<?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-5720335</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:30:56.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youre my everything</title><subtitle type='html'>.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-115677433846988460</id><published>2006-08-28T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:12:19.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'll be getting an lj, so ask me for my url and link me friendsssss. hmm im thinking about setting it to private.okaaaay that aside, im disappointed/annoyed/apalled. whoa, rumours really spread like wildfire ah. im willing to bet with my life that half of it isn't even true. seriously, what does one get out of bitching and backstabbing? thrill? pleasure? well, if you do, i feel utterly sorry for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115677433846988460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115677433846988460' 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korner.later dinner at chomp chomp followed by a nice night walk with neeco and DA PAO ((: haha. i had rock melon mr softee, which tasted horrible, please don't try it.off to study with nicole (:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115657176476566240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115657176476566240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115657176476566240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115657176476566240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-bestfriend-i-know-haha-this-just_26.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115657176421107225</id><published>2006-08-26T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T13:56:04.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello bestfriend (: i know, haha this just further proves the theory that im damn pro, not forgetting versatile. heheheh cheeeeell one korner.later dinner at chomp chomp followed by a nice night walk with neeco and DA PAO ((: haha. i had rock melon mr softee, which tasted horrible, please don't try it.off to study with nicole (:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115657176421107225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115657176421107225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115657176421107225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115657176421107225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-bestfriend-i-know-haha-this-just.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115643341109367794</id><published>2006-08-24T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T23:30:11.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who cares, lets rockboring old softball was exceptionally fun today. it was the last PE lesson today. kinda sad, my last PE lesson in st.nicks. well, we played our best (though our fielding sucked alot) and we won charity! hahah wisdom's the best aye! our team of 7 - vict, teresa, cheryl, jingyu, yahui, chaichai and myself, we're amazing and well, invincible i swear. thanks for all the fun and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115643341109367794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115643341109367794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115643341109367794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115643341109367794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/08/who-cares-lets-rock-boring-old.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-115608966087194223</id><published>2006-08-20T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T00:01:00.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im kinda annoyed with msn cos it just doesn't allow my art photos to be sent over. urgh kns the file transfer was just jammed the whole night. sibei irritating</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115608966087194223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115608966087194223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115608966087194223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115608966087194223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-kinda-annoyed-with-msn-cos-it-just.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-115605982850505571</id><published>2006-08-20T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T15:43:48.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last night was good fun. i met anna, sheila, her sister and jing yuan and we went grocery shopping. we headed back to sheila's and we had a nice steamboat dinner. haha though most of the time we were asking "is this cooked?" and "you try first lah" hilarious shit. we bummed around and watched teeveeee.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115605982850505571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115605982850505571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115605982850505571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115605982850505571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-night-was-good-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115591911005047006</id><published>2006-08-18T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T00:38:30.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>But what happens when karma Turns right around to bite you And everything you stand for turns on you despite youi'm down with a fever. the doctor says i should get more sleep, well i think so too heheheh.oh pe was fun for once yesterday. i say for once cos i happen to be doing softball for my module this term and its SO boring. all we do is sit in the shade, talk (only this is fun cos i get to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115591911005047006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115591911005047006' 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(: i think i'll need loads of it. haha anyway, who is this?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115582307898992719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115582307898992719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115582307898992719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115582307898992719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-silence-takes-you-then-i-hope-it.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115574150273689225</id><published>2006-08-16T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T23:18:22.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mmmmmooooo my brains are fried. i had a math mock straight after lunch till like 430 then cabbed to tuition after that. kumar made us stay till 9. i still can't get kinematics, urgh i used to be able to do it last time. I HATE AMATHS!!!!111right, i shall put a stop to my purposeless rants and get some shuteye soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115574150273689225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115574150273689225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115574150273689225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115574150273689225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/08/mmmmmooooo-my-brains-are-fried.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-115547957848607867</id><published>2006-08-13T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T22:32:58.