<?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-29514677</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:22:54.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>countingteardrops</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</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>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115839367860675945</id><published>2006-09-16T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T17:42:34.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new blog! haha. i mean new after silverhoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so click &lt;a href="http://symphonycalls.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115839367860675945?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115839367860675945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115839367860675945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115839367860675945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115839367860675945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-blog-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115711577945413409</id><published>2006-09-01T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T21:02:59.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey honeys. (: i'm moooooo-ving, so click &lt;a href="http://silverhoops.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you can be bothered to. hahahha. okay bye strandsfocolouredhair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we may meet again soon, i suppose. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never knew what my url's significance was anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;so its goodbye strandsofcolouredhair, and hello SILVERHOOPS :DDDD enjoy, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115711577945413409?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115711577945413409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115711577945413409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115711577945413409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115711577945413409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-honeys.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115702505329659873</id><published>2006-08-31T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T19:50:53.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i ought to be overjoyed. i have amath and chem paper 2 on my birthday. anyone wants to offer their congratulations? SHIT MAN! )))): life sucks, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugmugmug - ing away, (: (not)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115702505329659873?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115702505329659873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115702505329659873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115702505329659873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115702505329659873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-i-ought-to-be-overjoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115685248907482335</id><published>2006-08-29T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T19:54:49.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! three papers over. (: anyway is anyone proud of me or not! i feel like i havent blogged for ages. haha, what an achievement. but anyway, new template again. im actually liking this one a tad bit more than the rest i find on blogskins. haha. dunno, something just attracts me to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im feeling weird, i keep typing wrongly. i think its cause i havent used the keyboard in ages! haha, good sign, good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, about the papers. not bad enough for me to cry over, yet not good enough to make me jump for joy. ss was rather okay, i guess. but i completely screwed the seq part. im actually thinking i might get 0 for part a cause i answered totally off course. they asked about the points on agreement in the merger, and i answered on the federal elections. wow. yay me. and then part b was equally disastrous, because the correct event that caused the race riots was NOT the freaking malay solidarity convention, but its this heading under RACE RIOTS. and i went to say that it was the MSC that sparked off the race riots. how many marks will they give for a WRONG factor, when i said that that WRONG factor is the MOST IMPORTANT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahah, im so silly, i feel like killing me.&lt;br /&gt;oh, come to think if it, chinese compo was terrible. i wrote some shitface primary school story that might have gotten me a high mark in primary 4. HAH! thats saying something, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today english. all i can do is cross my fingers and pray hard. i just sealed my fate for my L1, in case you all didnt realise. cause theres no way i can take higher chinese instead. and the worst thing is, i dont think i did much better here than in the midyears, it felt rather the same you know? and i got like b4 for mid years, i think. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop nagging at me you. how annoying. you keep repeating the same thing over and over again, like i didnt hear you the first time. you say i dont answer when you say something to me, then what about yourself? sometimes people talk to you you also dont answer right? BEWARE BEWARE... whatever. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115685248907482335?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115685248907482335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115685248907482335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115685248907482335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115685248907482335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-three-papers-over.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115633276808608182</id><published>2006-08-23T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T19:33:43.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touched by God's love, i live a life praising Him in every way that i can!</title><content type='html'>hey. studied with audrey after school today, at mp library. (: we ended up listening to the sermon in her mp3, it was by xuan's pastor! (: I LOVED IT oh my. i was smiling through the whole thing. I feel so inspired, i really want to go to church. i really want to experience the whole thing. i've been to certain services before, in primary school. but i had not accepted Christ then, so i didnt pay attention, and the sermons meant nothing to me. today was the first time i listened to a sermon as a Christian, every word meant so much to me. i truly feel blessed to be a child of God. ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think after Os or something i will try to go, i guess i'll just have to tell my father then. (: but i know God will help me through it. My father doesnt object i think, he just wants me to follow my family, but he's gotta see that as impossible right? cause there's no way im gonna turn my back on Jesus, who saved me. the probability is a big fat 0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so touched by God's everlasting love. i feel so secure, so safe, so comforted in His arms. (: the pastor mentioned in his sermon how we should embrace everyone, love everyone. (: like, when someone says something bad about you, you let them, and love them. its seems like such a difficult thing to do, but if we think about it, its actually so so simple. all we have to do, is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who dwelleth in love, dwelleth in God, and God in Him. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care what people will say, im running after you!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;i dont care what they say about me its all right, its all right.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care what they think about me its all right, its all right&lt;br /&gt;cause i love You, i'll follow You, You are my, my life&lt;br /&gt;and i'll read my bible and pray, i will follow You all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i feel so warm, i feel God's arms around me. i feel so HAPPY, and i really hope that God will touch all of your hearts, know that no matter what happens, Jesus knows, Jesus cares, Jesus understands. He is there protecting you from harm. He is there to take away your cares, if you'd only surrender them to Him. Nothing that you do, can make Him close the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: because of His great love, He gave His only son.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was done, so we'd come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, to those of you who had bothered reading this entire entry, i do hope it touched you, i hope after this you'd all be saved. (: turn to God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115633276808608182?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115633276808608182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115633276808608182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115633276808608182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115633276808608182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/touched-by-gods-love-i-live-life.html' title='Touched by God&apos;s love, i live a life praising Him in every way that i can!'/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115623593646632290</id><published>2006-08-22T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T16:38:56.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for all the times you stood by me, for all the truth that you made me see, for all the joy you  brought to my life</title><content type='html'>(: okay okay, im going offline after i type this post. haha, thats me. im unstoppable when it comes to the computer. i think im addicted, addicted to changing my template twice every week or so, addicted to blogging everyday, addicted to looking for new blogskins (nice ones). you should think id have some self control, but no. i dont, and its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy. today=uneventful.&lt;br /&gt;after school lunched with phoebs once again, and nissa. we ate in the canteen today. the chicken rice was as sour as ever with the chilli. i havent eaten that chicken rice in &lt;em&gt;ages&lt;/em&gt;. prolly cause i dont like the sour chilli taste, which kinda spoils the taste of the rice. but if i dont put the chilli it'll be bland and untasty. hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a painty marker today. :D&lt;br /&gt;and haribo. thats my all time favourtie sweet. its perfect for my tastebuds. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i study today? something in my little brain is telling me to get started on something else other than ss/bio. hurhur. yes, thats what ive been studying for 2 weeks now. theres only chem history lit and emath to worry about. amath i think the tuition will settle it for me so no need to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEM- im on the verge of giving up, i think i'll just do my best, but i wont force myself if i really cant, not like im ever gonna take it into my l1r5 eh? haha, big joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIST- err, may i say that this is the only subject i havent touched? so im guessing you know what this means, combined humans DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIT- i dont know, i feel quite okay for lit now. hmm, i havent gotten down to serious note making though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMATH- SJI paper was a killer, i dont know why, i felt like crying while doing it. it kinda snapped me back to reality. i have to study for emath like crazy, i really want to score here cause my other subjects are more or less gone case lah. ditto english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;higher chinese? just give me a c6 PLEASE!!! im seriously doubting i can make it for this subject.&lt;br /&gt;1. i've only passed 2 outta many compos that adela marked.&lt;br /&gt;2. my cloze passage skills are seriously lacking&lt;br /&gt;3. i dont understand my comprehensions most of the time&lt;br /&gt;4. my chinese vocab sucks, and when they ask us to give the hanyu pinyin for the word i think chances are i wont know how its pronounced and these are usually worth 4 marks or so (cause they'll ask 2)&lt;br /&gt;5. i cant answer feeling questions&lt;br /&gt;6. i cant read chinese in sentences. i have to read it in chunks and piece them together slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo. so a c6 will do just fine for me. PLEASE LET ME PASS HIGHER CHINESE OH MY! i need my 2 bonus points and i think if i pass i dont have to take chinese in jc. cause my chinese got a2? is it? haha. oh well whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, study time. (: mug hard people, this is a difficult time but lets have confidence in ourselves MAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115623593646632290?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115623593646632290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115623593646632290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115623593646632290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115623593646632290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-all-times-you-stood-by-me-for-all.html' title='for all the times you stood by me, for all the truth that you made me see, for all the joy you  brought to my life'/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115615248555677085</id><published>2006-08-21T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T17:31:20.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in Jesus i place my trust and hope.</title><content type='html'>today after school i had bio tuition/remedial with miss tay! (: now ive got the objectives of every chapter, and somehow ticking those items off the list makes me feel reassured, not so " everything is all in a mess". (: im like that. i like making lists, counting things to do, stuff like that. i know xuan knows that im like that. haha. but it works for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, after bio i went to eat prata with phoebs. had paper prata again! (: still so sugary, crisp and sweet. the most wonderful thing i ever tasted. and me the pig had 2 bowls of tau huay as well. Then phoebe told me about something her cell group leader shared with her that day. she brought all her certs to show them, from kindergarten to poly. then she said, "im showing this to you all not to show off, but to let you all see, you get to know me, NOT MY CERTS. same thing with God, He looks at you as a person, not as how many certs you have/what material possesions or what not. so, dont be too worried about your studies, and forsake God just because you need to study or drift away because you get too caught up in what may seem important, but actually isnt compared to your relationship with God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings us back to the statement, The closer you live to God, the smaller everything else seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:(: im in such a good mood, even though every now and then things do not go the way we want them to, or go bad, everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what're problems here on earth compared to the big things we have waiting for us in Heaven? its like a person saying to God, "God, i know you have a mansion for me up there, but theres this leak in my house and i really really cant get it fixed and im so so so so so so so so so so so scared that my entire house will collapse and i will have no where to go, Help me, Lord, help me help me help me! " it sounds hysterical doesnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our problems here on earth are taken away the minute we pray to God, we may not realise it, but if we truly believe that that is true, we're already released from them. for if we believe somthing is gonna be alright, and truly feel free from worries, even though things may not be really 100 % alright, its the same being free from worries when the thing is really 100 % alright! RIGHT? does that make sense to any of you? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it does to me, though. (: i just feel so happy to be a child of the MOST HIGH, and i really wanna spread the word.&lt;br /&gt;cast all your cares on Him, for He cares for you. DEEPLY. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115615248555677085?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115615248555677085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115615248555677085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115615248555677085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115615248555677085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-jesus-i-place-my-trust-and-hope.html' title='in Jesus i place my trust and hope.'/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115615110790288383</id><published>2006-08-21T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T17:10:36.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's so much more to live for (:</title><content type='html'>i decided to upload pictures. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zany parade (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/cookiemix/toloveyoumore000.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey, who i cant live without. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/cookiemix/toloveyoumore017.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anne and char (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/cookiemix/toloveyoumore020.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and phoebe lim! (:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/cookiemix/toloveyoumore016.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/cookiemix/toloveyoumore031.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/cookiemix/toloveyoumore037.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/cookiemix/toloveyoumore038.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/cookiemix/toloveyoumore040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/cookiemix/toloveyoumore032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/cookiemix/meerjie1.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE (: a bunch of roses to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/cookiemix/allforlove007.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115615110790288383?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115615110790288383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115615110790288383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115615110790288383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115615110790288383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/theres-so-much-more-to-live-for.html' title='there&apos;s so much more to live for (:'/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115598535292381057</id><published>2006-08-19T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T16:27:06.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went a little nuts with online quizzes. hhaha&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Candy Heart Says "Hug Me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/hug-me.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A total sweetheart, you always have a lot of love to give out.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is open to where ever love takes you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal Valentine's Day date: a surprise romantic evening that you've planned out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: lots of listening and talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What turns you off: fighting and conflict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you're hot: you're fearless about falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Candy Heart Say?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Communicate With Your Ears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/ears.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You love conversations, both as a listener and a talker.&lt;br /&gt;What people say is important to you, and you're often most affected by words, not actions.&lt;br /&gt;You love to hear complements from others. And when you're upset, you often talk to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Music is very important to you. It's difficult to find you without your iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Do You Communicate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have Your Sarcastic Moments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.&lt;br /&gt;In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!&lt;br /&gt;And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in.&lt;br /&gt;Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are 73% Virgo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howvirgoareyouquiz/virgo.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Virgo Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 32% Obsessive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howobsessiveareyouquiz/obsessive-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You tend to have a few obsessive thoughts, but you generally have them under control.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your worries keep you up at night, though they usually don't interfere with your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Obsessive Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/29514677-115598535292381057?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115598535292381057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115598535292381057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115598535292381057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115598535292381057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-went-little-nuts-with-online-quizzes.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115597432146635881</id><published>2006-08-19T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:01:17.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you make me feel so happy, and so sad, all at once</title><content type='html'>(: i have tuition in 15 minutes. i changed my template, yet again. this time it features lex and clark from smallville. (: actually i like all the actors/actresses in that show. i watched till the previous season, but not the new one showing now. i kinda missed the first episode so i didnt have the heart to watch without head/tail. i guess i'll buy the dvd when it comes out. haha. (: i want the lost2 dvd also, and desperate housewives. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i still talking about tv when prelims are 1 week away? i think im mad, btw. seriously have no discipline. well, things will turn out fine in the end, i just know it. haha, who am i kidding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i dont have to worry about revising amath, cause i got this tutor. (: haha. i have confidence in her, that she'll help me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. FOURNINE WON ZANY yet AGAIN! (: yay us! go go go 4e9! can we ever stop being so divine? hahah.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was a heroooo today! (: so cool okay we had so much fun doing the routine in front of everyone. i especially loved the last part where we all went DIVINE NINE and raised our hands like hitler. hahah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE 4e9!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;go 4/9 9 9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cause we're 4/9 9 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;go 4/9 9 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cause we're 4/9 9 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(: 4/9 WE'RE THE BEST, YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahaha, im so so so so in a good mood today! anyway after that i went for lunch with anne at the jooseng coffeeshop. haha. daddy was being a pest! well, i cant be bothered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we walked and walked and walked cause the bus we took took a turn which was not heading to our house so we dropped and walked and now my legs hurt like crazy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heehee. our last cross country in tkgs. its sad we wont be able to dress up for zany again, its the only time we can dress up like idiots and not look stupid. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115597432146635881?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115597432146635881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115597432146635881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115597432146635881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115597432146635881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-make-me-feel-so-happy-and-so-sad.html' title='you make me feel so happy, and so sad, all at once'/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115554763138856876</id><published>2006-08-14T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T17:27:57.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to smack myself in the face but it will be painful. ): this is WRONG, i HAVE to study. i HAVE to !!!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think im losing it. i got very extremely scared in school today cause i was trying to list out the chapters, and after i finished i looked at the paper and was like, WHAT! this is terrible this is terrible. i have 150-ish chapters left to study! AND ITS 13 DAYS TO PRELIMS.&lt;br /&gt;im going insane im losing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YET i dont have enough self-discipline to get my ass down to studying. I CANT GO ON LIKE THIS I CANT I CANT!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Lord please help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, relax, be calm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115554763138856876?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115554763138856876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115554763138856876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115554763138856876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115554763138856876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-want-to-smack-myself-in-face-but-it.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115554734074990050</id><published>2006-08-14T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T15:21:16.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>immmmm nnoooooooooot&lt;br /&gt;stttttuuuudddddyyyyyiiiinnnggg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115554734074990050?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115554734074990050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115554734074990050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115554734074990050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115554734074990050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/immmmm-nnoooooooooot.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115547929956340167</id><published>2006-08-13T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T22:28:19.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i changed the colour scheme of my template, i think it looks so fresh! (: and clean, and bright, and clear, compared to the green. (: yah, im glad i did. took me longer than i expected though. all the colour changing in adobe. and for some reason the "let's play make believe" part couldt come out right int he new image, and i had a brilliant idea to drag it from my old psd. file green. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story: always save a copy of your psd. files. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its bedtime. sleeptight all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115547929956340167?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115547929956340167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115547929956340167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115547929956340167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115547929956340167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-changed-colour-scheme-of-my-template_13.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115546445333765074</id><published>2006-08-13T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T18:20:53.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello humans. (: greetings from planet earth.&lt;br /&gt; ): man!&lt;br /&gt;sunday. both tuitions over. btw, i saw it like, again.&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i just dont understand why why why why WHY!!! let me tell you, im not in good mood now. how on earth am i supposed to accept the fact that____ ?? maybe im thinking too much. i certainly hope so, or it'll crush my fragile little heart.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, ive never felt this way before. its a completely fresh emotion in me. and this isnt a great time to be thinking of these kind of things, with o levels coming up and all. argh! shit man, this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarrr, i wish i could just change the way things are, but how do i MAKE him? goshgoshGOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i should stop acting lovesick.&lt;br /&gt;im reminding myself of olivia, btw. haha. SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its terrible. i know im gg around in circles now. haha, forgive me im not feeling all calm/serene now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whywhywhy!! ))))):&lt;br /&gt;i want you so much yet i dont know how to let you know. i cant seem to get you off my mind. everything i think of, i think of you. everything i do, you're on my mind. what happened to composed clarissa? this has been happening for so long, and now then i start feeling this way.&lt;br /&gt;-the green eyed monster got the better of me, thats why.&lt;br /&gt;since i saw what i saw, something errupted inside of me. something i never ever felt before. jealousy? i want you so bad but theres nothing i can do to make you mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, i'll get through this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115546445333765074?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115546445333765074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115546445333765074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115546445333765074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115546445333765074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-humans.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115535984290349820</id><published>2006-08-12T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T13:17:22.