<?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-25705643</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:24:29.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRALALALA :D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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>350</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25705643.post-5817884101667060347</id><published>2009-02-14T07:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T07:42:23.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf. I am kinda pissed/upset. I baked for 3 hours yesterday till i wanted to give up, but i didn't. But when i switched on the oven, the power supply tripped. When I corrected the power supply button, the oven spoilt. banana. there goes the whole of my effort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-5817884101667060347?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5817884101667060347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=5817884101667060347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5817884101667060347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5817884101667060347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/wtf.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-7978235700330945256</id><published>2009-01-08T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T16:59:15.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had to see the doctor for my hand today, cos I couldn't even write a paragraph of words without my hand shaking. Ridiculous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-7978235700330945256?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7978235700330945256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=7978235700330945256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7978235700330945256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7978235700330945256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2009/01/had-to-see-doctor-for-my-hand-today-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-5151639967532562196</id><published>2008-12-31T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:24:29.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGZXC!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE MURDERING MY DAD'S FISHES!!!!!!!!!! WTF!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate fishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-5151639967532562196?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5151639967532562196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=5151639967532562196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5151639967532562196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5151639967532562196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/12/omgzxc-i-feel-like-murdering-my-dads.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-2252894327608831387</id><published>2008-12-07T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T11:47:05.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been feeling kinda empty these days, I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed? Not exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whats buggering me. Maybe its that stupid dream. Guess I won't be blogging anytime soon, I'll just go learn my Latin and my French for now, until I'm happy enough to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-2252894327608831387?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2252894327608831387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=2252894327608831387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2252894327608831387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2252894327608831387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-been-feeling-kinda-empty-these.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-4761260733723373704</id><published>2008-11-21T14:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:08:19.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so pissed off. I freaking wanna tear all my LCS jianbaos. They are soooo irritating. Point 3a and point 5 are the same! D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, except I can't tear them, cos 1) They're in the computer 2) I'll have to redo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning my computer trying to do her jianbaos! Online jianbaos! Arghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINISHED ONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS 3PAGES LONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have a major headache now. I think jianbaos are sucking my life away. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-4761260733723373704?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4761260733723373704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=4761260733723373704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/4761260733723373704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/4761260733723373704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-so-pissed-off.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-6394801475590549261</id><published>2008-11-14T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:50:22.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love my handphone. Really. I like how it dies on me every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really weird how my handphone off and on(s) by itself. And I'm losing my messages. Thanks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I'm not going to do my english journals here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-6394801475590549261?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6394801475590549261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=6394801475590549261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6394801475590549261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6394801475590549261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-my-handphone.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-1108102930261060388</id><published>2008-11-05T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:13:55.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM FREEEEEEEE FROM CHINESE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WIPES TEARS AWAY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY! THE DAY THAT EVERYONE HAS BEEN WAITING FOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every good thing, there's something bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda needa chiong my jianbaos plus the 20 for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, AT LEAST, THERE AIN'T ANYMORE CHINESE LESSONS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pop the champagne people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant it figuratively. heh. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-1108102930261060388?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1108102930261060388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=1108102930261060388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/1108102930261060388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/1108102930261060388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/11/awesome-i-am-freeeeeeee-from-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-6664888091307628493</id><published>2008-10-25T16:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:33:33.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the fuck is going on? I'm doing nothing but helping and wasting my saliva but this is what I get in return? Great. Thanks a lot, moron. Don't fucking judge me. You will never understand me until you climb into my skin and walk around in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i just remembered one word that describes you perfectly. XIBAL. ROCK ON XIBAL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-6664888091307628493?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6664888091307628493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=6664888091307628493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6664888091307628493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6664888091307628493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-fuck-is-going-on-im-doing-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-2643101268966556688</id><published>2008-10-23T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:32:52.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Literature is hilariously funny. At least we learnt interesting stuff. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-2643101268966556688?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2643101268966556688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=2643101268966556688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2643101268966556688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2643101268966556688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/literature-is-hilariously-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8679774162546168073</id><published>2008-10-20T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T10:45:05.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, the tagboard's up but the scrollbar thing is so screwed up due to my laziness to change the color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for all the birthday wishes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8679774162546168073?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8679774162546168073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8679774162546168073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8679774162546168073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8679774162546168073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-tagboards-up-but-scrollbar-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-7994810466566835525</id><published>2008-10-19T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:01:27.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It still hurts. Ouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-7994810466566835525?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7994810466566835525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=7994810466566835525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7994810466566835525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7994810466566835525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-still-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-5604238096477415968</id><published>2008-10-18T14:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:37:53.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe it. I hit the sack last night at 8.30, hoping that I would wake up to my grandma's calls, but I woke up this morning at 9 instead. A whole 12 hours. Amazing. Must be doing too much LCS homework in the weekdays and ta-daah! I accumulated a sleep debt or something. Since there is a oxygen debt, there must be a sleep debt right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;I love shelley! from the paris hilton bff show! I think she should win it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-5604238096477415968?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5604238096477415968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=5604238096477415968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5604238096477415968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5604238096477415968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cant-believe-mr-toh-wants-me-to-copy.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8133304998031215491</id><published>2008-10-10T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:25:56.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was really unlucky the few weeks before, putting the obvious reasons aside. (By obvious reasons, I mean to say the exams.) 3days before the damn exam, I had a damn fever. Chugged down water like no one's business because in bio, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; states that water is a good solvent and a good transport medium for heat, so I hoped that it would kind of make my body lose latent heat by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;conduction, convection and radiation&lt;/span&gt;. And then, my finger was swollen and filled with pus. ._. how lucky, I cant even hold stuff properly now. I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; glad. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. If you're that dumb, I would like to remind you that the above paragraph was written with heavy sarcasm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, I am not exactly happy that exams are over. No, I am not mad, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; happy that I can pause and have a break and stop mugging, but think again. Now whenever I close my mind, guess what I see?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I see a pile of chinese homework waiting to crush me to death. Then I am that lone figure trying to use my hands and prevent being crushed, of course, to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's supposed to help us for the november chinese Olevels. How can I not do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS TO THAT 2 MARKS PRIVILEGE THAT WE GET IN OLEVELS.  For that, I still think its worth it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall do 2 instead. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8133304998031215491?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8133304998031215491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8133304998031215491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8133304998031215491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8133304998031215491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-really-unlucky-few-weeks-before.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-245504175737462811</id><published>2008-09-13T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:47:15.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know how it really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bothers &lt;/span&gt;me when I can't get to do what I want? Like studying for biology because of the huge mountain of homework that LCS i particularly fond of giving, like going out to the town area to have a walk and do some shopping of exams and not screaming fuck off into someone's face just because I have to be in the same freaking school/class with her for the next one year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetracking, I want to go somewhere. NOW. I want to go Paris, Milan and Italy. But. I don't really think its possible within the next one year or so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-245504175737462811?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/245504175737462811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=245504175737462811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/245504175737462811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/245504175737462811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-know-how-it-really-bothers-me-when.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-1213629595591315522</id><published>2008-09-05T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T20:39:31.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't understand why some people are just so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt;, omg. And the worst? She thinks that everyone is as desperate as her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, hell no, I hate to break your dream, but you're the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; only &lt;/span&gt;one whose like that. Pitiful, aye? But, what the hell is the problem with you? Don't you get it? Its called a F-R-I-E-N-D. Or maybe you're just dumb. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;, this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; meant for you to see. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I kind of finished all my homework. It feels good! Maybe its because I have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; relaxed CCA and no leadership stuff and so, I don't need to go back to school at all!! But hey! I sacrifice my CCA points okay! I'll prolly have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;veryveryvery&lt;/span&gt; low CCA mark or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-1213629595591315522?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1213629595591315522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=1213629595591315522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/1213629595591315522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/1213629595591315522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-understand-why-some-people-are.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-6029243424167599903</id><published>2008-08-31T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:45:32.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chinwen showed me something interesting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're obsessed with twilight when,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Download every song from Stephenie Meyers playlist and listen to them non-stop on your Ipod.&lt;br /&gt;2. You dream about it every night. (ooo! I did! Not every night though&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;3. When you want to go to Forks for your spring break. (I SOOOO gonna migrate there please.)&lt;br /&gt;4.You cringe whenever you hear/see Edward's or Bella's name and it has nothing to do with Stephenie Meyer.&lt;br /&gt;5. You've ceased to believe that vampires actually have fangs or any weakness. And you believe all vampires must be inherently hot. (so true.)&lt;br /&gt;6. You quote lines and use it as your aim/msn name. (HAHAHAH)&lt;br /&gt;7. You refer to your ideal boyfriend as an "Edward." (one word: heh.)&lt;br /&gt;8. You randomly tell people you love edward. (LMAO!! I draw it on all papers that I come across.)&lt;br /&gt;9. You answer "Edward" when someone questions you about your crush.&lt;br /&gt;10. You name your characters in your school essays after the Twilight characters. (yeah, you know what? wenya so crushed this when she told me 'siao ah!' and told me to use other names. D:)&lt;br /&gt;11. You cry because your father used New Moon as a coaster for his drink. (HAHAHAHA, I have all the books except for New Moon!))&lt;br /&gt;12. A love song comes on and you immediately think of Edward and Bella.&lt;br /&gt;13. You think you can feel Edward beside you while you're reading(or just doing nothing at all).&lt;br /&gt;14. You stay locked in your room until you've read it over a million times. (how about zillion?)&lt;br /&gt;15. You talk to your friends about it...even though they have no idea what you're talking about! ( HAHAHA, rachelyong, sorry ah.)&lt;br /&gt;16. While talking to your friends, they mention something that reminds you of Twilight, and you mutter a joke for Twilight-lovers with super hearing and start laughing your head off.&lt;br /&gt;17. You are highly considering naming your future children the characters names.&lt;br /&gt;18. The name Edward becomes your new favorite guy name.&lt;br /&gt;19. You spent a lot of time on the computer searching for pictures of your personal edward &lt;br /&gt;20. You don't let anybody else touch your books. (Oops. kinda true)&lt;br /&gt;21. You sit on the roof of your house every night waiting for Edward to come. (wow. Then i'll be at the 13th level. EH! cool! maybe all the people who wants to wait for edward will gather at the roofttop and then we'll have a twilight party. ._.)(p/s: cos I live in hdb, getit?)&lt;br /&gt;22. You wish for them not to make a Twilight movie because it could never be as good as the book.&lt;br /&gt;23. You and your friends try to guess the entire plot to Breaking Dawn. (ooo! me and wenya try before sia!)&lt;br /&gt;24. You start imagining scenes from the books in your head before you go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;25. You cry at sad parts of the book... Even though you've read it 20 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I ought to stop this entire thing. ._. before anyone goes 'whalao eh, can stop already anot?!?!?' (like my sister.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-6029243424167599903?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6029243424167599903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=6029243424167599903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6029243424167599903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6029243424167599903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/chinwen-showed-me-something-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-5297358642338045586</id><published>2008-08-31T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:33:20.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe I should turn into a-post-a-month kind of thing, you know. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo screwed up. And if you think I'm refering to the results, I'll tell you no, because I aint supposed to get back my results till my mum meets mr yong for the every-year-must-at-least-see-one-time-policy or whatever. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, I'll just leave it dangling there. (I mean the I-am-so-screwed-part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, I just noticed something. Why am I writing in a-way-like-this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda afraid that this feeling of mine will drag and one day I'll morph into some crazy emo kid who slashes her wrists or something. gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-5297358642338045586?