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>currently trying to complete my ss graded, which is boring sheeeeeeeetz.bestie's still as retarded as ever. (hello, we need to catch up and/or talk soon please)"Vict: kns tmd bhb knn cb kbkb knnb ccb (lousy attempt at ah beng acronyms)Vict: eh my friend told me smth really funny. so i decided to share it with you.Vict: its damn funny lah wtfVict: the turtle laugh at the tortoise cos he got no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115547957848607867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115547957848607867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115547957848607867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115547957848607867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/08/currently-trying-to-complete-my-ss.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115487383010751027</id><published>2006-08-06T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:17:10.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love death cab!I want to live where soul meets body ,And let the sun wrap its arms around me, And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing, And feel, feel what it's like to be new. Cuz in my head there's a Greyhound station, Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations; So they may have a chance of finding a place, Where they're far more suited than here. Pa-da-pa-da-pa-pa, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115487383010751027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115487383010751027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115487383010751027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115487383010751027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-love-death-cab-i-want-to-live-where.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115461743748148221</id><published>2006-08-03T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T23:03:57.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and be on your waytoday i went all the way to gardens after school with tabbo just to eat beef noodles (okay lah, not that far but we had to change two buses). hahaha i was craving for it since recess and since this was one of the rare times we dont have extended lessons, we decided to make our way there. before that we accompanied bra braaaaa in school for awhile :D and she was playing all her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115461743748148221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115461743748148221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115461743748148221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115461743748148221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-be-on-your-way-today-i-went-all.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115453287513504268</id><published>2006-08-02T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T23:37:12.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arghhhhhh to hell with permutations and combinations. pffft. i need help.a whole plate of mased up brains and an eyeball for bio today.tab says my brains have many grooves (: heehee</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115453287513504268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115453287513504268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115453287513504268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115453287513504268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/08/arghhhhhh-to-hell-with-permutations.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115410471133558373</id><published>2006-07-28T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T00:38:31.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i swear those hand actions are so friggin cool. hahaha i was annoying looloo with them the whole of today.oh yes breakfast today was good, though i had to chomp down on my sausage mcmuffin in 5 mins. and then we headed off to school and we had to run all the way to assembly at the field. we didn't jog though, too full, heh. still think jogging to classical music is darn weird. and i've this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115410471133558373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115410471133558373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115410471133558373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115410471133558373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-swear-those-hand-actions-are-so.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115401644158551036</id><published>2006-07-27T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T00:07:21.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so fucking crazyi should stop spending money. i should stop cabbing. stupid, comfort cabs.and my brains are loaded with biobiobio right now.looking back, english prelim oral was sooooo funny, shit i really want to slap myself. hahah first, i had a shock of my life when i realised that my examiner was my cca teacher. hah and coincidentally, he happens to dislike me vict and tab for slacking off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115401644158551036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115401644158551036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115401644158551036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115401644158551036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-fucking-crazy-i-should-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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the sun was good and it was rather quiet, save for a few families and kids here and there. had lunch before leaving.i stayed over last night. met tabbo and we headed to town for awhile to get our bikinis before going over. we are such fools i tell you, ha ha doing such silly things at 1 am in the morning. and i am scared silly by the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115298424325632958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115298424325632958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115298424325632958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115298424325632958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/07/swimming-and-tanning-with-tabbo-monkey.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115272013240817292</id><published>2006-07-12T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T00:02:12.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>grease lightningbeen suffering from period cramps/stomach upsets/diarrhoea im not sure what also, the whole of today. so i stayed home today. i've also been eating some gooey porridge things, food that is "light on the stomach" as my mom puts it.haha yestderday was the bombbbbb. (: after school cheeky ponned her chinese class and we bought ice cream, ripple! my favourite (probably the thing that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115272013240817292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115272013240817292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115272013240817292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115272013240817292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/07/grease-lightning-been-suffering-from.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115228122343755804</id><published>2006-07-07T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T13:02:11.