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where the neon signs are pretty</title><content type='html'>(:  a few days back i watched this show on star movies called girl, interrupted.&lt;br /&gt;its a show about a group of girls living in a mental institute, and then main character, susannah, who got herself landed inside by swallowing a whole bottle of aspirin in attempts to kill herself, tries to escape, with her psycho friend Lisa who is ten times crazier than her. lisa is mean, and she doesnt care about other's feelings. she insulted this other girl till the girl got so upset and hanged herself. susannah finally realises that this was wrong, and gives up plans to run away. she finally recovers the correct way and is released from the institute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a disturbing show, but its intriging. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, lunch is done, and im going to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115535984290349820?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115535984290349820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115535984290349820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115535984290349820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115535984290349820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/where-neon-signs-are-pretty.html' title='where the neon signs are pretty'/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115529597952572814</id><published>2006-08-11T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:33:44.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay this is to inform everyone that i completed nothing on my post yesterday that i said i would complete, because my silly crampOs did not disappear and i slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n{AccomplishedItems} = empty set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha sets. (: i've finished that chapter long ago, but i think its gone rusty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115529597952572814?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115529597952572814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115529597952572814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115529597952572814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115529597952572814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay-this-is-to-inform-everyone-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115529338759807832</id><published>2006-08-11T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T18:49:47.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. font size increased due to the fact that i realised that its rather illegible on other comps, and cannot be increased by ctrl + . (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115529338759807832?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115529338759807832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115529338759807832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115529338759807832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115529338759807832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115518638457715809</id><published>2006-08-10T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T13:06:24.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well. im using my sissy's mac to blog! (: very nicce very nice. im not quite used to it though. okay the reason im using it is cause well, my bloody thing came yesterday after being missing in action for rather long, and im suffering from agonising pain in my uterus area. so, im rather unable to move right now and i think im gonna sleep later or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate second days. second day=cramps=heavy flow=UGHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitfaced menses. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i like this powerbook alot!!! argh. haha, i guess if i do well daddy will want me to take over this one, but im not sure if i want to use this or get a sony vaio, because the sony vaio is such a beauty and i want a red laptop. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED! deep red. have yall seen it? its utterly gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;!!!!! YEAH MAN! im gonna get it, i promise myself. but, how how how! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least im gonna study full swing my ss and history today, get some things covered you know? like, venice so i can do my seq. actually i already completed venice, somehow, gonna start the seq soon. then im gonna study ss sec4 things, try to complete 2 chapters there. then go on to historyhitler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that humans just reminded me, english teacher is still daaaaangggling in mid air, i dont really wanna think about it, or p&amp;amp;c, or linear law, or chem for that matter. i just dont want to bring myself to that kinda TORTURE. but i know that i have to get down to it somehow, and i guess i will,haha. one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay we're edging nearer and nearer to prelims and the big os, may God bless everyone in sec4 in singapore taking the exams. friends, dont fret, for God is with us all, and you know no harm may befall us while under His watchful eyes. woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: now audrey just reminded me of the stupid chinese friends worksheet compo thing we're supposed to do. another something to add to my busy day! the life of a sec four student in singapore, there you have it. BIG Os STINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking shitt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115518638457715809?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115518638457715809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115518638457715809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115518638457715809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115518638457715809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115513117816669406</id><published>2006-08-09T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T21:46:18.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my isnt ja the cutest! haha, she doesnt know what shes talking about half the time. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;after rahimah sang, she started her comments right? then she got stuck lah dont know how to continue. then she went very very goofily, " haaa-ppy national dayyyy! " hahah, its hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115513117816669406?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115513117816669406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115513117816669406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115513117816669406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115513117816669406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-my-isnt-ja-cutest-haha-she-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115512692699345176</id><published>2006-08-09T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T20:35:27.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn. its like this big fat bubble just floating above our heads now. i dont wanna blame you but, what we really can do without now is your excessive crazy attacks. stop yelling for no reason, its disturbing. why cant you settle matters peacefully? always shout shout shout. gosh. screammmming at the top of your lungs like its gonna help matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i do hope you're playing the fool now, you know that? freakkkking shiiiiitt. but if you are it just goes to show what a freaking skitzo you are. but i'd rather admit that than have what i done want to happen happen. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, happy birthday to my dearest dearest SINGAPORE! i love you to bits and pieces! haha. its quite funny cause gurmit singh had to leave halfway from the parade to rush to sg idol. its showing now btw, rahimah is singing, i dont like her. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115512692699345176?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115512692699345176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115512692699345176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115512692699345176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115512692699345176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115484270610906300</id><published>2006-08-06T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T13:38:26.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its a jolly happy sunday! (: haha. just came back from bio, okay not just came back. ahhh, not much to say. haha. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115484270610906300?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115484270610906300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115484270610906300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115484270610906300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115484270610906300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-jolly-happy-sunday-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115477436060575264</id><published>2006-08-05T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T18:39:20.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(: im so in love with my phone! oh my! its the best okay? i seriously never thought i'd love any phone this much. its really the best phone i ever had! (:(:&lt;br /&gt;i like, downloaded many themes for zedge.net (recommended by audrey ) and now my phone looks so pretty and everything! and i put like many songs in too! but only problem is im only left with 19.8 mb in my memory card! i think i need to get a bigger one! haha. its the default 64 mb one now. so small right the space!! but im happy im happy!!!! WHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never felt so good the past couple of days. (: well, i already knew that it'd happen right? its so predictable.how can things be okay when someone doesnt believe it? argh. whatever lah. im past caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever whatever whatever WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;can she stop venting her anger on us? i mean come one we're not the ones who made her upset. now shes convinced that everyone's out to pissify her. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;funny how when a person meets a crisis she'll think everything is going wrong. that is the most stupid mistake anyone can ever make you know? cant people just look into the better good in life? why do we always think as if the world is collapsing around us? why cant we see that there is actually something to live for. when someone upsets us, we take it out on other people. then those who have nothing to do with the entire matter get hurt by your attitude. enough man. dont you know how much is upsets us? dont you know that you are making us feel uncomfortable? why cant you just GROW UP for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;acting so immaturely. like a lovesick teenager. YOU'RE DELUDED. everything that happens now you think its something wrong, its this its that.&lt;br /&gt;-YOURE HURTING US OKAY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want you to be back to normal, is that so difficult? now we're all at your imagination's mercy eh?&lt;br /&gt;-SHIT HAPPENS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115477436060575264?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115477436060575264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115477436060575264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115477436060575264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115477436060575264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-so-in-love-with-my-phone-oh-my-its.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115460316409874090</id><published>2006-08-03T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T19:06:04.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(: yay. im using my fathers old phone now. its the nokia 6280, which just happens to be 3g. but i dont think he'll be bugging me on it cause he doesnt usually use that feature.i used to hate that phone you know, but now i suddenly like it, cause the pictures are so clear and nice!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i just came back from anne's place and i watched pirates there. but unfortunately the disc want complete and when babosa or however you spell it came out i was like -OH MY! then it stopped. i was like, what! haha. talk about keeping me in suspense huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oleh! theres lost tonight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(:(: HOOOORAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, im very in love with the song "to love you more" by celine dion. her voice is like whoa. the last part of the song she just went on and on and it was so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;go listen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;-and goodbye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115460316409874090?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115460316409874090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115460316409874090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115460316409874090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115460316409874090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115451957466703833</id><published>2006-08-02T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T19:52:54.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hehheh. new template! (: i'm liking it, alot alot. haha. i think im crazy, btw. like, seriously. prelims are at my doorstep, literally. and as im typing this im hearing lots of naggggs from mummy. blahblahblah. im hating the noggs. really. the empty threats, ENOUGH IS ENOUGH i'll study after my bath okay??? what the hell. talk about irritating the shit out of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;roarrr.  alright. i need NEED my leisure time okay? Os are coming down on me HARD! i think im gonna burst from the stress, the studying!! i cant wait for it to STOOOP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sorry for the multi syllabuses, im feeling rather low at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I GIVE UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no more feeling sorry for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i feel rather free actually, its like releasing myself from something thats been bugging me for so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;goodbye, sweet misery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115451957466703833?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115451957466703833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115451957466703833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115451957466703833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115451957466703833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/08/hehheh.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115426103135709053</id><published>2006-07-30T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T20:03:51.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(: a series of unfortunate events! man that show is depressing. haha. but its a good show, good show.