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5297358642338045586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=5297358642338045586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5297358642338045586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5297358642338045586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/maybe-i-should-turn-into-post-month.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8587518477527383831</id><published>2008-08-16T14:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T14:38:50.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. OMG. OMG. OMG. twilight aint coming out on the 12.12.08 anymore!! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its coming out on the 21st november!!! 3 weeks earlier. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8587518477527383831?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8587518477527383831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8587518477527383831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8587518477527383831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8587518477527383831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3374443313226124979</id><published>2008-08-09T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T19:00:57.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blog has kind of been kind of peaceful these days but maybe not so much in school life and everything. I seek comfort in twilight and breaking dawn. ._. I KNOW it sounds lame lah, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breaking dawn.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;it rhymes with breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading it in 3 days and to be truthful, I felt closure. :D Wouldn't say the same if i didn't adore Edward Cullen so much. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I want to be the perfect one I should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3374443313226124979?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3374443313226124979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3374443313226124979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3374443313226124979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3374443313226124979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-has-kind-of-been-kind-of-peaceful.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3102886457580411147</id><published>2008-08-09T13:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T14:02:05.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's really because I have zero idea how to phrase my words. and paps, I'm sorry, I'll try my best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3102886457580411147?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3102886457580411147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3102886457580411147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3102886457580411147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3102886457580411147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-really-because-i-have-zero-idea-how.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-4277151878886847797</id><published>2008-07-30T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T18:10:10.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I might pop any moment cos I'm so excited till i can't even sit down properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realized something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a minute ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAKING DAWN IS HERE IN 4 MORE DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGZXC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FANS MYSELF*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, at least I calmed down a little now. I can't believe I'm super slow. I didn't even realise its four days away, even when rachelyong say its a week away, I thought its like 7days more. ohgosh. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-4277151878886847797?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4277151878886847797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=4277151878886847797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/4277151878886847797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/4277151878886847797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-i-might-pop-any-moment-cos-im.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8554996657609173531</id><published>2008-07-20T13:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T18:11:03.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pauline's birthday party was rather fun! LOL, hope she had fun herself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always remember the time when I was real small and I wished and wished to mature and grow up real fast. Looking back, I think I'd rather be a small little kid who was always happy and innocent. That urge to grow up and experience teenage/adult life was really stupid, because, as you grow up, you realize that you have zero control of what is happening and that all that's happening will shape the future you. But since I'm already here, I can only do my best. :D *smiles a ton*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8554996657609173531?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8554996657609173531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8554996657609173531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8554996657609173531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8554996657609173531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/paulines-birthday-party-was-rather-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-2571332896349027724</id><published>2008-07-18T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:07:15.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think you must really not like talking to me already, but I don't really mind. well, at least I think. so.&lt;br /&gt;I think if you say that she treats you like a spare tire, you must treat me like a pawn in your game of chess. i guess thats what its all about. Its all about you, you want the world to centralise around you. BUT, you can't have the best of both (or rather, all the worlds). I know you won't listen but still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-2571332896349027724?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2571332896349027724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=2571332896349027724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2571332896349027724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2571332896349027724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-you-must-really-not-like.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8145364932855629436</id><published>2008-07-13T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:20:34.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer crashed on me just now when I was doing my beloved jianbao. And I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thought &lt;/span&gt;I had to redo the entire fucking thing cos I used an hour or so to do the shit thing. Thank god the computer woke up from its lil' sleep. But I didn't save the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lil' good old friend, the computer (sorry I called you a lil' fucker just now), decided to autosave my jianbao cos it prolly thought it was too important to be un-saved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(so true)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY COMPUTER! I LOVE YOU LIKE SHITZXC NOW, but not as much as edward cullen! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go and continue with my jianbaos now. so yeah. *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8145364932855629436?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8145364932855629436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8145364932855629436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8145364932855629436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8145364932855629436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/so.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-7205039261942577822</id><published>2008-07-10T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T18:11:15.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know somehow, you don't treat us the same anymore. But it doesn't really matter to me and I'll smile because I know I deserve to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools damn tiring can and no amount of sleep can make me feel awake and refreshed in school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-7205039261942577822?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7205039261942577822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=7205039261942577822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7205039261942577822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7205039261942577822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-know-somehow-you-dont-treat-us-same.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8086633619626027359</id><published>2008-07-05T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T10:42:42.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tiring week, thank god for the long weekend to study physics retest and biology test on respiration. Felt as if all energy was drained yesterday till I could only whisper. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn alot of things going on now, and not all are pleasant. Aiya, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O level chinese oral topic was like, totally unexpected can, I was hoping for social issues so that I can talk alot. Thank goodness I could answer all the questions. The most amazing thing was, one of the examiner fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the stuff are on lj, I don't want people to read what they shouldn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8086633619626027359?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8086633619626027359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8086633619626027359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8086633619626027359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8086633619626027359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/tiring-week-thank-god-for-long-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8395486533266896761</id><published>2008-06-28T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:29:51.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You might want to skip reading this because it might get a little too draggy and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been in the best of moods recently, with LCS up our back and scolding us and stuff with her PMS. I can't believe I wasted my tears on her man. I mean, the next day, she was just so happy and all (thank god) but I had to wake up earlier than usual and take a cab (again) at 6.15, just to get my damn black file to do my corrections. I feel kind of screwed up too, my physics is in a disaster zone and I just realized this morning that I didn't attach MY GRAPH to my Emath assignment. I feel damn loserish now. And I threw my temper at mum when she just told me to help her. Damn guilty right now cos she's always the one who buys whatever I want. Feel so pissed off with the world right now, I guess I do regret taking up HCL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I had ignored anyone of you or threw a fucking tantrum at you. I just can't seem to write out everything I feel here, so yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8395486533266896761?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8395486533266896761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8395486533266896761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8395486533266896761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8395486533266896761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-might-want-to-skip-reading-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-989020910049122781</id><published>2008-06-23T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:11:11.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;When to eat lunch after school with wenya and we ended up saying some stupid stuff, leading to 2 stories. &lt;/span&gt;Out of pure boredom, we made up a fantasy or two. We would open our own Psychiatric Clinic together at 28, after getting a pH D in psychology and then working a year or two at a hospital for experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;You can read the story for entertainment, but please be warned that the stories may cause extreme lameness when you understand who it refers to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Disclaimer : X, Y and Z are fictional characters created out of boredom. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;CASE ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X and Y are a couple who got married at 24. nice age, great. :] Then X, who is a shopaholic, started spending WAY more than Y earns. Everyday, when Y comes back, he has to face all the complains of Y and therefore, he decided to sign up for therapy for both of them at .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding us (me and wenya) familiar, X asks: Do I know you?&lt;br /&gt;Us: Well, Kind of, I suppose so.&lt;br /&gt;X: How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;Us: Well, we're 28, same as you. :D It's just that when you were 24, you decided to marry while WE decided to study for our ph D! THATS EXACTLLY WHY we are sitting on THIS SIDE, on THIS CHAIR, while you are sitting on THAT SIDE, on THAT CHAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after an hour or two, x and y leaves.&lt;br /&gt;Us: you'd better keep our card!&lt;br /&gt;y: why?&lt;br /&gt;Us: We've this T-E-R-R-I-B-L-E feeling you're going to need it often! Dont lose it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CASE TWO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Z is a mentally unsound girl, used to be a child-like teenager who acted like 7 when she was 14, with an extreme unbelievable ability not to understand simple maths. eg: simple TOA CAH SOH formula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z: Why is cosine called cosine? Why is the area of a triangle like that? Why does the leaves fall in autumn? Why is an apple called an apple? Why is the sky blue?&lt;br /&gt;Us: Why are you born? Why are you called Z? Why are you dumb? WHY?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I guess I'm too nice to treat people like that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've promised myself I'll pay full attention to lessons when school reopens and sleep at 10.30pm everyday so that I wont fall asleep in class. :D I think it will work, provided if I sleep at the front.  Pinky swear that I will do all my homework. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS UI Gothic;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-989020910049122781?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/989020910049122781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=989020910049122781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/989020910049122781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/989020910049122781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-to-eat-lunch-after-school-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8337868196103976092</id><published>2008-06-17T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T13:00:22.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This was supposed to be last week's post so yeah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest dream I ever had was last night's. IT was about pahang camp except it was a lil' different. It was a indoor place and a mangrove swamp. We were..well..supposed to do water activities there and here comes the most disgusting/funniest part.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;One of the water activities was to jump into a pool of mud(WTF?!?!) LOL! Ultra funny can, everyone was pushed down into that gross pool. When it was my turn, I....ran away. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8337868196103976092?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8337868196103976092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8337868196103976092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8337868196103976092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8337868196103976092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-was-supposed-to-be-last-weeks-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-2986694769522063695</id><published>2008-06-14T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T21:42:18.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am pissed off. extremely. with my hair. D:&lt; I've tolerated it for along time already but it was recently when LCS added fuel to my flames then I got a lil' angrier. Hello, why are there so many flyaway hairs on my head?! whatthebananashit is this. !@#$ And today, the last straw came when I was going out and unable to have my hair in shape. WTF?!?! my hair was flying all over and my ponytail was flying in at least 5 directions, I'm not kidding. It makes me wonder how I'm going back to school in this awful state. And thus, I stepped out of the house looking like a deranged kid who just stepped out of the asylum or war. whatever. I AM SOOO GONNA change the place where I cut my hair, I swear. I'm not going to step foot in that place again unless necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes, and these days I can't get to sleep. ._. Then my brain somehow starts to think of all the stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. You'll never know this, neither will you see this but guess what? I ABHOR YOU. I think your tiny existence is a sad thing and you should like die so that those starving African kids can live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;;watch me strike a match on all my wasted time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-2986694769522063695?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2986694769522063695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=2986694769522063695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2986694769522063695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2986694769522063695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-pissed-off.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3667227494478511704</id><published>2008-06-13T13:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T14:11:26.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did I mention something? A few weeks ago, my mum SUDDENLY decided to send me for chinese tuition every sunday! yay! So from last week (or lastlast week onwards), me have no time for other stuff than chinese tuition! Thanks alot mum, I ADORE you like shitzxc. Chinese tuition was exactly the thing I was earning for! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to xiuwen's house! :D yay that pirate woman agreed to help me so much! Thankzxc! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3667227494478511704?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3667227494478511704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3667227494478511704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3667227494478511704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3667227494478511704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/06/did-i-mention-something-few-weeks-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3175844980516370132</id><published>2008-06-12T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T13:42:58.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Narnia was soooo much better than what I expected okay! (x1000000000) At first I thought it would be dead boring and stuff, but it turned out rather good. :D I wouldn't even mind if I watched it again.  :]  It was rather fun when we started talking and stuff. :D and I'm off to watch bratz :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3175844980516370132?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3175844980516370132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3175844980516370132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3175844980516370132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3175844980516370132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/06/narnia-was-soooo-much-better-than-what.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-1318748558950249400</id><published>2008-06-11T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T12:34:16.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what is this feeling, but I'm feeling rather fed up with the people in this world. what the hell, I can't even leave that horrible place. D:&lt; I know it's no use grumling over these things but I feel bloody moron lor. cos I know its impossible to convince them but hell, I already said my piece, just give me a break lah! and there's my sister who insists on doing things her own way. Someone please tell her that I have to be responsible with all the wrong stuff that she's gonna do and get it into that selfish brain of hers. And convincing her is equivalent to wasting my time.  And I feel damn ass now, wasting my holidays when I'm s-u-p-p-o-s-e-d to study my P-H-Y-S-I-C-S WHEN THERE'S NO ONE TO HELP ME!?!?! people are fucking selfish. Ohyes, great! I'm gonna get my twin sister, nixek who scored 39 for her mid-year phyisics to teacher me! OHYEAH!  