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>kns my com crashed so now im using the lappie, but the wireless im stealing off my neighbour kinda sucks so i miught get disconnected anytime.did morning jog today, together with tabbo. my school is such a joke. haha they played classical music (it is good for your brain), blasting it at the field and made us run. hahah running with classical music is sure hilarious, must have been a sight to the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115228122343755804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115228122343755804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115228122343755804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115228122343755804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/07/kns-my-com-crashed-so-now-im-using.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-115218088943621634</id><published>2006-07-06T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T18:14:49.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sweet sixteen. (: says:HAHAsweet sixteen. (: says:to think youre the only one who kicked me and succeededsweet sixteen. (: says:SAMNANTHA LOW ALL ARIt feels so right, to be here with you says:hahaha wtfIt feels so right, to be here with you says:yah lah i prohahha portscher and i talking about primary school days.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115218088943621634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115218088943621634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115218088943621634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115218088943621634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/07/sweet-sixteen.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115210619243131615</id><published>2006-07-05T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T21:29:52.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It feels so right,to be here with youhistory test today was relatively easy (:youth day celebrations were, pathetic. all we did was watch a four minute video during assembly this morning. miss lim got really mad us at during bio today. but i think what she said really made sense.cheeky came over today. cabbed home and headed over to the coffee shop near my house for a quick lunch. couldn't eat in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115210619243131615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115210619243131615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115210619243131615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115210619243131615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-feels-so-right-to-be-here-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115201924484528430</id><published>2006-07-04T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T21:20:44.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>make, damn, surewe had three tests in a row today. chem and amath were killers. i really can't get amath vectors and relative velocity. i finished the paper so fast, left so many blanks and stoned for the last 20 mins. fuck fuck fuck . o's are drawing near. i am so screwed. ss test was fine good, i think. at least i had stuff to write, hur.sat through rotten (yah, rotten's the word for it, hur) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115201924484528430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115201924484528430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115201924484528430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115201924484528430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/07/make-damn-sure-we-had-three-tests-in.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115191233927997841</id><published>2006-07-03T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T15:57:12.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>spent my entire weekend with the cheeky. (: staurday was cheeky day out, but i had chem pract in the morning first, so she came to pick me up from macs where esho and i had breakfast then it was off to my place. i got changed and we headed to town. hoho i wanted to watch SUPERMAN (Ahhh he's like so hot) but all the tickets were sold out, sadly. we had alot of fun, walking around, cheeky bonding </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115191233927997841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115191233927997841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115191233927997841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115191233927997841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/07/spent-my-entire-weekend-with-cheeky.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-115168341549706190</id><published>2006-06-30T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T00:03:35.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I lose all control when I see youStanding there in front of mei think my tutor's really pissed at me. grr. i am damn screwed. i don't really want to talk about oral omfg. lets just pray the examiners will like me. ha ha.last night was terrible. kanasai so pissing. glad we're okay now.there is chem pract in the morning for me tmr so i can't stay over at tabbie's PFFFFT.unhappy things aside, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115168341549706190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115168341549706190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115168341549706190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115168341549706190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-lose-all-control-when-i-see-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115158521266561705</id><published>2006-06-29T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T20:46:52.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>seriously, the time spent in school is much fun (: today's math test was horror omg, i really couldn't finish paper one. kanasai i studied so much yesterday ):&lt; paper two was rather manageable.hahah pe today was so fun! combined pe with other classes. vict teresa cheryl jingyu and i are in softball woohoo (though its kinda boring. and the gloves fucking stains your fingers orange). the rest are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115158521266561705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115158521266561705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115158521266561705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115158521266561705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/seriously-time-spent-in-school-is-much.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115150074900763749</id><published>2006-06-28T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:51:22.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Am the Highwaymy tuition got cancelled so i made a little detour over to serangoon gardens to meet teresa, nicole and chloe late morning. mugged at coffee bean, all-time favourite place till 6. oh teresa has my name printed on her cap! haha nice (: math math math the entire afternoon, feels like my brains are fried. little breaks in between (beef goulash pasta, carrot cake, silly dares and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115150074900763749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115150074900763749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115150074900763749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115150074900763749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-highway-my-tuition-got-cancelled.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115139931567792384</id><published>2006-06-27T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T20:27:49.