&lt;br /&gt;TUITION DAY today. woah, front WRONG back WRONG right WRONG! (:(: it was hilarious, letty! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes.&lt;br /&gt;bbqed sotong for dinner! YIPEEEEEEE ! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115426103135709053?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115426103135709053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115426103135709053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115426103135709053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115426103135709053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/series-of-unfortunate-events-man-that.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115399624874197935</id><published>2006-07-27T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T18:33:04.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo. my brain juices are running dry on what to start my post with. haha, its getting rather boring starting it out with hey, hello, hi, the usual stuff.&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;today was another melancholic day at school. the stupid number 5 keeps popping into my brain for no reason, and that reminds me that its only 5 weeks to prelims. okay i should shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ear is healing btw, i have eg-zee-ma. how on earth do you spell it? ah no matter anyway i dont care. so, im just waiting for it to heal completely. yah.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh theres this girl, who is my sister's friend. shes this BIG FAT copycat okay? hahaha, her friendster profile is like, direct copy of my sisters senior's one. its plain evident. and her captions are all the same as my sisters. shes like a stalker or something, how frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOAH. you asked me a question, but the answer lies in you.&lt;br /&gt;its pretty obvious right?&lt;br /&gt;now i cant even say the words i wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big os suck all happiness out of someone, like dementors do.&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh. you know when i read prisoner of azkaban, i was er, rather young. and i didnt understand it the first time i read it. the dementor part, i guess i wasnt focusing on the words i was reading, and i ended up thinking dementors were chocolate, cause you know, after harry fainted on the train, lupin gave him chocolate. and harry asked, what's that or something. he was actually asking about the dementor, then i thought he was asking about the chocolate, then lupin said dementor. so i thought the chocolate was called dementor. HAHA, how silly of me. well, i found out my folly soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: back to the days we were young and innocent.&lt;br /&gt;-we cant go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still so constant, elliott.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115399624874197935?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115399624874197935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115399624874197935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115399624874197935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115399624874197935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115391155281923082</id><published>2006-07-26T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T18:59:12.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>picture this:&lt;br /&gt;a little girl looks ever so longingly at the little stuffed animal she would love to hug at night, and everytime she goes into the shop, she just stares at it, but she darent tell her mum to get it for her. this is because everytime she does, her mum will ignore her and sometimes scold her in public, yelling at her to stop bugging her. the little girl gets so afraid that she just stares at it, without saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, but the mum knows she wants the toy, she just doesnt want to get it for her. time passes so slowly, and soon the girl finds herself thinking, why on earth am i still pining for something i never will get? i might as well give up on it already, forget about the toy, even though it will be difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then out of the blue one day, the mum tells her she'll buy the toy for her. the little girl is elated, she's crying out inside in joy. shes excited and cannot wait to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, the mum suddenly changes her mind, and says she decided not to buy it for her. there was no reason she changed her mind, the little girl had not misbehaved. the mum simply didnt feel like buying it for her any longer, the little girl sinks into depression again, but inside her, this glimmer of hope still doesnt want to leave, she keeps on praying that one fateful day, she might get that doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and it pains her so so so so much to pine for it, but she just cannot stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a tragic tale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115391155281923082?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115391155281923082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115391155281923082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115391155281923082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115391155281923082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/picture-this-little-girl-looks-ever-so.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115382200381354279</id><published>2006-07-25T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T18:06:43.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. (: arghhh. WHAT a boring day at school. only lesson i enjoyed was lit. i just love lit lah, okay? twelfth night is really great, i feel so lucky im doing it.&lt;br /&gt;i bought 2 new notebooks, one for bio one for chem. if i can master chem properly these 5 weeks or so, i think i might do chem in jc together with bio, but that kinda is impossible, but i have to, to fulfill my lifelong dream of becoming a gynae. but i should stop talking about it, because the probability of me doing that is maybe 1/100 so. aiyah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught in the middle. ): seriously have no plans whatsoever about what im gonna do in life, the future is mine to decide but thing is, i dont know what i want or what i can do! shit this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. on a happier note, i changed my template yet again. (: also, we're about to complete twelfth night, which leaves me with a plenty of time to study the english teacher (which i have yet to touch).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still online at this hour btw, but miss yeo said i have to pace myself, like cannot stop all leisure at once cause im a person who's very very accustomed to alot of leisure time, and if i stop all at once, i'll feel VERY MISERABLE. i dont want myself feeling miserable now do i? haha, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight im gonna study emaths, then complete alkanes and maybe if i can take it, alkenes. then i'll go to sleep. yes, clarissa sleeps at 10 plus every night. i need beauty sleep. aiyah, im gonna try lengthen it now, but slowly.&lt;br /&gt;-GO GO JIA YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeeeheeeheee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115382200381354279?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115382200381354279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115382200381354279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115382200381354279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115382200381354279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115362909896816474</id><published>2006-07-23T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T12:31:38.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish we could turn back time man, back to the days we were so happy and carefree in primary school. with no o levels to worry about! or maybe, simply to times before any sort of disaster strikes, to make sure it doesnt strike. (: okay, yesterday a disaster happened to me, oh my GOSH. i think any phone in my hand, something will surely happen to it, im serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. went to parkway with XUAN after band yesterday, we were 2 rather broke humans, trying to save alot of money cause we both needed to buy presents. (: so we went to treats, and i bought chicken rice which cost a WHOOPING $3.20. HAHA. (: funny how that amount can seem so much when you're cashless. so, anyway. since i spent money on food i coulnt afford a drink. ahem. so i happily took out my bottle to drink. then, before i put it back into my bag, i didnt close it tight. AND GUESS WHAT WAS INSIDE MY BAG??? yes. a rather important and precious possesion of mine called my handphone, ( which happens to not be waterproof, as all handphones are not ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i realised it, i hurriedly took out my SOAKED phone from my bag and to my horror, the part where the camera flash was supposedto come out from was now emitting this long stream of turquoise blue light. i have never seen this light before, and my phone looked like it was possesed. so anyway, rushed to the toilet, dried it up, and then the calender of my phone popped up and started moving from one day to another. then the screen started flashing, and fogging up, and when xuan tried to call me, the this flashed WHITE and switched of, and it couldnt accept my sim card hereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the bus it suddenly could switch on and could work properly, but the battery was out. so i came home and tried to charge it, but it couldnt be charged. thus, it is sitting on the table now, rather unalive.&lt;br /&gt;-the death of my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO SCREAMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;shitman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115362909896816474?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115362909896816474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115362909896816474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115362909896816474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115362909896816474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-wish-we-could-turn-back-time-man.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115330646182265200</id><published>2006-07-19T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T18:54:21.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghh. (: im kinda glad that theres this one last performance with the band (in singapore at least) haha. (: i keep telling myself that it isnt over yet lah, stil lgot japan, if i manage to get 15 for my prelims that it. yesyes, i can hear people snickering. haha.&lt;br /&gt;-HOW ON EARTH AM I SUPPOSED TO GET FIFTEEN POINTS?&lt;br /&gt;well, firstly, i have the King of Heaven living in me. not only will He see me through this entire chicken exam, He'll be with me when im studying, keeping me focused, helping my brain absorb as much of the literary nutrients im reading, and helping me remember them! with God by my side, i have absolutely nothing to worry about. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY GOD'S GRACE I WILL DO IT! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so needless to say, i have to work 471081635471 times harder than what i am now! somehow theres this BADBADBAD thought in me that keeps telling me can la can la, sure can in the end one, but the thing is, im not making any plans, not doing anything. RAWR i feel like hitting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tkgssb, no matter what happens, will definately have a place in my heart, no matter where i go, no matter what other band i play in (if i join band in jc / if i make it to a jc)! i almost dont wanna join another band cause i never want to lose the feeling of being part of tkgssb and tkgssb only, like ifi join another band it just &lt;em&gt;wouldnt be the same &lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahh. anyway, im suddenly feeling so funny, kind of like this bubble of happiness, i dont know why either.hahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115330646182265200?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115330646182265200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115330646182265200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115330646182265200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115330646182265200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/arghh.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115322154923220844</id><published>2006-07-18T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T19:19:09.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my chicken shit. i totally didnt study during supervised studies today! im going to change my template soon.&lt;br /&gt;-oh the superficiality of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still not over the fact that we got second. I JUST FEEL SO BLESSED! rahh. today my sister called home and i picked up and she said, "who is this?" and i, thinking she was crazy said, " YOU DONT KNOW WHO I AM?" and she said, "can i speak to my sister please?" like ROAR. i felt like killing her. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today there was a lit ca lah. (: hmm, since im told not to divulge anything i shall not divulge anything. it was tough for me, had nothing to write and stuff. ah, whatever. and im positively gonna get zero for my tingxie. woohoohoo. :D it was a complete flop. comeon, how am i supposed to write the word when i have absolutely no idea what adela was spouting. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trail run is tomorrow, I CAN DO IT! (: ooh yeah, i wont die on the third round, like i always do, i promise. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115322154923220844?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115322154923220844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115322154923220844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115322154923220844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115322154923220844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-my-chicken-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115305008202320818</id><published>2006-07-16T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T19:41:22.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its cruel that we have to seperate, after we've been batchmates for our entire secondary school life. i thank God that He gave me these best 4 years of my life. im just feeling so emotional now. when they announced the results, i felt this feeling of sadness. no distinction. then God made me a happy girl once again, He blessed tkgs and embraced everyone of us! tears were on the brink of springing to my eyes when the truth of the results sank in. we did it. we did what we never thought was possible for us. i actually felt like crying, tears of joy. but i didnt. i held back the tears, but inside im dying with the thought that this feeling will never come back to me, not in tkgssb it wont. leaving band feels so surreal. i dont ever want to leave my beautiful batchmates, you guys really make my whole band life as sweet as honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-so we'll be playing next week too, i think this might be the last time we perform with tkgssb, in singapore at least. someone once said, "tkgssb will make a comeback, in the 2007 syf competition". no need to wait for that. the fact that we did it even before syf is exhilarating. the best part isnt the percentage we got. its the part where we brought tkgssb up and out again. (: SO AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just so glad, so glad. oh, this is pure bliss.