or my BFF pinkie who got 20+ to teach me! :O INCREDIBLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pardon my awful English now cos being angry entitles me to use broken, incoherent English and sometimes vulgar, sarcastic shit. Pray that you never have to see this kinda thing ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-1318748558950249400?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1318748558950249400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=1318748558950249400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/1318748558950249400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/1318748558950249400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-dont-know-what-is-this-feeling-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3942020420575031597</id><published>2008-06-03T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T23:10:19.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I declare war with _ _ _ _. :D Fats (the one supposed to be in the blank, if you didn't realise) is now my enemy. I'm gonna give all my might to kill it! D:&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3942020420575031597?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3942020420575031597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3942020420575031597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3942020420575031597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3942020420575031597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-declare-war-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3602617877153462514</id><published>2008-06-02T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T23:15:10.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe it. I'm jealous, thats what the feeling got to be. I'm jealous, muthafucking idiot, &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; can I be jealous, for god's sake. D:&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3602617877153462514?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3602617877153462514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3602617877153462514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3602617877153462514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3602617877153462514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-663719091958203149</id><published>2008-05-31T21:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:06:54.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>._. meeting lcs lasted for an hour plus. thats like the longest period of time my mum has ever met ANY teacher, considering the fact that she rarely shows her face infront of any teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aware that my hair is always messy, thank you very much. BUT you don't have to tell my mum that my hair is always messy and I always look as if I came back from a war whenever I come for your classes. WHAT? DONT LAUGH. but yes, sadly, this was one of the things my mum got informed about. ._. apparently I'm mulan. guffaw all you want. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you bossy bitchy woman please keep your hands to yourself. stop trying to make her miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, I was TOTALLy not refering to lcs at the last part please. lcs is no bossy bitchy woman. :D she is my older version of BFF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-663719091958203149?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/663719091958203149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=663719091958203149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/663719091958203149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/663719091958203149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-384443876148216517</id><published>2008-05-26T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:59:16.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It had never struck me that the people around me did such things. Neither did it strike me that alot of my friends were self-conscious and depressed over alot of things which may seem small. I guess I have been talking to much and not giving my friends a chance to express their thoughts. Maybe it wouldn't come as a surprise if one day i happen to know that they know my daily happenings more than I know theirs. (But they wouldnt know me more than I know them though (:)Perhaps it is the time to start listening. I'm sorry x, y, s. :( I haven't been too good a friend, have I? I'll start today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-384443876148216517?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/384443876148216517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=384443876148216517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/384443876148216517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/384443876148216517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-had-never-struck-me-that-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3785454494117913780</id><published>2008-05-25T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T12:55:36.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am a piece of dead meat. I've got terrible shitass results! :( and my position dropped like POOF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing is that LCS wants to see my mum still. So my mum has to make one special trip to school cos she's not seeing mr yong. prepare for the battle LCS! the people in my family are fierce shit, I tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3785454494117913780?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3785454494117913780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3785454494117913780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3785454494117913780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3785454494117913780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-piece-of-dead-meat.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8461259360187356393</id><published>2008-05-18T22:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T23:13:24.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know somethimes I feel downright guilty, like now. While sitting here wondering what to do for tomorrow, watching the tv, I see the news. and szechuan is being struck with an earthquake. again. I mean, its not even as if they got over the first earthquake, and here's the second one. I kinda pity the folks living there (which is not very often) and there was this girl crying and blabbering on the tv. about how her colleague had to go down to save a child and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me guilty because I'm sitting here, enjoying good food and feeling very bored while &lt;em&gt;they, the people of sze chuan, &lt;/em&gt;are probably feeling very anxious and doing whatever they can to save the common folks out of the rumbles. and they probably won't have very good food to eat for the next few months. :( *sobs and shows immense guilt and pity* I'm serious. believe me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall do this lil' quiz out of sheer boredom, grabbed from dearest stephaniequak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you love yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WELL,&lt;/em&gt; if loving a fat ass (myself) is considered, then, unfortunately, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;1) stare at hime in the eye and ask him if he really wants to do that.&lt;br /&gt;2) If his answer is yes, I'll prolly shred off his balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, I was just kidding. I wouldn't actually do anything since nothing you do can make him change his mind, so just dont waste a single bit of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;I'ld want everyone to be healthy and I would want to be a pyschologist! (I know its 2 but it doesn't really matter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really think that far. heehee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;A humorous guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed: loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;The latter, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;It depends. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;I'll..I'll break down.... *wails* nah, I'll actually continue to live my life, like yeah. what can I do anyway? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;yes. actually it was just 4hours ago. but my grandma told me to face it and stop dwelling on it cos its a fact. I guess the truth hurts. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What do you want most in life?&lt;br /&gt;I actually need alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;br /&gt;that would be when I'm 24? okay, I guess I'll be a freaking good psychologist trying to hypnotize people and read their minds. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;family, my friends and OHYES! how could I forget my &lt;em&gt;BFFS&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, I got it from stephanie. so here goes: I think she is the funniest vet I'll ever see in 10years time. trust me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Would you rather be; single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;single and rich the go find someone! BWAHAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;br /&gt;I run out of my bed and tie my hair and get ready for school. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;helloo~!&lt;/em&gt; A relationship means that you've to give all you've got, sacrifacing and all. so yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, depends what type they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What type of friends do you like?&lt;br /&gt;I like friends who can be silently there for you when you need them and scolding you a pig when you're okay. ._.&lt;br /&gt;andyes, thats you, mrs chin. and I hope the entire world sees this. *coughsxiuweneugenechincoughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What type of friends do you dislike?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, people who are selfish and suckups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont tag people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: do not ask me to link you. i will when i am free or when I'm feeling happy. I will delete you damn tag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8461259360187356393?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8461259360187356393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8461259360187356393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8461259360187356393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8461259360187356393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-know-somethimes-i-feel-downright.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-4463399120879477886</id><published>2008-05-18T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T13:10:43.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so bored, I could just sit here to rot. And now, there's another wedding going on at the void deck. AND, they are playing some relaxing songs. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-4463399120879477886?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4463399120879477886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=4463399120879477886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/4463399120879477886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/4463399120879477886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-so-bored-i-could-just-sit-here-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-4869261334674572118</id><published>2008-05-14T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:06:49.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no idea what is going on with that accent of yours. and I think you are trying too hard. stop it. Dont make me go crazy. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-4869261334674572118?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4869261334674572118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=4869261334674572118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/4869261334674572118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/4869261334674572118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-no-idea-what-is-going-on-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-6487145889521193456</id><published>2008-05-14T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:03:23.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Emaths and listening left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I screwed up for all my papers, except Amath. :( THIS IS IT! i swear I'm never going to do last minute studying EVEREVER AGAIN! It's screwing up my life, making me not have enough sleep before exams. So, I decided I shall do studying like 2months before the exams. Then I'll be prepared! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After physics and literature, we ( rachel, shermaine, wenya and cuthbert) went to tampines mac! omgzxc, now I sound like some excited 2-year-old kiddo. ._. nevermind. anyway, we came out with my BFF (best bitch friend), pinkie. AND, she's all their friend, like how cool is that! :D BFF, you should be damn honoured, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTRODUCING...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINKIE! WTF! BLOGGER REFUSES TO UPLOAD THE DAMN IMAGE TIME AND AGAIN so just imagine! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, on Monday, wenya and I went to take a look at T3, which I kinda already did. but I know where is the&lt;br /&gt;Mac now already! (opens champagne bottle) All I have got to say is that T3 is kinda like a barren plot of land which has a few empty areas here and there. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WENT TO WATCH 'WHAT HAPPEN IN VEGAS' yesterday with rachel and wenya. Its a fab show! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU KNOW WHAT! It makes me happy that exams ended because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I can get proper slep like omgzxc! It's been like forever since I got my uhh 6hours of sleep and my naps. I AM NO PIG. DONT GIVE ME THAT STUPID LOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) THIS MEANS GETTING A LIFE! You know what? I think students might as well go on eBay and see whether they have lives on sale and get a life, exams stresses everyone out! :D&lt;br /&gt;3) An ultimate and maximum rate of going out baby! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH. To think that this was supposed to be a long shitass post, supposingly supposed to scare the shit out of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, did &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; mention that my pretty movie, 'what happens in Vegas' got ruined by 2 things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) those bitches sitting beside me. I swear they made so much noise like as if they just paid 200bucks for the moive, so they have the effing privilege to make noises like 'aww', 'leave her alone!', 'shoo! go away!' and blahblah shit. &lt;em&gt;DO YOU&lt;/em&gt; even &lt;em&gt;think that your stupid whining can change the script of the movie? &lt;/em&gt;NO RIGHT! SO JUST SHUT THE HELL UP and give me some peace. and what's up with that hair? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) WHAT THE HELL DID I DO TO DESERVE SUCH A BFF2?!?! I dont want so many of them! what do they want from me?!?! UGHH. major turnoff later such that I forgot all the sweet and nice scenes. wth. There should totally be a law where you can sue people for perpetual harrasment. except that the court's going to be reallyyyyyyyy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. STOP. even if you read this, you know what, just ignore what I said, because it's just a chain of incoherent shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, and, this post kind of mean no offence to my BFFS. please forgive me and lets be best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, I wanna catch made of honour and sex in the city. anyone? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-6487145889521193456?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6487145889521193456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=6487145889521193456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6487145889521193456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6487145889521193456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/05/emaths-and-listening-left-i-think-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-1577998943864446552</id><published>2008-05-04T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:02:57.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a day more to MID YEAR! :o I havent fricking revise finish. :O HOWHOWHOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics sucks. TEACH ME SOMEONE!! TEACH ME!! BEATS CHEST LIKE GORILLA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-1577998943864446552?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1577998943864446552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=1577998943864446552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/1577998943864446552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/1577998943864446552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-more-to-mid-year-o-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-2316088073226611930</id><published>2008-04-30T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T23:47:10.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY! I'VE MANAGED TO LOGIN. cos blogger keeps telling me that the email add I provide is incorrect. like, HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trudged back home today with my mountain hill of books in silence. after putting down my back and stuff, went to xiuwen's house to do the shoe!!! the result is pretty good, considering the fact that we were both first-timers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft, my mum just told me to delete a whole chunk of what I wrote. another time maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-2316088073226611930?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2316088073226611930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=2316088073226611930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2316088073226611930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2316088073226611930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-ive-managed-to-login.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-7864315449616574998</id><published>2008-04-19T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T22:26:51.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the record-breaking thingy is cool alright! (despite the fact that we kinda sat there for 2-3hours!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school for bio lesson and in the end, we went to squeeze onto truck/push truck before going home. kinda left halfway. ohwell. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, I change the cbox colour. it's kinda ugly, but bear with it. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll upload some pictures. another day.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;edit&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I haven't complained about how pissed off I feel right now. wahlaoo! I actually forgot to save the teplate then I had to retype everything, redo links. ARGH! can life get any worse. PFFT. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/edit&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-7864315449616574998?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7864315449616574998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=7864315449616574998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7864315449616574998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7864315449616574998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/04/record-breaking-thingy-is-cool-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-996616582799100797</id><published>2008-04-18T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T22:49:58.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll prolly change the cbox colour some other day,I'm freaking tired. Bio extra lesson tmr! I've never gone to school on saturday for an extra lesson before! :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-996616582799100797?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/996616582799100797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=996616582799100797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/996616582799100797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/996616582799100797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/04/ill-prolly-change-cbox-colour-some.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-588933402249019808</id><published>2008-03-28T22:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T22:22:23.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WE WON THE COMPETITION CHEER ALRIGHT! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ego-box.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 50px" height="80" alt="Cute Quotes" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/quotes/cat/Friendship/The-Craziest-Idiots.gif" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TY friends! (I KNOW ITS OVERLAPPING BUT I DONT WANT IT ANY SMALLER! :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-588933402249019808?