt;br&gt;intellectual experience of sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/emeraldsdestiny/quizzes/What%20Zodiac%20Sign%20Are%20You%20Attracted%20To%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Zodiac Sign Are You Attracted To?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6414600-107572075771435489?l=heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107572075771435489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6414600/posts/default/107572075771435489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-of-a-gal.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107572075771435489' title=''/><author><name>º daphne º</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018097953393585984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414600.post-107572044608540809</id><published>2004-02-02T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T19:16:23.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/EerieFreek/1061473500_ARAGE-GIRL.JPG" border="0" alt="GARAGE GURL - Flirt inna Skirt!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;A GARAGE-GURL. 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