&lt;br /&gt;screaming my lungs out, jumping up and down, smiling FANTASTICALLY, i never felt so warm and elated, so blessed to be a child of the Most High God. because of Him. its all because of Him. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115305008202320818?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115305008202320818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115305008202320818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115305008202320818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115305008202320818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-cruel-that-we-have-to-seperate.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115304453448040716</id><published>2006-07-16T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T18:08:54.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH. when we listened to the other bands perform, we seriously thought there was no way we could beat them to the top three, but oh we did, oh we did. (: (: (: (: im just so elated i cant believe it. turns out no band got gold with distinction. and we lost to maris stella by o.4. anyhow, im overjoyed! doesnt matter that we didnt get first la, in our hearts we should know that we did our best! YEAH MAN THREE CHEERS FOR TKGSSB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115304453448040716?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115304453448040716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115304453448040716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115304453448040716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115304453448040716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-my-gosh-oh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115296794700453233</id><published>2006-07-15T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T20:52:27.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. okay, i'll blog about yesterday. happy yesterday that is.&lt;br /&gt;supervised studies, found out band ended at 430! haha. so i happily went to join batchies to er, chill. (: yeah. talked and sat around, laughed much. then we started taking photos. (: jump and artistic shots. i posted them on friendster and im so glad about my editing! hhaha. i loved every single shot we took, i really felt so happy and just put all the unhappier thoughts behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, band. blessed day. what i predicted came true, and what the hell i know its gonna start again, but i've already gotten used to it. whatever. sometimes it comes to a point where i just dont give a shit anymore. anyhow. okay. my family, apparently, won a $1000 shopping voucher for tampines mall. OH MY GOSH! im gonna go mad okay? (: SWATCH. and mommy said she wanted to trade in my phone, but im not sure if daddy will let, hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPETITION IS TOMORROW! whatever happens, we'rea ll in this together, eh? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115296794700453233?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115296794700453233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115296794700453233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115296794700453233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115296794700453233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115287579543057222</id><published>2006-07-14T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T19:16:35.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>enough is enough. there is a limit to how much a person can take, okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115287579543057222?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115287579543057222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115287579543057222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115287579543057222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115287579543057222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/enough-is-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115278835693189702</id><published>2006-07-13T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T18:59:16.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i told xuan i'll blog about this, but i forgot completely in the last post. (: during bio, we had this prac test lah. and we had to put this measuring tape uder our armpits and around our er, chest area!!! haha. to measure the length when we inhale and exhale. hahaha. (: i just couldnt do it! was laughing too much! oh my lucky this wasnt o level or i think the invigilator would chase me out of the room! it was so hilarious, everyone was laughing and couldnt stop. haha. we all looked so funny looking down and measuring our chests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA, i dont think i'll stop thinking this is funny. retarded man! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115278835693189702?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115278835693189702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115278835693189702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115278835693189702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115278835693189702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/haha-i-told-xuan-ill-blog-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115278642228572940</id><published>2006-07-13T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T18:28:56.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angel in disguise - corrinne may &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I woke up this morning feeling kind of blue&lt;br /&gt;and I stumbled out of bed&lt;br /&gt;and dragged my feet across the room&lt;br /&gt;Right outside my front door was a rose&lt;br /&gt;and a note that said 'Somebody Loves You'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But out on the street it starts to pour&lt;br /&gt;and before I get soaking wet,&lt;br /&gt;A total stranger runs to give me the jacket off his back&lt;br /&gt;I turn around to thank him&lt;br /&gt;But he waves me with a smile&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe my eyes&lt;br /&gt;He puts on a halo and starts to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to look at Paradise&lt;br /&gt;You could be next to an angel in disguise&lt;br /&gt;I met a good friend for lunch and we had a delicious meal&lt;br /&gt;But I forgot to bring my wallet I felt like an imbecile&lt;br /&gt;But she was sweet, she gave me a treat and&lt;br /&gt;Bought me a chicken sandwich&lt;br /&gt;To take home for tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But out on the street with nothing to eat&lt;br /&gt;A man and his shopping cart go&lt;br /&gt;Travelling to places,&lt;br /&gt;Collecting social graces&lt;br /&gt;I give him my sandwich and we chatter for a while&lt;br /&gt;I see a rainbow wash over his eyes&lt;br /&gt;He gives me his halo and I start to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to look for Paradise&lt;br /&gt;You could be next to an angel in disguise&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to hide away from me&lt;br /&gt;I know you're by my side&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to look for Paradise&lt;br /&gt;You could be next to an angel in disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday can be legendary&lt;br /&gt;Every minute, an endless surprise&lt;br /&gt;You could be the next angel in disguise&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kind of new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in love with this song.(: its so meaningful! i was listening to the diana ross version of if we hold on together in the bus today. and then it struck me, im really leaving tkgssb. all those times i took for granted being part of the band, the times i hated it, the times i felt like quitting and giving up, now it all seems worth it that i didnt stop. i really love tkgssb oh my Gosh. it gave me friends or as we always call it, batchmates who really stood by my side and laughed and cried with me. (: XUAN AUD WANYUAN SIHUI CHARMAINE SHEENA ASNIRA CHOONRUI, no matter what happens, you guys will be the best batchmates anyone could possibly have. :D love muchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never again will i play with tkgssb once we leave, did that occur to any of you? OH MY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we ran abit today, i think it was around 1.5 km or so. and we took 10 minutes or so. so if we multiply it or something, we'll all get 20 minutes. haha. FUNNY. at least i didnt give up half way. i dont know why, i just felt this adrenaline rush halfway while running and started running faster than my usual pace and that resulted in me feeling like puking after the run, AGAIN. i think mdm lee thinks im a weakling or something. haha. (: dont know what on earth im gonna do okay?&lt;br /&gt;but, God is with us, He'll see us through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just the thought that our problems are in the hand of someone so capable and mighty and strong makes me feel so calm! i love the feeling of burdenlessness so much! and i'll always feel it cause JC takes it away, all away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to make my white spare comp fit to use so i wont fight for my sister with the black new one. (: okay. so im downloading photoshop from limewire, i hope it works man. (: 28% go go! then i'll have to install microsoft office and stuffs. (;&lt;br /&gt;something tells me that this plan of mine will work! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all my friends who dont know You, i pray that You would save them too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115278642228572940?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115278642228572940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115278642228572940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115278642228572940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115278642228572940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/angel-in-disguise-corrinne-may-i-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115261235587383911</id><published>2006-07-11T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T18:05:55.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D back once again from supervised studies. LAST NIGHT WAS WET. i cant believe whats happening to this family okay? but what the hell. i prayed at a synced time with xuan and although we didnt communicate, i just knew that my burdens were being taken away from me. every word i prayed, God was working. xuan's my number one confidant. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. i have like, 150 plus chapters to study for for all subjects. hahah. rather insane. O_O.  (eyes big big)&lt;br /&gt;i have kimchi seaweed. im happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my i think im losing my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115261235587383911?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115261235587383911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115261235587383911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115261235587383911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115261235587383911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/d-back-once-again-from-supervised.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115236764586150828</id><published>2006-07-08T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T22:07:25.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! (: okay. band lunch udders tuition singapore idol comp sleep. 7 things that sum up my day. OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! tomorrow's band fiesta! its rather depressing that the last song we're gonna perform/play for tkgssb is ROSA! oh my, sad bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. :D oh well. -everytime i see paul twohill, i laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D FUNNY NESS! you know, he did like really badly for sec one two three and four, then o level apparently did superb or something. see. proof that miracles can happen! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like, squeezing out my brain juices to think of what to type now. hmmm. oh. i cant wait to go to japan! :D BATCHIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pleassse let us choose our roomates. goodness. cant imagine what will happen if dont get to choose. HAHA XUAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay okay. :) this is incredibly forced so i think i should stop. hey blogging needs some inspiration also what! HUR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115236764586150828?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115236764586150828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115236764586150828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115236764586150828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115236764586150828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115218002300467297</id><published>2006-07-06T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T18:04:06.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had one of the best nights of my life yesterday, and its all because He was with tkgssb on stage! every note i played, i played with a heart full of joy! I played for Him. It was because of Him that we did fine. it was because of Him that we all feel so blessed now. I FEEL BLESSED, so blessed, so happy, so glad, so insanely TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. :D yes. i couldnt keep my eyes open the whole of today. letting us come to school one period late doenst do much good if you ask me, i still couldnt get up. ): oh boohoohoo. BUT. SPIRITO was the best fun i ever had in band, not even bhf in sec one could be compared. i just felt the love for tkgssb, everyone inside, ms sia, mr ong, EVERY FREAKING PERSON! im gonna keep my promise, and buy my section sweets! BECAUSE DEAR FRIENDS, that note came out fine. it was because of Him i tell you. it was because of Him that i could play in that cold cold place, for the first time. He filled my night with joy, music in my heart, i just feel so so so so so so so ( X infinty) blessed. never will i get the same kind of satisfation okay? its all been such a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a night i would remember all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to some people, the gimmicks may have appeared stupid, retarded, spastic. but to tell you the truth, these people i feel are stupid killjoys. what matters is we had fun, so what if we look stupid? WE ENJOYED OURSELVES. its not our fault that some people do not have a sense of FUN in them. aiyah! its good to look goofy once in a while. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIDDISH YIDDISH YIDDISH! i will shout the Y word with all my heart now that its over and i did it! :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;so happy to be part of spirito! so so so so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we played if we hold on together for encore. loved every second of it. its our last concert, and it really was nice to play it. i didnt really imagine that we were about to leave band. its all seemed so short, at the same time, so long since we've become part of the tkgssb family! seems like yesterday that we stepped into tkgssb, and my batch crossed paths, and now to think that we'll be seperating, so soon, just makes it seem so surreal. somehow i wish i could remain in this band forever, with the exact same people. WITH MY BATCH and section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-its a bittersweet thing.&lt;br /&gt;xuan: better er(you know) than expected? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my wonderful wonderful batchmates: you guys are the best! seriously, i wouldnt do this with anyone else. i wouldnt trade you guys for the world. the short time we had together, those were the best days of my life. i never came to appreciate what you guys could do for me, how you could make me feel good after i feel terribly depressed. it was your it'll come outs that i had confidence that it'd come out that it came out. every single one of you made my night worthwhile. i really love you guys to the max. the hanging out at video world after band, the chilling we've done together. the laughing, the JOY and HAPPINESS you've brought to my life. this is definately one night i will never EVER EVER forget. the wonderful memories. the praying together, the encouragements we gave each other, the comforting when we were sad, everything. i wish i could KISS ALL OF YOU a thousand times. If i could choose another group of people to be my batchmates, i'd most definately choose you guys. &lt;strong&gt;YOU MAKE MY BAND LIFE HONEY SWEET.&lt;/strong&gt; it just wouldn't be the same in another band, in another section. it just wouldnt be the same. I love every single one of you to every bone in your bodies! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i hope now is for us to play well for nbc. i really really hope we'll do us proud. :D&lt;br /&gt;GOD IS IN US ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115218002300467297?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115218002300467297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115218002300467297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115218002300467297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115218002300467297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-had-one-of-best-nights-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115200774768553119</id><published>2006-07-04T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:09:07.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spirito's tomorrow spirito's tomorrow spirito's tomorrow! shit man. thats all i can say lah, come what may, we'll enjoy ourselves. AH! BUTTERFLIES IN MY TUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. i cant wait for after intermission! ARGGHHH. God bless tkgssb man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man thats all i can think about now. im rather excited and all, but at the same time i feel this FEAR in me that wont go away! I know i should enjoy myself but i just cant relax okay! SPIRITO'S TOMORROW!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel faint. GOSH! sorry, im like, damn scared and dont know what to do!&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new template again, i like this one, dont ask why, i just like it. (not for long)&lt;br /&gt;studied lit for supervised studies today. the class is getting noisier okay? i really think it depends on the teacher to see if the students are noisy or not. though making a lot of noise while people are trying to study is real inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i dont wanna do anything you tell me to. i want to do what i want to do, so just piss off alright? why should i listen to you huh? who are you to comment on what i do? seriously, you piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third last bet, positive qu d.&lt;br /&gt;(: code language. feels good to know what im talking about when no one else does.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115200774768553119?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115200774768553119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115200774768553119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115200774768553119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115200774768553119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/spiritos-tomorrow-spiritos-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115181655662261326</id><published>2006-07-02T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T13:02:36.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa i havent blogged in so long! :D but whatever, i think this is gonna happen more and more so, its a good thing i s'pose. it means that im beginning to snap to study mode! yipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band yesterday was depressing. oh man. i dont know what to do! ):  there's band tomorrow again, i'm a tad bit relieved. kinda wish it were full day but never mind. everything is in a mess,  it just seems so soon! SPIRITO! manmanman, freaks me out okay? its gonna be such a hectic day tomorrow, and on wednesday i guess we'll just do our best lah, see what happens. LET GO, LET GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like, praying and praying during band yesterday, and i know God will see us all through this. :D because: there is nothing God cannot do, even in these kinda situations that seem so impossible and hopeless, He is there, ready to guide His children through. therefore, be not afraid, for God is with us. NOTHING TO FEAR, FOR HE IS NEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey khoo gave me false hopes when she said she knew how to make my dream template. HAHA. audrey you're so cute. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. after band yesterday went to parkway with batch, delifrance. im a messy messy girl with all that croissant. (: and they exploited me okay! im so sad. we're never gonna buy a jug of drink again because it isnt EQUALLY distributed! HMPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition, then went for dinner at crystal jade korean ginseng chicken and bbq at centrepoint! (: had bbq, chicken, sotong, prawn, fish, beef! :D saba fish ( which was really damn nice to eat ), and ginseng chicken soup! :) WHOA WAS A FEAST MAN! delicious delicious delicious! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First magazine's featured movie this month is pirates 2! (: MAN! JOHNNY DEPP IS DAMN HOT! hah, i cant wait to watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, im gonna fly away now, happy reading my non existent entries until i blog again then. :D which wont be soon, (i think)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115181655662261326?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115181655662261326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115181655662261326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115181655662261326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115181655662261326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/07/whoa-i-havent-blogged-in-so-long-d-but.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115158781222553879</id><published>2006-06-29T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:30:12.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA! an eye for an eye man! i dont think it even bothers er, people but whatever. :D im just so pissed and fed up man, its like, come on. annoying can or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayle Jay Mathilda and Norman got in wildcard! i cant stand norman okay? really cant stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEEEEEEEEEEES are the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puhlease? TH-ese. not dee-se. i bet simon cowell will say one word to that performance, "atrocious." like, i dont think he'll get throught the first round of auditions with that singing in american idol. the standard here is like?? haha. damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but jay can sing lah! :) i loved his performance and at the end when he was singing right, he was in tears and couldnt continue haha. (: funny to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im mean, feeling mean. :D it gives me satisfaction to think of your reaction. maybe you dont care, well i dont either. why should i care right?  aiyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want al to come home so i can tell her about it. (: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115158781222553879?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115158781222553879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115158781222553879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115158781222553879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115158781222553879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/haha-eye-for-eye-man-i-dont-think-it.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115140340391537023</id><published>2006-06-27T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T18:16:43.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa, i think my attention span is really terrible. i can focus for 1 1/2 hour tops. supervised studies was okay today, i awitched off at 4 though. was studying lit and gave up, after i couldnt find anymore eloquent quotes for viola. like everything seems to make her eloquent! and i was frustrated because i know its a damn important trait. so i gave up. ): haha. un-perservering me.&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna ask junyi tomorrow or smth, hey. shes the lit expert right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concertconcertconcert! MAN.&lt;br /&gt;(: quite exciting lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaydoak. 28 more days of supervised studies! EYES BIG BIG. seriously, i think the sec threes should work HARD not to get themselves in this shittified overCROWDED room to be locked up for 2 hours everyday after school and having to sit on a damn hard chair and STUDY without music or talking. terrible man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. (: you know whats my dream template? yeah, let me tell you about it!&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it features britney spears's fantasy! the perfume thats so pretty! okay.&lt;br /&gt;so when you come to my blog the picture of the box will be there. then when you click on it, it'll open and reveal the perfume bottle inside! (: those who have seen it will know.&lt;br /&gt;then, my post will be in the bottle! then it'll be those navi kind blog lah. :D SO NICE RIGHT! only thing is that i dont know how to make the code to open the box and i cant find a big big picture of the perfume, and in the pictures i found the bottle is so tiny and my post cant fit in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. anyone who knows how to do that can tell me and i'll buy you ice cream! ben and jerry's !!!! :D its a good deal for html know it alls. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa. its like a long long journey we all have to take before the nightmare. the amount of studying we have to do makes it seem like SUCH a long road, but its only a FEW months. gosh. i think im gonna like, snap soon with pressure. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i dont wanna study no more, i wanna go poly and enjoy my life okay! ARGH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115140340391537023?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115140340391537023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115140340391537023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115140340391537023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115140340391537023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/whoa-i-think-my-attention-span-is.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115131331875705918</id><published>2006-06-26T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T17:15:18.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from my first ever supervised studies. we cant even focus for two hours seems like. haha, well.  i did my chinese compo and handed it in! whoa, i have finally rid myself of it, now i have to copy the &lt;strong&gt;STUPID&lt;/strong&gt; ke out, im halfway through! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert is on wednesday! quite exciting, but scary. hmmmm, well, thanks to the &lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt; arrangement of the songs in the first half its gonna be Bb Eb Bb Eb for me. hurray. :/ what fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, im scared for yiddish. ):&lt;br /&gt;and xuan's scared for her shaking head. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like sneezing non stop now, shit. and my ear infection has spread from the right ear to the left ear. !!! man, i think i better see a doctor. someone should see me now, i look sick as a dog with my sneezes and my sore ears.  haha, thats quite fitting to a dog right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, chao. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115131331875705918?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115131331875705918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115131331875705918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115131331875705918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115131331875705918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-from-my-first-ever-supervised.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115106715394101252</id><published>2006-06-23T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T20:52:33.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh, i cant believe school's reopening in 2 days. (: hectic schedule coming up! panic attack! haha. so its my last "nothing planned for the day" day. quite sad. but i'll go mad after o levels. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dirtylittlesecrets. (: Nice song.&lt;br /&gt;i had more fun with my webcam when my sister came home. haha. (: cam whored again. LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;(: i need my supervised studies form or i think i'll die. oh no. ): haha. i think im gonna ask the office for it tomorrow, pray that the lady wont call mrs chia who will yell at me. ): haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, whatever. not like my mumy doesnt know about it anyway, she signed the form but i lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so supervised studies starts on monday, whoa. they're really pushing us eh. (: wellwell, i like that. at least that means SOLID studying without the urge to come online. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: i bought a happy house pencil case. its cute okay? (: its transparent, i like it.&lt;br /&gt;haha, i sorta copied letty, she has one too, but in a different design. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, gtg, seeya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115106715394101252?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115106715394101252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115106715394101252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115106715394101252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115106715394101252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/ahh-i-cant-believe-schools-reopening.