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/588933402249019808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=588933402249019808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/588933402249019808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/588933402249019808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/03/yay-we-won-competition-cheer-alright-d.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3143026072548708847</id><published>2008-03-26T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T18:42:27.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; make someone your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;priority&lt;/span&gt; when they're only making you an option. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like what? a post in a million years. haha, and homeworks choking me like usual. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3143026072548708847?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3143026072548708847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3143026072548708847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3143026072548708847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3143026072548708847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-make-someone-your-priority-when.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-2745817493870636724</id><published>2008-03-02T11:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T11:35:18.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh, wow! pahang tomorrow and I'm packing my stuff. :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-2745817493870636724?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2745817493870636724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=2745817493870636724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2745817493870636724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2745817493870636724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-wow-pahang-tomorrow-and-im-packing.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-5355508831118684533</id><published>2008-02-21T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:49:09.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol, so dead. I'm really tired. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I dont think my progress report will be very nice. and I see no point in writing the same word which i learnt so many times. total waste of time. and stop giving excuses for yourself when we cant do it. It's called an irony; you aint practising what you preach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tries to laugh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so incoherent. I need extra time to sleep. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-5355508831118684533?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5355508831118684533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=5355508831118684533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5355508831118684533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5355508831118684533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/02/lol-so-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-6821762210349980640</id><published>2008-02-06T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:45:18.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMYGOD. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was half day today! *jumpsaround*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what I did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home, bathed and went to bed for 5hours. so much for sleeping little. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally dont look forward to CNY okay. :( I have like utterly boring cousins who are between the age of 10-1. pathethic aye? I just sit there and listen to a whole load of gibberish they churn up and act happy. besides the part about angpaos, I literally have NOTHING to look forward to chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have a chinese test next monday. like what? super cool? My dad says if the chinese teacher rings him up and complains that I actually fail my HCL test, he will act blur and say that he doesnt know such a person called kexin. what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till another time :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-6821762210349980640?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6821762210349980640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=6821762210349980640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6821762210349980640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6821762210349980640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/02/ohmygod.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3096579664779269602</id><published>2008-02-05T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T21:37:56.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AND I'm laughing about my luck, laughing about how things went. I cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, please slap me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slaps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's horrifyingly true! I know it's as if I'm talking nonsense to some people but people who I actually ranted out (FA XIE, my chinese is mighty good okay!) to, would know that it's utterly stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BEST JOKE OF, LIKE, MY ENTIRE FOURTEEN YEARS (OF LIFE) OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;LAUGHSLAUGHSLAUGHS!&lt;/p&gt;so cool. totally. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way, I was totally kidding about that part where my chinese is mighty good. thank god the chinese teacher did'nt see my spelling paper which was 80percent blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, I cant stand that tagboard over there *points* its like pissing me off to no ends, the colour aint nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah! I'm like so getting my own joke, and my sister laughs at me even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand today's enterprise was better, we went out pasting some posters and saw! the door opening on its own, and we all screamed and ran like some crazy people.&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/25705643-3096579664779269602?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3096579664779269602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3096579664779269602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3096579664779269602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3096579664779269602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-im-laughing-about-my-luck-laughing.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-221663616505615942</id><published>2008-01-31T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T17:45:06.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;skin's changed, links done, tagboard's removed. will put in when I have some spare time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-221663616505615942?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/221663616505615942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=221663616505615942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/221663616505615942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/221663616505615942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/01/skins-changed-links-done-tagboards.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-6075099553980544700</id><published>2008-01-31T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T17:09:58.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought I was mighty fine, alright, handling what I thought I could. and yet, I'm lost. like completely lost; I need someone to help me find my way back, to help me regain back my grades, my happiness. and prolly 1/8 of my nice self. but my nice self's too boring, so why bother. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was something unexpected; something unpleasant. and somehow, I dont feel safe saying it all here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, mr yong's retina tore or something and I miss him man, like, he's quite nice, with a dose of super lameness. but not as lame as yining lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-6075099553980544700?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6075099553980544700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=6075099553980544700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6075099553980544700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6075099553980544700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-thought-i-was-mighty-fine-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8805184515594902924</id><published>2008-01-25T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T21:41:43.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>really feel happy for the sec4s for getting such good results. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have lots of test, and very little happy things. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8805184515594902924?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8805184515594902924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8805184515594902924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8805184515594902924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8805184515594902924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/01/really-feel-happy-for-sec4s-for-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-2830826278956571541</id><published>2008-01-20T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T18:54:23.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's been okay lately, except for some asses getting up my neck. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-2830826278956571541?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2830826278956571541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=2830826278956571541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2830826278956571541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2830826278956571541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/01/d-everythings-been-okay-lately-except.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3364834134155082916</id><published>2008-01-08T17:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T18:00:45.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whatever. just carry on making your &lt;strong&gt;mistake&lt;/strong&gt; if you want to. I'm not going to care; my tolerance has already hit the limit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3364834134155082916?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3364834134155082916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3364834134155082916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3364834134155082916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3364834134155082916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/01/whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-7808917506027149249</id><published>2008-01-06T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:00:45.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>300th post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy, but I really cant smile. like what the hell. I am very depressed and I guess everyone is sick of me complaining. oh whatever, I guess its supposed to be hard for us to adapt. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS 2L and all teachers who taught 2L, even TLC. :( I'm quite surprised that although mdm lim is quite funny and lame, I miss looking at TLC and hearing her very gentle voice till I want to sleep. :x ET also! I'm not used to not hearing his 'VOLUNTEER' word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant get used to not having a bimbotic class manager (LOL!), not used to not having ena nag me to wake up from napping in class, not used to not hearing 'tiaohai', not used to not having lame people sitting around me like xueer and yining, not used to not hearing leexin and intan the veryveryvery loudspeakers. not used to not having biji (super weird), not used to not hearing everyone's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just go and do my pile of unfinished homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-7808917506027149249?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7808917506027149249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=7808917506027149249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7808917506027149249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7808917506027149249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/01/300th-post-i-should-be-happy-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8827109119658234403</id><published>2008-01-04T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:27:17.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like kimchi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I &lt;s&gt;kind of&lt;/s&gt; miss 2L veryveryvery much :( who would say they dont miss thier former classes? shoot whoever who dont. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. first few days and the teachers are already giving talks. I am damn scared of SPA. when I was in sec2, I relied on my partners (for practical), cos I always have helpful and smart partners. and now, for me to do a practical on my own and not make any mistake is.. fine, but difficult, because I am more than often, too slow to understand. Like for physics, zuhair help me, biology got wenya (?) or is it joey (?) to help me. and for chemistry, I help myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its time for me to grow up (and be independent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that I dont lose my worksheets, I have a tendency to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8827109119658234403?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8827109119658234403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8827109119658234403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8827109119658234403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8827109119658234403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-like-kimchi-d-anyway-i-kind-of-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-6204581922957332702</id><published>2008-01-03T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T17:43:35.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is already the 3rd day of the year, the second day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and school was.. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah, whatever, I dont feel like continuing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-6204581922957332702?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6204581922957332702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=6204581922957332702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6204581922957332702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6204581922957332702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-is-already-3rd-day-of-year-second.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-5129890311205281872</id><published>2007-12-25T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T15:48:37.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice Christmas eve I had this year. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll be glad to know that the computer died on me last night! :O it was'nt so bad, the monitor broke down. what a time. And I got scolded for over-using the computer. YAY PEOPLE, LET'S REJOICE. but I'm quite glad its only the monitor though. So now, I'm using this ultra thick computer with a tiny screen. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later then :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-5129890311205281872?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5129890311205281872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=5129890311205281872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5129890311205281872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5129890311205281872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-what-nice-christmas-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-1709858022679563315</id><published>2007-12-23T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T22:36:26.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SAVED THE WORLD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe not, maybe just a few trees. :D I cleared out my bedroom which was...utterly, untidy! according to my sister, she said I might as well live in a pig's sty! ._. It ain't so bad okay! And I am waiting for the recycle person to come. So that I can save trees. or do a good deed. Whatever, it's all the same anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog tomorrow :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-1709858022679563315?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1709858022679563315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=1709858022679563315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/1709858022679563315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/1709858022679563315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-saved-world.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8165075756518753504</id><published>2007-12-16T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T11:19:04.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;out with xiuwen someday before, to get something done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though we did'nt suceed, it's a really BIG LOAD OFF MY MIND! like yay man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to T3 first :D to look around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post will have to wait, simply because I am too pissed. way too. so you can simply ignore this ass-shit post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason for being angry? HOMEWORK and school holidays. not that I'm upset that we have school holidays, I'm upset wth the fact that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SCHOOL IS STARTING SOON AND I HAVE NOT DONE MY HOMEWORK. &lt;/span&gt; forget done, I have'nt started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is maddening me! like, I always manage to finish my homework (i guess so, uhh, maybe 70%) on time! AND, of all things, I dont feel prepared and relaxed to go to school! Like my mind is still in a state of holiday mood, at this rate, I wonder how am I going to start &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STUDYING AND DOING MY HOMEWORK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even my mum and grandma feels worried for my pile of homework which will be counted in the CA marks. and I just can't force myself to sit infront of the jianbos a whole day without using the computer and going out. I know that I'll be able to finish alot if I just stop using the computer. and going out. but HEY! i have a life too okay! life isnt all about work and jianbaos! (when I mean work, it really means work, not studying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand I dont want to have a new class! like 2L is totally fine, why dont we still stay in the same class and sit together during flag-raising, recess and stuff and just attend diffent lessons when there is a need! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel apprehensive about my new class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel better after typing all this crap out. maybe a lil'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8165075756518753504?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8165075756518753504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8165075756518753504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8165075756518753504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8165075756518753504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/out-with-xiuwen-someday-before-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-750485262187151999</id><published>2007-12-12T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T13:48:13.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think Im going to avoid salmon for while now. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with these two crazy women to ribencun at the swimming pool and IKEA :DD&lt;br /&gt;(we wanted to go swimming but the weather was acting a lil' crazy again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we gave a shot at the buffet since all of us didnt try the buffet before. (not that it has any difference on the food though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TADAA! I was so full that I didnt eat my dinner yesterday! And the buffet was meant for our lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ordered THIS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS, ( I hate this chawanmushi thang. xiuwen agrees too. but stephanie like! :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, alot of food leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TABLE 18 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last piece of salmon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC000181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as if we achieved a great feat by finishing so much food. but yeah, IT IS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYES, you should have seen the table digonally opposite us, they ordered like PLATES and PLATES. for two people. I wonder whether they paid the extra charges for not being able to finish the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bill isnt so nice :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on second thought, 52.50 divided by 3 is actually okay (17bucks)! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont playplay hor! the bill is THIS long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we walked (in the rain) to IKEA! ehh, no!, I mean, we walked to tampines and took the bus to IKEA! Im getting kinda blur these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVELY IKEA! :D when I grow up and have my own house, I shall have every single piece of furniture from IKEA because all IKEA designs are rather lovely (and cool)and I love them! (I know I sound childish, but hey! my love for IKEA. heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stephaniequak was really cooperative that day okay! that's why we have such pictures ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prettyaye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this design is super cool okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most comical tag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! imagine: throw xiuwen! throw stephanie! they two fly around. (this is what happens when a person gets stuck at home.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiuwen feels sad about the sheep incident which she saw in aussie D: like we do! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is freakky :O (maybe not!) I guess if she was a ghost, she would be the friendliest one, not that Im cursing her to die lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE MOST IMPORTANT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WARNING: SUPER LAME. YOU MIGHT DIE FROM THE LAMENESS.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYES. there's a story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came acorss this very fantasy cupboard (which is extremely pink and dubious) and got very curious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we decided to open it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these three characters. :O and we decided to bring it home (by paying money, of course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hippo (AHPINK) comes from hippo land. and AHGREEN and AHBLUE decides to invade her. ehh, no, her homeland. invade her sounds kinda wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon me, I had to tip-toe to take this picture. BUT I AINT SHORT. I AM TALL OKAY. just that you're abit taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they became bestfriends! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SPOT SOMETHING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/SEEANYTHING.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE ANYTHING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/SEESOMETHING.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahpink, ahblue, ahgreen invaded the, umm, whatever its called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC001191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the directory of IKEA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00090.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy and lame day :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-750485262187151999?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/750485262187151999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=750485262187151999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/750485262187151999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/750485262187151999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-think-im-going-to-avoid-salmon-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-6183311680367677083</id><published>2007-12-08T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:09:33.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:DD I really do think I need to do a list of what I need to do before school reopens, just because I am veryveryvery forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: buy a new bag (!! I have been using that zinc bag for wayy toooo long!)&lt;br /&gt;#2: buy new school shoes&lt;br /&gt;#3: buy new pencil case :DDD&lt;br /&gt;#3: take the form for renewal of locker (ughh, I actually forgot to take!)&lt;br /&gt;#4: do homework &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;#5: forget those unhappy stuff and CONCENTRATE ON MY STUDIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, that's should be all! :DD actually, it's kind of alot. cos homework is mountains and heaps of it, and I have to find a time to go shop, swim and do homework while I'm working. thankgoodness I am only working 3days now. cut down :DD but somehow, i'm getting to love my job more and more  :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY IS GOING TO BE A GREAT DAYY :DD, mum's going to apply for another card for me and day out with stephaniequak and chienxiuwen, finally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-6183311680367677083?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6183311680367677083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=6183311680367677083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6183311680367677083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6183311680367677083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/dd-i-really-do-think-i-need-to-do-list.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3867932976412269726</id><published>2007-12-08T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T15:55:00.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tag replies first :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiuwen; ohyay! ehh! but that day go don't have hor. LOL :DD&lt;br /&gt;wanyi; okay.&lt;br /&gt;stephanie; thanks alot yeah! :DDD nah, i think I'll just do 8. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am becoming into a pig.  D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have this sudden craving and urge to run to mcdonalds and eat &lt;u&gt;HOTCAKE WITH SAUSAGE&lt;/u&gt; ohmygosh! It's really nice okay! call me a pig, but still it's and undeniable fact that I love it, esp the hotcake and the sausage. ehh, wait, I ain't making sense. there's only hotcake and sausage in the yellow styrofoam box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOPP. STOPP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog when my mood is better. :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3867932976412269726?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3867932976412269726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3867932976412269726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3867932976412269726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3867932976412269726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/tag-replies-first-d-xiuwen-ohyay-ehh.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3815580568818029024</id><published>2007-12-01T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T22:05:52.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amaths is.. kinda complicating. I went for my FIRST Amaths tution today! ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after the tuition, xiuwen and I were &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SUPPOSED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to go swimming, but she only woke up at 5.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we ended up having dinner together. but I had mine at home alr, so I ate ICEKACHANG (however its spelt) :DD and she ate uhh, duck noodles? or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pictures are all NOT edited. :DD I'm just so lazy. :DD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the picture of xiuwen's noodles is too big and I am FAR TOO LAZY to go and edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the shared icekachang :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she is very happy, like I am :DDDD I am truly sorry, chienchien. or Mrs chin. please don't ask your boyf, not bff, to bash me up. this is wayyyy too cute. good things are meant to be shared with the world, ayy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her soup that goes with the noodles. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;(ohyes, those two thingy are strands of noodles, not saliva or whatever.)&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating the icekachang, she kept saying that she wants to eat the spagetti cos she saw the lil' girl eating. :DD and we went to buy fries that are fatter than mcdonald's and cheaper. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note, this is one of my favourite book :DD you did'nt see wrong! I LOVE MY LITERATURE TEXT! i think its more than just &lt;u&gt;FAB&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my notes to coerce me to do my homework, I did'nt really do anything (which I failed to complete anything. totally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So threatening also cannot! (maybe not very. fine. whatever. but, STILL. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, I finally bought this book!! :DD It's nice okay! andand, I am SO DETERMINED to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;STOP READING HORNY BOOKS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YES, I AM GOING TO DO IT. i WILL BECOME A CLEAN-MINDED PERSON. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q286/k3xxin/DSC00018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS BOOK IS NOT HORNY OKAY!! chienxiuwen actually thought that it was a horny book! its a very touching story where the father gave away his daughter to the nurse because the baby girl had Down syndrome. So.. URGH!! UNFEELING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a second thought, maybe I shouldnt stop reading &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;horny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; books. I would'nt want to lessen my variety of books AND my knowledge, would I? yeah! ET would agree, he said that to have a GOOD VOCABULARY, one must read a variety of books! maybe he did'nt mean it as encouraging us to read horny books but its still a book that provides vocabulary okay, just that its a tad lesser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohdear, I think im becoming a lil' of the geek. never mind, who says that a person who like to read will be a geek? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love maths and science but I have a passion for fashion. (from the bratz movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its absolutely right! And look at wenya! she's an example! ehh, wahlao, she got the edusave scholarship thingy, top 10percent. mine is merit busary, every year get the letter also can't get the money. but, HEY! this proves that my family income is more than 4000bucks! :DD and she aint a GEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when can I really dress like I want to in this not exactly too open 'place'. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my money from the bank account so that I can go shopping with chienchien or rachel or wenya or ena or stephaniequak orMOM (even better, she pays) !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3815580568818029024?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3815580568818029024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3815580568818029024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3815580568818029024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3815580568818029024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/amaths-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-503328064951139681</id><published>2007-11-30T13:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T13:51:09.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weather's kind of mad these days. Its so cold :DD and I think I totally can wear a jacket at home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand, I told my mum yesterday night when I reach around 18 or 20, I want to highlight my hair like red or blue, not 14 or 16 cos people will think I am some damn ah lian. And she scolded me shen jing bing (crazy) :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation went like that (changed to english) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me :D: eh, mommy!! you know right, when I grow up I want to highlight my hair like red or blue. I think its quite nice, and its more special, compared to the people who highlight their hair to brown or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: yeah, you might as well dye your entire hair white, more special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister: laughs like some idiotic madwoman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *speechless*&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I am aiming to finish 2 jianbaos and the maths worksheet today, since I dilly-dally dragged my blogging time on. I cannot believe it. I just left this window open and did something else instead of continue blogging. okay, so the time is already 1.50 pm D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-503328064951139681?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/503328064951139681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=503328064951139681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/503328064951139681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/503328064951139681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/11/weathers-kind-of-mad-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3686465561404248290</id><published>2007-11-28T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T20:57:52.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm, bratz movie. maybe this movie thang really applies to real life, it ain't just another movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye. you cant blame me, neither can you blame her. It's just so that you can really create this feeling for us to reside in. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we keep mum, but we'll continue playing with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men kick friendship around like a football, but it doesn't seem to crack. Women treat it like glass and it goes to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anne Morrow Lindbergh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shant blog ANYHTING about my homework. :/ makes me depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh!! I saw lim wei cheng today after work! He looks damn mature okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder I look more mature anot, because Im often mistaken for a Sec1 instead of sec2. Apparently, people say I am, 1)short 2)look immature. D: really meh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3686465561404248290?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3686465561404248290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3686465561404248290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3686465561404248290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3686465561404248290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmm-bratz-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-2398678378237495332</id><published>2007-11-26T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:53:24.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is going to be a REAL boring post. so I really do suggest you press the red 'X'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watch more channel8 drama serials, and ohmygosh man! I realised that they are indeed quite boring. :o this phenomenen ( I am so chim. :D) actually didn't just start today. started long time ago when the story plots all started to be strangely, similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I still have not saved enough money for my camera! I wonder how some people earn almost 700bucks when they started work almost the same time as me. D: my camera! help me! :D I do want a digital camera, but I've only earned 200bucks so far. :( that is like, pathetic okay. and part of the 200bucks goes to useless stuff. heh. cheap thrills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIEN XIUWEN, YOU OWE ME ONE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I just watched ENCHANTED online. tsk. to a place where there would be no happy endings. that might be true afterall. I have'nt seen any happy endings for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh jianbaos, you simply turn me off. I'd prefer to read books and study my textbooks :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-2398678378237495332?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2398678378237495332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=2398678378237495332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2398678378237495332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2398678378237495332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-going-to-be-real-boring-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3378697859090721895</id><published>2007-11-25T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T20:58:08.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is stupid. I have yet to take out my pay from the bank D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3378697859090721895?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3378697859090721895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3378697859090721895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3378697859090721895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3378697859090721895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-5148552402600077641</id><published>2007-11-22T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:02:16.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zz. my home phone is offically spoilt okayy. :( so do not, i repeat, DO NOT, DO NOT call my house phone, I wont be able to hear you talk and you wont be able to hear me talk too, and we'll be like two goldfishes, with the mouth opening and closing, and no sound is sent to the other party. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all things have to come to an end, and this time, its going to be a painless one. no one's gonna bleed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-5148552402600077641?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5148552402600077641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=5148552402600077641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5148552402600077641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5148552402600077641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/11/zz.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-5643253532388491184</id><published>2007-11-21T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T09:56:15.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its a prolly a few hours away to my working time. Sometimes, when I look back, I wonder why I'm such a dumb person. Sometimes. Other than that, I am actually quite clever you know. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just doesnt make sense. You work so hard, yet you get so little. okay, its stable and I get to experience life outside. But I totally have no time for homework okay. Plus, I think if I continue to work till next year, which is IMPOSSIBLE, I WILL DEVELOP damn alot of muscles okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall just promise myself that I'll finish 5jianbaos and another one chapter of that freakky chinese assement thang. Sometimes I wonder HOW THE HELL will jianbao improve our chinese okayy. But we don't really have a choice, do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYESS. I SAW THIS WEB WHEN I SIGNED OUT OF HOTMAIL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7FOODS TO KEEP YOU YOUNG. hohoho! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://health.msn.com/dietfitness/slideshow.aspx?cp-documentid=100175146&amp;amp;imageindex=1"&gt;http://health.msn.com/dietfitness/slideshow.aspx?cp-documentid=100175146&amp;amp;imageindex=1&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for lazy people who are simply too lazy to move the mouse to press the link, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Olive Oil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four decades ago, researchers from the Seven Countries Study concluded that the monounsaturated fats in olive oil were largely responsible for the low rates of heart disease and cancer on the Greek island of Crete. Now we know that olive oil also contains polyphenols, powerful antioxidants that may help prevent age-related diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Yogurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I figured out that I should just state the food, without the explanation. Just press the link if you wanna know more) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wonder if salmon is counted :DD If it is, I'll be veryveryvery young then! :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the all time favourite,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. CHOCOLATE!! MUAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WINE! (in moderation, DUH.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. bluberries. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh, does anyone has a clean maths homework paper? I kinda need it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG REPLIES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachelyong: hohohoho. I do alr! :D yay!&lt;br /&gt;siyuh its okayy, totally.&lt;br /&gt;jiayu: okay, asap&lt;br /&gt;joey: okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;stephanie: okay bah, next time then we work tgt. :) your mum is right manzxc. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-5643253532388491184?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5643253532388491184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=5643253532388491184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5643253532388491184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5643253532388491184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-prolly-few-hours-away-to-my-working.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-68518575981025465</id><published>2007-11-18T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T16:23:18.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TAGGED BY TWO PEOPLE. I shall do the easier one first. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do the following without complains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Choose 5 people to do this after you completed yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she have been tagged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Favourites&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour: red, green, white, purple! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food: sushi! yeah manzxc! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song: turn off the light (Nelly Furtado) and manymany more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie: hmm!! mountains and heaploads of it! :D but the current one is gameplan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sport: Badminton and swimming :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day of The Week: wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season: winter!! I find it darn cool okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice-cream: vanilla/Cookies and Cream/ peppermint :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Currents&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: tiredd. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste: hmm. Its been hours since I ate anythingg :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes: T-shirt and shorts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desktop: the I love 2L henna (photo) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toenail: longg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 6.43pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surroundings: computer and printer and camera and another computer and blahblahblah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoyances: i dont want another zinc bag :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts: I want to buy new bag and go every single resturant to eatt. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;First&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Friends: Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crush: hmm, I dont remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie: ahah! like I would remember. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie: umm, how my allowance in primary school was being used. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Somewhere over the rainbow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lasts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cigarette: nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink(Alcohol): longlonglong time already sia. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car Ride: yesterday :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie: GAMEPLAN!! ZOMFG!! must watch, its damn hilarious :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone Call: xiuwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD Played: CD are non-existent things already. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Have you ever&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated Your Best Friend: nope :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken The Law: hmm, littered? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been Arrested: nononono. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinny-Dipped: I am innocent :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been On TV: nah. I aint famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed Someone You Don't Know: nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you are wearing: all the normal stuff. hmm. lazy to type. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things you've done today: Play computer, sms, sleep, eat :D no need retype sia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things you can hear right now: musiccc, some drilling and the keyboard typing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things you did last night: talktalk and sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing you do when you are bored: computerrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lazy do alreadyy sia D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-68518575981025465?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/68518575981025465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=68518575981025465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/68518575981025465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/68518575981025465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/11/tagged-by-two-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-925185170482826402</id><published>2007-11-15T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T11:07:24.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Live your life until your love is found, or love will get you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, this is darn sensible. :D its from a song. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-925185170482826402?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/925185170482826402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=925185170482826402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/925185170482826402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/925185170482826402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/11/live-your-life-until-your-love-is-found.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3772001026238035893</id><published>2007-11-11T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T17:47:20.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;I AM DARN PISSED OKAY. &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^*&amp;amp;?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything has got its own sloution so, yeah, I just got too pissed. sorry for those who I blew my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe you're right, i DO need sometime. Somehow I feel wierd. sorry, I'll try. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3772001026238035893?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3772001026238035893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3772001026238035893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3772001026238035893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3772001026238035893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-darn-pissed-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-4224649440995950990</id><published>2007-11-11T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T12:21:35.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these few days are funfunfun but really tiring. :) day out with stephaniequak and xiuwen and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I have NOT started on my holiday homework. who knows where my maths assignment flew to? okay, I shall hunt for it today and complete it today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn it, I woke up at 11.30 today :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, do some self-reflection, stupid bitche&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is wierd. hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-4224649440995950990?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4224649440995950990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=4224649440995950990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/4224649440995950990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/4224649440995950990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/11/these-few-days-are-funfunfun-but-really.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3871100062706402179</id><published>2007-11-08T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T19:16:11.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think these links will do. :) short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired. :( but its a happy day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WAHILDA (i think thats how you spell her name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tee-hee. eugene is darn funny. LOL. People there are fantastically-wonderful. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw someone's post and I totally think that she's immature. Forget it, what can you do to get it through such immature, narrow-minded and selfish people. They won't get it anyway, waste your energy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3871100062706402179?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3871100062706402179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3871100062706402179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3871100062706402179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3871100062706402179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-think-these-links-will-do.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3369694846367684386</id><published>2007-10-31T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T10:45:21.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's this super cute elmo necklace and i love it like !@#? but i dont have moneh right now. I slashed out my 200bucks alr. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3369694846367684386?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3369694846367684386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3369694846367684386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3369694846367684386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3369694846367684386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/theres-this-super-cute-elmo-necklace.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-7711778686293223196</id><published>2007-10-30T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T10:52:03.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(quoted from &lt;a href="http://mydearleaders.blogspot.com/"&gt;CLASS BLOG&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi 2L.(I guess i wont be saying this again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.omg so cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;its been a fantastic being in 2L and 1L because we rawk so much..and because there's so much love in here. :D &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember in sec one where we used to be the class which screamed the loudest for our classmates and all the "Must scream ah! Pass the message!" stuff we did? HAHA.And we would win interclass competitions. Yeah baby. \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the stuff we did when teachers we'nt in class. And surprisingly Mr sara din really catch us. MUHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers still praised us for being one of their favourite classes. (LIM KENG BOON! yes, he's retiring. awww.)And when we still sang birthday songs for each other.Sec ones. When we were all so cute and lovable. (Still are anyway, DUH.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec two, slighty more matured. More studies. More scoldings.And we made Miss Lim cry and Mr Lim so disappointed in us.But that was then, cos we knew the limit and apologized! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The best part is we understood our faults as a class.And i guess thats why our bond is so strong. We were more naughty, more disobedient&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we had great teachers like Mdm Sharifah and hot favourite, Mr Eddie Tan to guide us back to our extremely lovable self.Also, who could forget our very unforgetting first lesson of TLC. Where she transferred knowledge of not pulling ur chair cos we'd disturb the ants, insects, whatever it was, underneath the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class party was very well organized, all the events to happen and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many evolutions of cliques (i think), rumours, misunderstandings, hate but thankfully, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love. And now we're better than ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :)yes its not really the end of the world.we'll still see each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we'll prolly not have lessons together ever again.or line up together.or take part in competitions as a class.or go crazy during national day again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.anyways.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love 2L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!All the best in whatever you do and dont lose our enthu-ness!We'll survive cos we're 2L! :D"i will survive~ i will survive~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always remember these times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-7711778686293223196?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7711778686293223196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=7711778686293223196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7711778686293223196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7711778686293223196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/quoted-from-class-blog-hi-2l.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-2675101501704207600</id><published>2007-10-27T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T13:01:53.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss 2L like hell. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only been afew days and I wonder how am I going to make it through the next 2years.HELLO. 2YEARS LEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the two years, its no wonder that we're deeply bonded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite knowing that we can't turn the clock and we have to continue walking along this route and never turn back, I somehow feel something empty inside my heart, yearning for 2L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that we did, make us bond as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;b&gt;THIS&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RyLEg_p0d8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/wwCfaMyPNYw/s1600-h/class+1L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125875397022742466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RyLEg_p0d8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/wwCfaMyPNYw/s320/class%2B1L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we matured to &lt;b&gt;THIS&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RyLEQPp0d7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/oGVgdWzONjs/s1600-h/class+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125875109259933618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RyLEQPp0d7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/oGVgdWzONjs/s320/class+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant you see the difference? It's more united, and everyone is sitting together unlike the Sec1 photo. Needless to say, more warming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-2675101501704207600?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2675101501704207600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=2675101501704207600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2675101501704207600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2675101501704207600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-miss-2l-like-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RyLEg_p0d8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/wwCfaMyPNYw/s72-c/class%2B1L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25705643.post-2032494382842686436</id><published>2007-10-26T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T12:32:34.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have bad photoshop skills. GAH. whatever. The main point is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RyFsTfp0d6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/okMQQ3c4zbk/s1600-h/I+love+2L+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125496933094553506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="221" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RyFsTfp0d6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/okMQQ3c4zbk/s320/I+love+2L+edit.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish this was a tattoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-2032494382842686436?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2032494382842686436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=2032494382842686436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2032494382842686436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/2032494382842686436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-have-bad-photoshop-skills.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RyFsTfp0d6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/okMQQ3c4zbk/s72-c/I+love+2L+edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25705643.post-6230926836019666171</id><published>2007-10-25T18:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T12:21:52.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going to sleep now, and maybe, cry for the FAB time&amp;amp;memories 2L has given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to delete this part. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RyCXIfp0dxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DCou1STZnsw/s1600-h/leexin.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-6230926836019666171?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6230926836019666171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=6230926836019666171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6230926836019666171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6230926836019666171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-going-to-sleep-now-and-maybe-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-5118122118489003556</id><published>2007-10-25T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T18:14:59.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAST DAY OF SCHOOL. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I suddenly take notice of all the small little things around, like the plants and the trees. LAMEPOK. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I suddenly take notice of the DEGREE OF LAMENESS of our wonderful classmates like STEPHANIE, who tries to act like a model after falling down the short cupboard in the IT ROOM. :D and LEEXIN who uses her mickey mouse voice to talk. HEH. and Yining and Xueer lame-but-funneh bickering&amp;amp;NOT TO FORGET, FLIRTING. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE THAT I WILL &lt;strong&gt;REMEMBER&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: Yiling the very pro artist who will succeed in her ambition to be a manga artist. &lt;br /&gt;#2: Divya who was an ex-pasirian&lt;br /&gt;#3: Ena the late queen who likes to nag =x&lt;br /&gt;#4: Fatin's cheerful laughter and cute face :D&lt;br /&gt;#5: Intan who is ever so optimistic&lt;br /&gt;#6: Yining who is ever so lame and quite funneh&lt;br /&gt;#7: Leexin the self-proclaimed preety woman and very voluntererish in class,&lt;br /&gt;#8: Xueer the responsible yet cute class manager with an extremely cute voice(p/s: yining says that she's short), almost got striped off her CM cos of our class. &lt;br /&gt;#9: Kexin the hardworking girl (THANKYOU!!)&lt;br /&gt;#11: Stephanie the pretty singer and responsible class manager (future CSS if she joins) Also kanna by mr s alot of times because of our not-so-mature class.&lt;br /&gt;#12: Joey the very motivated girl (self-proclaimed angel)&lt;br /&gt;#13: Lydia the good sports captain who ran with me for napfa and tells people to call her gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;#14: Nadia the wonderful sports captain&lt;br /&gt;#15: Natalie the bubbly girl who makes great improvements on her work :D&lt;br /&gt;#16: Weiqin is very quiet =x but she's in choir. &lt;br /&gt;#17: Wenya the extremely clever. If not for her HCL, she would have got top 10 in level. TALK TO MY HAND. &lt;br /&gt;#18: Rachelyong!! RI BEN CUN partner!! super da fang and happy loving, although she do have her sad moments.&lt;br /&gt;#19: Sarah talks very loudly!! =x&lt;br /&gt;#20: Vera very petite and siwen!! &lt;br /&gt;#21: Wanyi=super hardworking and friendly!!&lt;br /&gt;#24: Jillian can really laugh till her face goes red!! &lt;br /&gt;#25: Sufen is super hardworking and ri ben cun too!&lt;br /&gt;#26: Siewmei the ever-so-wonderful sports captain!! she and lydia paced me to run for napfa and she was never irritated by my slowness!!&lt;br /&gt;#27: Shiqi blur queen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont do the guys and some too, cos I really have NOTHING TO SAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it really does hurts to see a wonderful class part. Beneath each face, there is a heart which misses 2L.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-5118122118489003556?