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I see you lookin' at me like I got somethin' that's for you And the way that you stare, don't cha dare 'cause I'm not about to Just give it all up to youi just found out something. hmmm, lets just say, a leopard never changes its spots.im sick, staying home today. must have caught the flu bug from my parents. throat's hurting like hell. there's no school tmr too, they decided to be nice and give </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115139931567792384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115139931567792384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115139931567792384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115139931567792384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-see-you-lookin-at-me-like-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115132660556207829</id><published>2006-06-26T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T17:09:58.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you wanna go and take a ride wit meWe three-wheelin in the fo' with the gold D'sOh why do i live this way?(Hey must be the money!)If you wanna go and get high wit meSmoke a L in the back of the Benz-yOh why must i feel this way?(Hey must be the money!)woohoo hahah i like that song.some shithead is finally online after a billion-gazillion years.(: says:yo sammie!!Moving on to better things says</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115132660556207829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115132660556207829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115132660556207829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115132660556207829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/if-you-wanna-go-and-take-ride-wit-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115116676647757190</id><published>2006-06-25T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T00:32:47.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Did i mention i have a radar for finding jerks?" HAHAHAHAglam slam.lunched at nydc with nicole. i was brooding over some stuffs. ended up telling her everything, didn't dare to at first cos i was quite sure she'd scold/kill me.took neos hahah wtf. kanasai waste of my money."your emoness is infectious"chloe and loo came. tab pungseh-ed us -.-caught the omen. fuck damn gross. was freezing in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115116676647757190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115116676647757190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115116676647757190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115116676647757190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/did-i-mention-i-have-radar-for-finding.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-115108261387077297</id><published>2006-06-24T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T01:33:37.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My One Last Shot At Redemption, says:MY SISTER LICKED MEhahah shit thats too gross. abi the siao. HAHAout with goodfriend/bestfriend whatever today. aiyohh he kept insulting me for fun. caught just my luck. pretty okay show, kinda absurd and silly though. typical chick flick. half the time i really couldn't see what was showing on the screen cos the guy in front of me was so freakishly tall. urgh</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115108261387077297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115108261387077297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115108261387077297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115108261387077297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-one-last-shot-at-redemption-says-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115096265787789638</id><published>2006-06-22T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T16:07:48.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just sent sheila off. she stayed over last night. i had a relatively good time at DXO(ahh last clubbing night till the end of o's) last night, albeit the unexpected turn of events (which i shall not elaborate but it was shit really, left us with ruined moods), and some fucked up people. company was rather good. sheila, some cambodian guy ros, tong liang, and jun xiong (i hope i got the spellings </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115096265787789638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115096265787789638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115096265787789638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115096265787789638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-sent-sheila-off.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115073747610286112</id><published>2006-06-19T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T01:17:56.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How can i sing when my words have run dryHow can i smile with a tear in my eyeSummer's so lost when it's raining in JuneThat's how it feels when I'm missing you. (aww so sappy but i like :))i was over at sheila's yesterday, making posters for anna. i feel like such a fan. hahahahha i've never done that for anyone before she'd better be honoured. sheila and i were so clueless on what to do lah </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115073747610286112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115073747610286112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115073747610286112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115073747610286112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/how-can-i-sing-when-my-words-have-run.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115056608664003089</id><published>2006-06-18T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T01:41:27.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really don't mind what happens now and thenAs long as you'll be my friend at the endIf I go crazy then will you still call me SupermanIf I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my handwent for anna's roadshow today with sheila. wah lao all the crazy fans there shoving and screaming, (and some even brought whistles?!). weird.we went shopping (okay fine, i did most of it). retail therapy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115056608664003089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115056608664003089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115056608664003089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115056608664003089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-really-dont-mind-what-happens-now.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-115044872944643600</id><published>2006-06-16T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T17:05:29.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let me see if you can run it, run itaiyoh, last night sucked shitttt. stupid fucken bouncers + alot alot of shit ruined my mood. and i was bloody sleepy, so i was pretty much stoning around. i deleted my entire inbox on impulse, like 200 plus msges all gone, but oh well its all for the better. we (anna, sheila, jing yuan, aaron kwek, daryl) sat outside butter factory till like 12. we were joined </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115044872944643600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115044872944643600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115044872944643600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115044872944643600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/let-me-see-if-you-can-run-it-run-it.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115036502172657869</id><published>2006-06-15T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T17:50:21.