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115106667733391691</id><published>2006-06-23T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T20:44:37.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just felt like doing a quiz, so i stole one from my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three names you go byclarissaclarepeijie?? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three parts of your heritage:chinese, singaporean, mom from malacca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things that scare you:ghosts, public embarrassment, being murdered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three of your everyday essentials:food, water, sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things you are wearing now:pjs, specs, earrings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three of your favourite bands or musical artistes at the moment:elliott yamin, clay aiken, paul twohill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three of your favourite songs at the moment:moody's mood for lovewhen there was me and youopen arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things you want in your r/s [other than love]:loyalty, trust, joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two truths and a lie:i love elliott yamin, i play the piano, i have red specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things of the opp sex that appeal to you:face, eyes, hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three of your hobbies:blogging, tv, reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things you want really badly now:apple ____book, 10 points for o levels, no more bad hair days&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;three places you want to go on vacation:korea, i'll go again and again, paris, states&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things you want to do before you die:own a mini cooper, have a son named elliott, get married in a church on a faraway hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three people you want see take this quiz:xuan, audrey, char.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115106667733391691?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115106667733391691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115106667733391691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115106667733391691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115106667733391691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-just-felt-like-doing-quiz-so-i-stole.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115106255872755980</id><published>2006-06-23T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T19:35:58.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to pee badly but i dread going to the toilet. ARGH!! (:&lt;br /&gt;-bleeding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115106255872755980?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115106255872755980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115106255872755980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115106255872755980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115106255872755980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-need-to-pee-badly-but-i-dread-going.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115104672864605555</id><published>2006-06-23T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T15:12:08.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well hello. (: oh my i didnt realise my webcam can take pictures! (: in that case i dont mind taking over my sister's powerbook (which doesnt have a built in camera unlike the macbook that i want ) (: i'll just get a webcam! (: HAHA, genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday xuan gave me a card and audrey bought me chocolates. (: I LOVE THE TWO OF YOU TO BITS AND PIECES! they made me feel so loved after i told them all about my ER, troubles. like, where can you find such great friends? :D seriously, im uperduper blessed to have the two of you, like, what would i do without you? im feeling the love for them now. (: who wouldnt, if they were me? LOVELOVELOVE X 1000000 infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM BLESSED, SO BLESSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: so i was having narcissistic fun on my webcam. gosh. the things a camera can drive you to do. (: it was fun, so i dont care how spastic i look in the photos. (: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday had rehersals at vch, i seriously think my lip has died. i can feel throbbing everytime i brush my teeth against it. like its gonna explode or something. the place was like, UPERDUPER cold. and it wasnt because i was scared either. no. it was solely due to the air con which was out to kill us. st nicks and fairfield (i think) were there too. i guess it was quite okay, band on sat again. i dont think my lips will ever recover. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schools reopening, damn. so it'll be muggermuggermugger soon. well im gonna try my best to like, do well. i dont care what it takes. :D this is called motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elliott still rocks my world in case you were wondering. taylor who??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. :D life's good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115104672864605555?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115104672864605555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115104672864605555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115104672864605555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115104672864605555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/well-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115071838461357558</id><published>2006-06-19T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T20:01:44.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to know you, i want to see your face, i want to know you more! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched shes the man on youtube! it took AGES to load. and when it was about to finish, my comp thought it was a brilliant time to restart. HOOHAH! you know, i know it just was out to get me. i can just imagine it thinking in its computer brain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brain: " well, look at that irritating pest, her downloads are like, complete man. great time to restart on her now! it'll blow her away! COOL. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[restarts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my comp hates me. ): BOOHOOHOO. anyhow, downloaded it from scratch again, this time using 2 comps, my sis did 7 8 9 10 and i did 1 to 6. finally okay, all loaded, and i watched it! yay man! it was as good as the first time i watched it! :D i loveLOVELOVED that part where duke slammed the towel into malcom's head! (: he's hot! so many hot guys, gosh. i dont even have space for him on my top three list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to refresh everyone's memory on the current status of THE list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESTERN OLD ( well, not that young anyway)&lt;br /&gt;1)elliott yamin&lt;br /&gt;2)tom cruise&lt;br /&gt;3)clay aiken ( HIS NEW LOOK TOTALLY BLOWS ME AWAY )&lt;br /&gt;4)Colin firth&lt;br /&gt;5)Hugh Grant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESTERN YOUNG ( young enough for me to marry anyway )&lt;br /&gt;1)ZAC EFFRON&lt;br /&gt;2)that lord nicholas guy in princess diaries 2 (: HOT.&lt;br /&gt;3)channing tatum ( I FIT HIM IN HERE )&lt;br /&gt;4)chad michael murray. ( i know he's married, i dont care )&lt;br /&gt;5)drake bell ( you KNOW, the one from nickelodeon )&lt;br /&gt;6)aaron samuels from mean girls&lt;br /&gt;7)ricky ullman ( i got a thing for him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASIAN OLD&lt;br /&gt;1)jay chou&lt;br /&gt;2)rain&lt;br /&gt;3)oh that minhe ge in full house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASIAN YOUNG&lt;br /&gt;1)paul twohill! :D&lt;br /&gt;2)position not yet filled.&lt;br /&gt;3) I'LL LET YOU KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, my asian young list is so pathetic. RIGHT. i got so many more western young! (: HAHA&lt;br /&gt;gooodbye, have sweet lives, yall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115071838461357558?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115071838461357558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115071838461357558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115071838461357558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115071838461357558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-want-to-know-you-i-want-to-see-your.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115069331522846416</id><published>2006-06-19T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:01:55.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just finished 2 and a half hours of tuition! goodgoodgood. :DDD I LIKE AMATHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just think,  a few more months of muggingand it'll all be over. seems so easy to say right? but it really can get pretty stressful while trying to cram everything in these FEW months. it seems so long till os'll be over, yet so short and soon. MAN. i really really NEED to do well. like,serioulsy. this is my last chance to prove myself, and everybody wrong. :D then there's this MAC we're talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just ordered macs for lunch! macwings, yum. (: and a macflurry, i hope it comes with lots of oreo bits! im quite hungry, come to think of food and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comeon, MUG HARD NOW, then i can have all the fun i want after the big os.&lt;u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;THINK&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;of what i could do after os, i think i'll go crazy and watch tv/come online/go shopping EVERYDAY! WOOHOOO. yeah man, thats what im talking about. theres so much in life waiting for us to go enjoy, so why do people always only think of the short term hardship and sufferings and KILL themselves? its quite stupid.im sure most of the suiciders could have had DAMN happy lives if they just beared with the short term sadness, i mean, Daddy up there has a BIG mansion for each of his children up there in heaven already! that alone can sustain any christian im SURE, all we have to do is LIVE OUR LIVES to the fullest and PRAISE HIM everyday, thats all we need to do to get us the golden ticket to that heavenly place! (: im so glad xuan introduced me to Christ! :D the best thing that ever happened to me. when she bought me the bible that day, it was like opening a gate in my life, the gate to eternal life and to my saviour. :D NG YUXUAN, YOU REALLY ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: im feeling so happy now, so blessed. even though things may not go my way alot of times, it doesnt matter, for, the closer i live to God, the smaller everything else seems! we're always caught up in the moment, but as we look back everything seems smaller, because Daddy God has cleared everything up for us, and made everything okay! i love GOD with all my heart! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115069331522846416?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115069331522846416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115069331522846416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115069331522846416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115069331522846416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-just-finished-2-and-half-hours-of.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115063345927521852</id><published>2006-06-18T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:24:19.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa. i really really love this template, like, VERY ALOT! i guess its thanks to my sister for the image lah. it really is very beautiful!!! i know i wanted this kind of template since very long ago, but i didnt have the proper image to make it. then i happened to stumble across it in the comp. she made it years ago. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna get a diary! (: then i can pour out my woes without worrying that it'll fall into the wrong ears. like, it's gonna have a lock! i promise im gonna to write faithfully cause this time im really serious about it. cant wait to get it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. (: good mood, studying mood (as soon as i bathe that is), happy.&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna blog about anything unhappy today, although there prolly is, something unhappy that is. ohwell, it happens so often anyway. ): wait it shoud be (: cause im happy no matter what happens now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D TUITION DAY = SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got abit of heredity today at tuition thanks to jes and jo. :D&lt;br /&gt;amath was smooth too! i understand vectors! i understand vectors! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have tuition in the morning tomorrow, the unusual ideas person is coming! see, my mum thinks this tuition company works miracles and she wants to see a miracle in me, amaths. so if i continue this amath, i'll have to stop smartlab, i DONT WANT! but oh, i have to make a choice. i think this unusual ideas tutor is good though. her teaching methods are very thourough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) blessed day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115063345927521852?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115063345927521852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115063345927521852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115063345927521852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115063345927521852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115053576804713637</id><published>2006-06-17T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T17:16:08.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling the sting now eh? well. all i can say is this : HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115053576804713637?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115053576804713637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115053576804713637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115053576804713637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115053576804713637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/feeling-sting-now-eh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115052124468287560</id><published>2006-06-17T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T13:14:04.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloooo. had band yesterday after the lit thing. ((: the lit thing was pointless lah, maybe cause i didnt pay attention. hmmm. its quite funny the woman was so fierce. then this guy was reading newspaper and she said " i cant stand people who dont focus. like that boy reading the newspaper, maybe he wants to work in macdonalds for the rest of his life. " HAHAHAH. it was really funny. why do all grown ups think that working in macdonalds is the worst job ever? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had band. incredibles is like, WHOA. so fast and hard to keep up! #$%^&amp;@@!!! then we played the choochoo song, i like, but could really figure out the notes that fast in combine, my fingers kept getting stuck at the melody part. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fi fafa meme ma re ci do titala.&lt;br /&gt;jit neng sa si gor lak chit pui gou zhap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: HAHAHA, we were being retarded. went to CHILL at video world after band as usual, i like that time alot, like we'll all go there and make asses out of ourselves, laugh at ourselves and just unwind and have fun. i'll spend a bomb there everytime with all the seaweed and chips and food. dont my parents wonder why i always have no appetite during dinner after band? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a funny dream last night. it was about anne, yes, believe it or not. she was migrating or something. and i CRIED in my sleep okay? haha, anne lim! arent you honoured??&lt;br /&gt;then, my dream changed. it was so funny!!! not gonna say it here though. some people might read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO I EVEN BOTHER FEELING UPSET AT YOU? you're just a smelly ass with no life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115052124468287560?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115052124468287560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115052124468287560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115052124468287560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115052124468287560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/helloooo.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115035321915977409</id><published>2006-06-15T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T14:33:39.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry, i didnt post properly yet, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went out with my sister, went to cine for she's the man! (: oh man. that show really rocks. i wished i watched it with a fellow lit person though, it would have been so fun because we'll be able to connect TOGETHER with the show. hahahha. aww, al, dont get sad.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be not afraid of greatness, some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. why did they put that line in there ah? i dont get it. ha.&lt;br /&gt;MALVOLIO IS A STINKING KILLJOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i read twelfth night yesterday, was so into it because of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i bought my stand. it cost me 31 buckaroos okay. haha, whatever, and its super bulky, i guess i'll have to carry it in my bag instead of my case. it cant fit in! haha, there's a high chance i'll forget it though. maybe i'll leave it in the cupboard. the reeds cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the numbness in my ear is still there. shit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pastamania yesterday, wow, two plates of pasta in one day. the pastamania one was so much better than the gelare one, and its like, half the price? gelare pasta is so not worth it. ): haha.&lt;br /&gt;my money fly away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha's a filler. so when im upset and i type haha, its not cause im happy, its cause i want to FILL the page.get it?? ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit seminar tomorrow, yesterday's one was rather pointless. whatever we asked the people just went, it wont come out in o level, so you dont need to know. or, its a difficult question to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? so what if  it doesnt come out for o level? i dont care. i want to know. whats wrong with them? and i didnt understand a single word of their presentation. really really was a waste of money. i rather go for band tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): MAN. tomorrow i think we'll go after lunch. ARGH. i planned my outfit alr. haha, white polo and a skirt, and my ripcurl cardigan. haha. (: then i'll bring my pinafore and shorts. SEE SO SMART! HAHAHA. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-i feel like im bound to you like a caged bird. whats the point anyway? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115035321915977409?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115035321915977409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115035321915977409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115035321915977409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115035321915977409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/sorry-i-didnt-post-properly-yet-so.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115035050298186175</id><published>2006-06-15T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T13:48:22.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>like my template?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115035050298186175?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115035050298186175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115035050298186175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115035050298186175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115035050298186175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/like-my-template.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115034662535973974</id><published>2006-06-15T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T12:43:45.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so today i woke up with this numbness in my ear, like i couldnt hear, was terribly upset. its still there btw. im in a very bad mood. its a good thing theres no band today. i'll just lose my temper with everyone i see, lucky im staying isolated at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay so i woke up at 1130. switched on the tv, was nothing to watch. then the network started getting funny and they said network dont know what, please call 1633. like fine. nothing to watch anyway. came to the comp, internet not working again. i was like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ROAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; restarted the comp, and it was fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im like, in a super bad mood now, like, im about to kill someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115034662535973974?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115034662535973974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115034662535973974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115034662535973974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115034662535973974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-today-i-woke-up-with-this-numbness.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115019653082837815</id><published>2006-06-13T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T19:02:10.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! (: im like super dont know what to do now. like, i feel like im floating. weird eh. (:&lt;br /&gt;why am i finding myself getting irritated so easily? hahah. mood swings? gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh XUAN finally updated. like, after 31534635664321345 times of reading "THEY SAY A PICTURE PAINTS A THOUSAND WORDS" i see something different, like, yay. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;ah. so now im helping her with her template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115019653082837815?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115019653082837815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115019653082837815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115019653082837815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115019653082837815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-im-like-super-dont-know-what-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115018834080186547</id><published>2006-06-13T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T16:45:40.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been trying to make the section tee, but i want colour, and polo, but it'll be very expensive. haha. dontknoe lah, that shitty said she thinks its too ex then people will have trouble paying, so i guess we'll ask the section first before making. but colour will be so nice. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. im tired. im eating nougat. nougat is good. i like the soft nougat but i only have hard hard one. i remember last time i had this big bag of nougat at home. got alot of soft soft one. all different flavours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha. yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not in the mood to blog now. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115018834080186547?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115018834080186547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115018834080186547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115018834080186547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115018834080186547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-been-trying-to-make-section-tee.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115017037918206642</id><published>2006-06-13T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T11:46:19.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why hello there. (: nothing planned for today. except maybe i'll be going to shop with mummy and al. :D. oh gosh. my lit seminar tomorrow just ruined my plans to watch "the two man shows" SHE'S THE MAN AND XMEN3! haha. yeah. at this rate we wont be able to watch both tomorrow on account of all the shopping we have planned to do. man. stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND i need to buy my stand. YES MY CLARINET STAND AUDREY KHOO.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. i promise man, im never gonna leave band early again, and if i do, i will most definitely take ALL my valuables with me. like, my precious warm up book, and my stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band yesterday was tiring. REAL TIRING. i dont know why, but the minute i got back, i hit the massage chair. and that didnt help much either. the sundae ice cream i ate at video world kept coming up my throat. YUCK. i seriously felt like puking. thanks xuan, for that treat. (: HAHA. i went into the room at 2130, wanting to sleep, but then ZACK AND CODY was showing. haha. (: so i stayed up till ten to watch, then i collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. (: i wanna cut my fringe. but i dont want bangs. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to shopshopshop tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115017037918206642?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115017037918206642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115017037918206642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115017037918206642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115017037918206642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-115002570277271282</id><published>2006-06-11T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T19:35:02.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! hahaha. its sunday today! the day of rest. but what did i do? i went for tuition after tuition. talk about resting. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay its the first time im blogging here properly, feels quite weird. the typing box is so big as comapred to diaryland. AH. haha, oh well. you know, sometimes i wish i were a bird in one of those tropical areas, with not a care in the world, (except hunters). yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its easy for adults to say study hard, go go go, jiayou, a few more months only, just cheong, can't you focus? but what they dont know is what a &lt;em&gt;CHORE &lt;/em&gt;studying is, like, when im forced to do it, sometimes i feel like pulling out my hair. i dont see the point in forcing me to study, cause if i dont have the mood, i just wont concentrate, i'll just sit on my bed and stone. so what's the diff, i could be online, i could be watching tv, i could be doing something i like, whereas im being forced to do something im not even gonna do, its retarded. of course i know when to study, its like a bulit in thing in everyone's body right? like, im not gonna slack my life away, just let me do what i want when i want lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, sorry. i just wanted to get that out. studying stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna lie on my bed and never wake up, never wake up to this nighmare of a life.&lt;br /&gt;oh except that i havent driven my mini cooper yet, its my dream car btw. i want it in RED. SO COOL. i really love that car. (italian job) i heard its expensive. oh well. im gonna have it or i'll be very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought you said you werent gonna care no more, then why are you still well, caring? not that i dont want you to, its just, why cant you keep to your word? why do we peoplw always forget our promises?do we want what we say to really seem so insignificant, because no one will believe it? cause they're empty promises, empty words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sorry, emo post. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-115002570277271282?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/115002570277271282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=115002570277271282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115002570277271282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/115002570277271282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-114995145264378707</id><published>2006-06-10T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T22:57:32.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! i jsut moved over from diaryland. im trying blogspot out again. haha. :D yeah. i like this template alot, and i also like my url. dont ask me why. i just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: okay. i think im going to sleep now. goodbye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-114995145264378707?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/114995145264378707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=114995145264378707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/114995145264378707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/114995145264378707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-i-jsut-moved-over-from-diaryland.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29514677.post-114994394907155718</id><published>2006-06-10T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T20:52:29.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>testing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29514677-114994394907155718?l=strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/feeds/114994394907155718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29514677&amp;postID=114994394907155718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/114994394907155718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29514677/posts/default/114994394907155718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strandsofcolouredhair.blogspot.com/2006/06/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>countingteardrops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731674943502279263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