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5118122118489003556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=5118122118489003556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5118122118489003556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/5118122118489003556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-6091501422300126303</id><published>2007-10-24T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T20:20:50.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holidays? No homework? I say you've got to be kidding yourself. either that, or you're just a self-deluded moron. holidays arent even here and homework have already arrived. By express mail, I suppose, since its super fast. I hope the teachers will really collect those homework. Last year I slogged my guts out to do stupid thematic and what happened? It wasnt collected. *CHEERS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, I hope my classmates next year will be nice :D I want a happy class!! :D (and one that is instrically motivated too!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH. I just find myself TOO clever&amp;amp;CHIM. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to spoil the mood, but I really have this urge to mention this TOTAL BITCH that exists. near me. ZOMG. If it was small enough, I would have kicked it into outer space, like a gazillion years before. f****. Nah, that isnt the word &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fucks or whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, but a name. She ought to be awfully ashamed of herself, I have never seen someone so DISGUSTING before. NEVER. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND STILL, I AM WAITING FOR STEPHANIEQUAK to upload ALL photos so that I can blog at the same time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really want the class to seperate, so I guessed I would want to do the register number thingy, like rachel. sorry lah, cannot control. Then next time, when I look into my archives, I have something to remind me of, the WONDERFUL 2LEADERSHIP that I used to have. Gosh, I'm really long-winded today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm, im kinda lazy, so I deleted the thing, shall do it another day :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-6091501422300126303?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6091501422300126303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=6091501422300126303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6091501422300126303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6091501422300126303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/holidays-no-homework-i-say-youve-got-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-1239697049494044372</id><published>2007-10-23T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T21:28:01.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to see the doctor today, sick AGAIN. :( andadn i went to have an injection. 2 totally different things. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-1239697049494044372?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1239697049494044372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=1239697049494044372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/1239697049494044372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/1239697049494044372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-went-to-see-doctor-today-sick-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-7196092453452251758</id><published>2007-10-20T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T22:22:07.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM FINALLY FOURTEEN. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a real fab day with stephaniequak and chienxiuwen!! (photos have to be taken from ahquak at a later time, so a post about it will be posted.) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pity, my camera function cant be used at all now because it simply hangs on me. I walked till my feet has got 2 blisters. and because of this, I did something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid putting more force on my TWO blisters by tip-toeing when getting off the bus, I decided to alight more quickly. AND I STEPPED ON A GUY'S FEET. D: I hope he really doesnt mind, because I am damndamn fat and heavy. :( I like screamed 'SORRY!!' to him, and he gave me the walao-shout-so-loud look. =x well, he's kinda lucky that I have sore throat now or I would have burst his eardrums. But later on, he stood below the void deck. I wonder if he's leg is broken cos im heavy and my shoe is hard soled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus 3 moved at White Sands Interchange. D: It's right to the end at the left, so if the bus came, you cannot really catch it unless you see it. And bus3 takes 15minutes to come. And so, when xiuwen ran for bus 17, i saw a bus pass, and I, well, had a premonition that it was bus3 and ran. Okay, you might think 'BULLSHIT', so qiao meh? but yeah, it came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we'll wait for stephanie to upload the photos. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-7196092453452251758?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7196092453452251758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=7196092453452251758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7196092453452251758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7196092453452251758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-finally-fourteen.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8178251728465155156</id><published>2007-10-20T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:05:51.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we selected our subjects yesterday, and now im having doubts on whether i can cope anot. im really scared, i &lt;strong&gt;DO NOT&lt;/strong&gt; want to be asked to drop a subject at one level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither do I want to fail. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i want to change skin and I'm still waiting for stephanie's skin. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8178251728465155156?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8178251728465155156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8178251728465155156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8178251728465155156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8178251728465155156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-selected-our-subjects-yesterday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-33149792872103056</id><published>2007-10-18T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T15:29:04.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is trying hard enough? Or is doing well is what counts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess doing well is what matters, not just trying hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-33149792872103056?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/33149792872103056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=33149792872103056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/33149792872103056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/33149792872103056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/is-trying-hard-enough-or-is-doing-well.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8645560256413050305</id><published>2007-10-17T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T20:14:19.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want my TRIPLE SCIENCE AND ELECT LITERATURE!! just let me have it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8645560256413050305?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8645560256413050305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8645560256413050305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8645560256413050305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8645560256413050305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-want-my-triple-science-and-elect.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-9140232127085589921</id><published>2007-10-13T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T22:33:49.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been going out everyday lately, and worse of all, spending alot of money whenever I go. D: I have spent almost $70 for useless stuff which i do't even know why i bought them. D: none of these money were spent on what i intended. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, never mind. think on the bright side. they may &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; be of use. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I'm sure that &lt;em&gt;day&lt;/em&gt; will come. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers, and I'm going out tomorrow. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-9140232127085589921?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/9140232127085589921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=9140232127085589921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/9140232127085589921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/9140232127085589921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-have-been-going-out-everyday-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-7972993826909233846</id><published>2007-10-11T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T11:03:51.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was maths paperONE. :D counted as the last paper, i don't count listening comprehension as an EXAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Changi airport today (didn't want to spend any money today, save it for tomorrow :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures, very blur. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUSY QUALITY OF PICTURES cos my phone doesnt have good camera functions D: so I'll only post clearer pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to SWENSENS. calories. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw4ce_QXpYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/jp9baJhBWd0/s1600-h/LOVES!+(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120061145068578178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw4ce_QXpYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/jp9baJhBWd0/s320/LOVES!+(12).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw9smfQXpaI/AAAAAAAAACI/GPIu2GSub18/s1600-h/LOVES!+(14).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120430709824529826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw9smfQXpaI/AAAAAAAAACI/GPIu2GSub18/s320/LOVES!+(14).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenya and her mango icecream :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw4dzvQXpZI/AAAAAAAAACA/_N6ox524-hI/s1600-h/LOVES!+(13).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120062601062491538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw4dzvQXpZI/AAAAAAAAACA/_N6ox524-hI/s320/LOVES!+(13).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWENSENS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their ice creams are quite nice, except the butterscotch thingy is REAL sweet. D: and its fattening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, whatever. if I continue talking about calories, rachel and wenya may scold be BIANTAI again. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ordered a GOLDRUSH (coffee and chocolate icecream) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw9tFPQXpbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Bzp_78QrVkg/s1600-h/LOVES!+(18).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120431238105507250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw9tFPQXpbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Bzp_78QrVkg/s320/LOVES!+(18).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because sufen ordered the same time as me, i could take photos :) hers is some berry thingy :D its REALLY TALL OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the benefit of the doubt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw9t5fQXpdI/AAAAAAAAACg/rrQv3RWsLmg/s1600-h/LOVES!+(15).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120432135753672146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw9t5fQXpdI/AAAAAAAAACg/rrQv3RWsLmg/s320/LOVES!+(15).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being the very creative temasekians we are, where the school promotes Innovation&amp;amp;Enterprise, we made a new drink: WATER FLOAT. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method: dump whipping cream into water. its really easy. Later on, just add in the fillings like leftover melted coffee icecream in. and VOILA!! there you have it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super blur. and im lazy to edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw9uqvQXpeI/AAAAAAAAACo/Pxybfk2U228/s1600-h/LOVES!+(20).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120432981862229474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw9uqvQXpeI/AAAAAAAAACo/Pxybfk2U228/s320/LOVES!+(20).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was dying while trying to finish the entire thing. it makes you very bloated. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw9ykPQXpfI/AAAAAAAAACw/syLG8d2gfQU/s1600-h/LOVES!+(19).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120437268239590898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw9ykPQXpfI/AAAAAAAAACw/syLG8d2gfQU/s320/LOVES!+(19).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i finally finished it, i took rachel's flag to play. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RxAxkMa0KrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/dv69tzTDmfM/s1600-h/LOVES!+(30).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120647274199001778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RxAxkMa0KrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/dv69tzTDmfM/s320/LOVES!+(30).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RxAxzMa0KsI/AAAAAAAAADY/kOSZimlJcXI/s1600-h/LOVES!+(35).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120647531897039554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RxAxzMa0KsI/AAAAAAAAADY/kOSZimlJcXI/s320/LOVES!+(35).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D and we walked around and went to see airplanes takeoff. :D but a pity there was a building blocking, can only see slow motioned planes STARTING to take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RxAyN8a0KtI/AAAAAAAAADg/3p0DCmB11mY/s1600-h/LOVES!+(47).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120647991458540242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RxAyN8a0KtI/AAAAAAAAADg/3p0DCmB11mY/s320/LOVES!+(47).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend and girlfriend. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, i went to xiuwen's house to help her color her art!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she draws like some pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm darn envious. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RxAzj8a0KuI/AAAAAAAAADo/qBuou1cpn4A/s1600-h/LOVES!+(71).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120649468927290082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RxAzj8a0KuI/AAAAAAAAADo/qBuou1cpn4A/s320/LOVES!+(71).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RxAztca0KvI/AAAAAAAAADw/bXREG1xnsbE/s1600-h/LOVES!+(73).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120649632136047346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RxAztca0KvI/AAAAAAAAADw/bXREG1xnsbE/s320/LOVES!+(73).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RxAz28a0KwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/n_xSTYv6voc/s1600-h/LOVES!+(76).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120649795344804610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/RxAz28a0KwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/n_xSTYv6voc/s320/LOVES!+(76).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that ends my day. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-7972993826909233846?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7972993826909233846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=7972993826909233846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7972993826909233846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7972993826909233846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-was-maths-paperone.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ul9vJFJ_ZuQ/Rw4ce_QXpYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/jp9baJhBWd0/s72-c/LOVES!+(12).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25705643.post-8027027071414766427</id><published>2007-10-10T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T13:52:11.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SHALL MISS 2L like !@#%&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and actually, i didnt really study yesterday, so i was quite happy for today's HCL paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say cheers to our hardly-gotton freedom after tmr. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8027027071414766427?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8027027071414766427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8027027071414766427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8027027071414766427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8027027071414766427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-shall-miss-2l-like-and-actually-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-1819436750984190196</id><published>2007-10-10T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T13:16:54.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw this website on RACHELYONG'S blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.paulsadowski.com/Numbers.asp lets you find out about yourself, basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You entered: Lim Ke Xin&lt;br /&gt;There are 8 letters in your name.&lt;br /&gt;Those 8 letters total to 43&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 vowels and 5 consonants in your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your number is: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characteristics of #7 are: Analysis, understanding, knowledge, awareness, studious, meditating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expression or destiny for #7:&lt;br /&gt;Thought, analysis, introspection, and seclusiveness are all characteristics of the expression number 7. The hallmark of the number 7 is a good mind, and especially good at searching out and finding the truth. You are so very capable of analyzing, judging and discriminating, that very little ever escapes your observation and deep understanding. You are the type of person that can really get involved in a search for wisdom or hidden truths, often becoming an authority on whatever it is your are focusing on. This can easily be of a technical or scientific nature, or it may be religious or occult, it matters very little, you pursue knowledge with the same sort of vigor. You can make a very fine teacher, or because of a natural inclination toward the spiritual, you may become deeply emerged in religious affairs or even psychic explorations. You tend to operate on a rather different wavelength, and many of your friends may not really know you very well. The positive aspects of the 7 expression are that you can be a true perfectionist in a very positive sense of the word. You are very logical, and usually employ a quite rational approach to most things you do. You can be so rational at times that you almost seem to lack emotion, and when you are faced with an emotional situation, you may have a bit of a problem coping with it. You have excellent capabilities to study and learn really deep and difficult subjects, and to search for hidden fundamentals. At full maturity you are likely to be a very peaceful and poised individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is an over supply of the number 7 in your makeup, the negative aspects of the number may be apparent. The chief negative of 7 relates to the limited degree of trust that you may have in people. A tendency to be highly introverted can make you a bit on the self-centered side, certainly very much self-contained . Because of this, you are not very adaptable, and you may tend to be overly critical and intolerant. You really like to work alone, at your own pace and in your own way. You neither show or understand emotions very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Soul Urge number is: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Soul Urge number of 5 means: &lt;br /&gt;The 5 soul urge or motivation would like to follow a life of freedom, excitement, adventure and unexpected happening. The idea of travel and freedom to roam intrigues you. You are very much the adventurer at heart. Not particularly concerned about your future or about getting ahead, you can seem superficial and unmotivated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a positive sense, the energies of the number 5 make you very adaptable and versatile. You have a natural resourcefulness and enthusiasm that may mark you as a progressive with a good mind and active imagination. You seem to have a natural inclination to be a pace-setter. You are attracted to the unusual and the fast paced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be overly restless and impatient at times. You may dislike the routine work that you are engaged in, and tend to jump from activity to activity, without ever finishing anything. You may have difficulty with responsibility. You don't want to be tied down to a relationship, and it may be hard to commit to one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Inner Dream number is: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Inner Dream number of 2 means: &lt;br /&gt;You dream of close and meaningful relationships, cooperation with those around you; family and friends. You want to be a peacemaker and mediator. You present an image that you are a very pliable and easygoing person who would be very easy to get along with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, about birthdays. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 October 1993&lt;br /&gt;Your date of conception was on or about 27 January 1993 which was a Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were born on a Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;under the astrological sign Libra.&lt;br /&gt;Your Life path number is 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune cookie reads: &lt;br /&gt;We cannot do great things; only small things with great love. Mother Teresa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Path Compatibility:&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 1, 5 &amp; 7.&lt;br /&gt;You should get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 4 &amp; 22.&lt;br /&gt;You may or may not get along well with those with the Life Path number 9.&lt;br /&gt;You are least compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 2, 3, 6, 8 &amp; 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2449280.5.&lt;br /&gt;The golden number for 1993 is 18.&lt;br /&gt;The epact number for 1993 is 6.&lt;br /&gt;The year 1993 was not a leap year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday falls into the Chinese year beginning 1/23/1993 and ending 2/9/1994.&lt;br /&gt;You were born in the Chinese year of the Rooster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Native American Zodiac sign is Raven; your plant is Ivy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were born in the Egyptian month of Choiach, the fourth month of the season of Poret (Emergence - Fertile soil).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of 10/10/2007 12:24:01 AM EDT&lt;br /&gt;You are 13 years old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 168 months old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 729 weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 5,103 days old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 122,472 hours old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 7,348,344 minutes old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 440,900,641 seconds old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky day is Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky number is 6.&lt;br /&gt;Your ruling planet(s) is Venus.&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky dates are 6th, 15th, 24th.&lt;br /&gt;Your opposition sign is Aries.&lt;br /&gt;Your opposition number(s) is 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is not one of your lucky days! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 10 days till your next birthday&lt;br /&gt;on which your cake will have 14 candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those 14 candles produce 14 BTUs,&lt;br /&gt;or 3,528 calories of heat (that's only 3.5280 food Calories!) .&lt;br /&gt;You can boil 1.60 US ounces of water with that many candles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1993 there were approximately 4.1 million births in the US.&lt;br /&gt;In 1993 the US population was approximately 248,709,873 people, 70.3 persons per square mile.&lt;br /&gt;In 1993 in the US there were 2,334,000 marriages (9%) and 1,187,000 divorces (4.6%)&lt;br /&gt;In 1993 in the US there were approximately 2,148,000 deaths (8.6 per 1000)&lt;br /&gt;In the US a new person is born approximately every 8 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;In the US one person dies approximately every 12 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1993 the population of Australia was approximately 17,759,999.&lt;br /&gt;In 1993 there were approximately 260,229 births in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;In 1993 in Australia there were approximately 113,255 marriages and 48,363 divorces.&lt;br /&gt;In 1993 in Australia there were approximately 121,599 deaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i dont really understand what this has got to do with me. =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthstone is Tourmaline &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mystical properties of Tourmaline &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink Tourmaline promotes female balance and protection. Green Toumaline promotes male balance.&lt;br /&gt;Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (Birthstone lists come from Jewelers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opal, Jasper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth tree is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maple, Independence of Mind &lt;br /&gt;No ordinary person, full imagination and originality, shy and reserved, ambitious, proud, self-respect, hungers for new experiences, sometimes nervous, many complexes, good memory, learns easily, complicated love life, wants to impress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 76 days till Christmas 2007!&lt;br /&gt;There are 89 days till Orthodox Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon's phase on the day you were&lt;br /&gt;born was waxing crescent.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oday's HCL paper was easy okay. but I have a feeling that they're gonna be VERYVERYVERY stingy with the marks cos the questions are easy. And believe it or not, it's going to be true. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tmr's maths paper one!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dancesaround*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-1819436750984190196?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1819436750984190196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=1819436750984190196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/1819436750984190196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/1819436750984190196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-saw-this-website-on-rachelyongs-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-3736458918122163426</id><published>2007-10-08T13:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T13:29:47.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its LITERATURE today. the paper's quite okay, and I'm veryveryvery happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, its the last lap of 4more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally random:&lt;br /&gt;i think i might change the skin and the url after exams. :D im getting kinda bored of this skin neh. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yining says that she saw a big black bird in her ahma's room just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYES!!! tomorrow must bring jacket!! GO HALL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i just realised this post is totally incoherent. D: &lt;br /&gt;i guess its okay, after all, i don't write randomly for my exams, there's planning involved!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-3736458918122163426?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3736458918122163426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=3736458918122163426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3736458918122163426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/3736458918122163426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-literature-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-356638202182396184</id><published>2007-10-05T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T16:04:11.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohyes, Joey and I had a nice discussion on WHAT TO DO AFTER 20. she decided to go korea further her studies, while I, shall go to London/Paris/NewYork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its abit too far away though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TAG REPLIES. heh. slow, i know. i too lazy. its just so that its a sunny yellow banana day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiuwen: do you have deprived childhood? hmm, or too deep in &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? OHYES!! LASTTTT LEAP. and enjoy. *dreams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siyuh: okay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sufen: THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachelyong-: THANKSS EVEN MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after an hour of sleeping while doing the quiz and blogging, i realise it 4. D:&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-356638202182396184?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/356638202182396184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=356638202182396184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/356638202182396184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/356638202182396184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/ohyes-joey-and-i-had-nice-discussion-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-7571839757410691529</id><published>2007-10-05T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T16:03:10.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(super long post ahead, i &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking about my triple science. D: i hope it doesnt fly away. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want elect literature&amp;amp;SS, Amaths, Emaths, triple science, English (DUH), HCL (DUH). yea, thats all right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*applies honey on my result slip* (so that it'll be attracted to my result slip :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, I'm only left with 3 papers!! :D but 5 days. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bored, decided to do quiz passed on by rachel yong. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out the top 5 presents you wish for:&lt;br /&gt;-my dream subject combination. :D&lt;br /&gt;-everybody to be happy and healthy!! :D&lt;br /&gt;-sing better and no more sore throat!! :D&lt;br /&gt;-and super good marks and go London/NY/Paris to further my studies. :D&lt;br /&gt;-ALL my materialistic needs. :D *dreams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh. 5 like not enough. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who tagged you is:&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Yong :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relationship with her/him is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;daydreaming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FRIEND&amp;amp;RIBENCUN partner :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 5 impressions of her/him:&lt;br /&gt;1. She adores Harry Potter movies. :)&lt;br /&gt;2. SHE LOVES HERMIONE GRANGER. (i hope i spelt that right)&lt;br /&gt;3. Fallen i love with the word BIANTAI.&lt;br /&gt;4. HCL GOOOOOODD!!&lt;br /&gt;5. Boyfriend is the most important. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable thing he/she has done for you:&lt;br /&gt;many! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable words he/she had said to you:&lt;br /&gt;"BIANTAI!" ohgosh, these words I'll remember forever okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;:O AGHAST AND FAINTS cos she'll choose her boyfriend&amp;amp;GIRLFRIEND first, not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your lover, things she has to improve on will be:&lt;br /&gt;nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;WAH!! CANNOT BE LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;umm, im too sarcastic? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is:&lt;br /&gt;help her maths :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your overall impression of him/ her is:&lt;br /&gt;BIANTAI. not she biantai. =x is she likes the word BIANTAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;FAT. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characteristic(s) you love of yourself is /are:&lt;br /&gt;TALKATIVE ANY OPTIMISTIC!! :D at least i think i am. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary. the characteristic (s) you hate of yourself is/ are:&lt;br /&gt;IM FAT and my voice is DEEP. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;br /&gt;*coughs*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rihanna&lt;/span&gt;*coughs* LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people that like and care for you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;LOL. THANKS TONNNESS!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 people&lt;br /&gt;1. xiuwen&lt;br /&gt;2. stephanie quak&lt;br /&gt;3. audrey (but she wont do. D:)&lt;br /&gt;4. siyuh&lt;br /&gt;5. wenya&lt;br /&gt;6. joey&lt;br /&gt;7. stephanie&lt;br /&gt;8. xueer&lt;br /&gt;9. yiling&lt;br /&gt;10. sufen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is No. 6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;HEH. no one, i SUPPOSE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 9 a female or male?&lt;br /&gt;femaleeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If No. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;its... not imaginable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about No. 8 and 5?&lt;br /&gt;its... not imaginable too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is No.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;exams? DUH. its exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music band does No. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;Destiny's Child? not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 1 has any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;yes, an elder sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you woo No. 3?&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT A DAMN LESBIAN. D: buts she's pretty. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about No. 7?&lt;br /&gt;im not a lesbian still, but she's DARN pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surname of No. 5?&lt;br /&gt;poh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the name of No. 10?&lt;br /&gt;yap sufen. LOL. retarded question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the hobby of No. 4?&lt;br /&gt;ballet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do No.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is No. 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;Coral Secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk something casually about No. 1?&lt;br /&gt;eleven and eugene. (heh. she'll understand.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried developing feelings for No. 8?&lt;br /&gt;like, no. :D weird questions. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does No. 9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;simei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour does No. 4 likes?&lt;br /&gt;PINKAYE. you should see her blog. everything all pink :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are No. 5 and 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 7 likes No. 2?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. 2stephanies. one stephanie quak, one stephanie lim. but they dont noe each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you get to know No. 2?&lt;br /&gt;primary5 when we were sitting together. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;no. she would like a cat though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;maybe? :D but she is pretty. :D&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished. i fell asleep doing this stupid quiz. =x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG LAH, the term is finishing!!! 2L is going to be separated!! NOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2L is a nice class!! although its kinda noisy sometimes. :D BUT STILL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have GOOD CLASS MANAGERS-Stephanie and Xueer, the ones who always kenna scolded by discipline master. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah, i shall go study HCL now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i realised I'm getting more and more incoherent. i must go and brush up my skills now too. andand this is a longest post i've ever seen on my blog, cos of the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Slowly, i saw you as a sweet and helpful person to understanding you as a person who makes silly and stupid choices. but these are your choices, i can only leave you alone and leave you to rot, and, maybe, die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/25705643-7571839757410691529?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7571839757410691529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=7571839757410691529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7571839757410691529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/7571839757410691529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/super-long-post-ahead-i-think-im-still.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-8041321155771414657</id><published>2007-10-04T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T16:32:20.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously hope that my science is not a gone case. I WANT TRIPLE SCIENCE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BANGS TABLE*&lt;br /&gt;*WEEPS*&lt;br /&gt;*CONTINUES TO REVISE FOR HISTORY*&lt;br /&gt;*WEEPS AGAIN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i MUSTTTTTTTTTTTT get my TRIPLE SCIENCE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn that carbonic acid and starch amylase thingy question!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGHHH. i might just go bonkers if i dont get triple science.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-8041321155771414657?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8041321155771414657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=8041321155771414657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8041321155771414657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/8041321155771414657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-seriously-hope-that-my-science-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-4115063400110014322</id><published>2007-10-01T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T16:32:08.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my whole brain is stuffed with geog but not enough space. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently onto &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pollution refers to the state of the environment when it is contaminated or damaged by harmful substances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i get that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. I did!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, stop it. =x im getting crazy. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel asleep while reading. =x for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, dont look at me as if im too pro. :D i skipped the land part. that part totally rock okay!! :D one whole BOOK C. 6-7 chapters!! yay!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent you got enough sense? its called sarcasm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-4115063400110014322?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4115063400110014322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=4115063400110014322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/4115063400110014322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/4115063400110014322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-whole-brain-is-stuffed-with-geog-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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-25705643.post-6529989994780847825</id><published>2007-09-24T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T18:19:42.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>URGHHHH. LIKE WHAT THE. UGHHHHHHHHHH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are like coming in a week but i havent touched. or strt. whatever. D: and i dont even KNOW where to start. PLUS, my hands are aching terribly from all those writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. i just feeling like screaming, let off the steam and pray that i'll start to study. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF EXAM WAS A LIVING THING, OR IF IT WILL BE, I WILL LIKE STRANGLE IT AND TWIST IT AND BREAK IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I am definetly not SICK or ANYTHING. UGHHH. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25705643-6529989994780847825?l=littletwistedwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6529989994780847825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25705643&amp;postID=6529989994780847825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6529989994780847825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25705643/posts/default/6529989994780847825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littletwistedwords.blogspot.com/2007/09/urghhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ke xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02732965360268349573</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>