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahha got these off debbbbb's blog. hilarious!-I like you. You remind me of when I was young and stupid-I will always cherish the initial misconceptions I had about you-Not all men are annoying. Some are deadheheh. clubbing tonight with sheila and anna XDand my tummy's alllll better. got my brows done yesterday night. imma happy girl</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115036502172657869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115036502172657869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115036502172657869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115036502172657869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/hahha-got-these-off-debbbbbs-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-115030387008861054</id><published>2006-06-15T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T00:51:10.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my stomach is sibei painful )): im damn annoyed. its churning and churning. i think i ate too much rubbish and not proper meals, cos of my lack of appetite, i only had coffee, half a cup of instant noodles, abit of ice cream and some egg thing the whole of today. i didn't really eat yesterday. i'd better be okay by tomorrow. i hate tummyaches.spent my afternoon at gardens with the nickishly and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115030387008861054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115030387008861054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115030387008861054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115030387008861054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-stomach-is-sibei-painful-im-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115021263299432204</id><published>2006-06-13T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:30:33.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sng is after my life, cos i didn't do the effing paper. oops. chinese today was a waste of time. just sat there and copied some stuff for about an hour cos she was late for an hour.had breakfast at macdonalds after that with cho and nickishly. (:my stomach was being weird again, i was so hungry but i just couldn't eat and i felt bloody nauseous. stupid neeco was being such an idiot."eh i think </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115021263299432204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115021263299432204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115021263299432204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115021263299432204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/sng-is-after-my-life-cos-i-didnt-do.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-115012725582968237</id><published>2006-06-12T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T23:47:35.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mardy Bummy sleeping patterns are weirdly screwed up. happens every holidays. dont know why its the same this time though, haven't been clubbing. and TABBYYYY, hahah what what YOU crack me up the most.i caught She's The Man with sheilalala, anna and aaron cheng today. hahah sheila and i had alot of fun, and anna looked as if she wanted to murder the both of us. hahha hilarioussss. aye that show's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/115012725582968237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=115012725582968237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115012725582968237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/115012725582968237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/mardy-bum-my-sleeping-patterns-are.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114977947803251077</id><published>2006-06-08T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T23:11:18.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vonda Shepard - Baby Don't You Break My Heart Slowso much on my mind right now. so many unhappy (or rather, annyoing, confusing) things just seem to befall me, one after another. rotting at home the whole day would be good now, but NOOOOOO, i have school at 9 am tomorrow, to do a god damn english mock paper for sng. yucks man. URGH, do you feel my disgust. whatever, i've learnt to take things in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114977947803251077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114977947803251077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114977947803251077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114977947803251077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/vonda-shepard-baby-dont-you-break-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114970274684047021</id><published>2006-06-08T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T01:52:32.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have a temporary new companion at home! hahah for five days. well, im taking care of rebecca's hermit crab cos she's away to dont know where. haha how egg-citing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114970274684047021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114970274684047021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114970274684047021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114970274684047021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-have-temporary-new-companion-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114960805507877089</id><published>2006-06-06T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:34:15.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So when you feel like hope is goneLook inside you and be strongtoday's adam khoo session was so impactful, especially the part on soul searching. that brought many in the room, including me, to tears. my whole row was crying like shit. seriously, what the guy said really brought me back to reality, hit me square in the face. so much on death and dying, family, friends, loved ones. i never used to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114960805507877089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114960805507877089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114960805507877089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114960805507877089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-when-you-feel-like-hope-is-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114944095424532292</id><published>2006-06-05T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T01:09:14.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, It’s the best that you ever had, The best thing that you ever, ever hadim sleepy and i have this motivational thing in school for three days, starting from tmr, from 8 am to 9 pm everyday. pffft i dont really feel like going. grahlunch and math at friends cafe, cine with sheila and jing yuan. paopaocha! yoshi for soup, ralph to check out some polo tees, bishan to return some vcds, paopaocha </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114944095424532292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114944095424532292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114944095424532292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114944095424532292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-its-best-that-you-ever-had-best.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114935462940172786</id><published>2006-06-04T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T01:21:21.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just got home from portscher's birthday gathering. today was such a busy busy day.i got asked this question : whats the thing you regret most in your life. hmm it got me thinking.last night i talked to nicole on the phone. she made me laugh like shittttt. and then tab called, made me laugh even more. i have such funny friends. (: i just want to say, i love all of you.i had a bad start to the day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114935462940172786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114935462940172786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114935462940172786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114935462940172786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-got-home-from-portschers-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114925213426692550</id><published>2006-06-02T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T21:14:52.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to school at 1045 this morning with the rest (breakfast before that! well, technically it was for them cos i was late and i could only grab a hashbrown to eat while walking to school). didn't go for leeeet in the morning (at a unearthly time of 730 am). 3 hours of chem was a killer. esp with portscher sitting beside me being a total ass, hahaha. she was being so stupid and retarded omg. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114925213426692550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114925213426692550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114925213426692550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114925213426692550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-to-school-at-1045-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114917324410134825</id><published>2006-06-01T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T22:47:24.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY PHONE IS WEIRDLY CONKED UP, AFTER YESTERDAY, WHEN IT WAS SWITCHED OFF THE WHOLE DAY COS THE BATTERY DIED ON ME. CALLS AND MSGED CAN'T COME THROUGH WTF WTF. )): IM AM REALLY ANNOYED.urghhhhh.chloe told me something just now and its like double rawrrr. rarr i should have been there. hmmm unfair lah! hahahah wth life is never fair anyway x(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114917324410134825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114917324410134825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114917324410134825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114917324410134825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-phone-is-weirdly-conked-up-after.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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fucking big joke. tab and i got out of the cab and gaped, shocked at the bloody loooooooong queue that was snaking out onto the main road, coming from the club itself. we were like omg im so not going in there already. anna came. saw many people. ended up at macs. walked to and fro like some idiots. met up with tab's friends. walked to and fro,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114908395373794615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114908395373794615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114908395373794615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114908395373794615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/hahaha-yesterdays-clubbing-night.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114890824536304568</id><published>2006-05-29T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T23:00:45.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was really happy this morning i dont know why. haha bounded into the canteen and i saw tab loo nicole and teresa. the first thing they said to me was "sammm! you look so radiant today, and you're EARLY!" hah.i froze my butt off in the examination hall, cos i didn't bring my jacket. pffft i was so cold my hands were numb omg. anyhow, im glad its overrr.town with chloe, nicole, tab and looloo XD </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114890824536304568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114890824536304568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114890824536304568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114890824536304568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-was-really-happy-this-morning-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114865064836817661</id><published>2006-05-26T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T00:49:22.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HELLO CHINESEmy piercing hurts like shit, i think i accidentally pulled at it yesterday.3 more days to chinese o's. shitsss. studied at rtc today. had lunch with mummy, jap food! hahah she decided not to go for the parent teacher meeting. woohoo.haha nicole came over just now. she passed me the black blazer, and i gave her the green. hahaha yay!yesterday while we were shifting tables we came up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114865064836817661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114865064836817661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114865064836817661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114865064836817661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-chinese-my-piercing-hurts-like.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114847813523043020</id><published>2006-05-24T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T21:42:15.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG, to hell with you stupid momo. urgh, gross.nothing much to blog about, only that im getting my ppr tmr. yikes. and we're shifting table to the examination hall again, just like the other time. only that this is the O LEVEL EXAMINATION and not the preliminary examination. shits. im sitting all the way in front again, great. all the pressure. ):</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114847813523043020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114847813523043020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114847813523043020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114847813523043020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/omg-to-hell-with-you-stupid-momo.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114839441907971229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114839441907971229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-i-said-go-i-never-meant-away-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114830878626263137</id><published>2006-05-22T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:39:47.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im really sleepy, so this'll be short. today was exciting, hahaha my clique knows why. xD heheh thank god i have great friends like these to embarrass myself with and do all my rubbish with. hahaha this post is almost nonsensical. but shit, i think we were damn obvious though. hah who wouldn't have noticed us going omg omg, then laughing SO loudly, running behind the staircase to hide and making </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114830878626263137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114830878626263137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114830878626263137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114830878626263137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-really-sleepy-so-thisll-be-short.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114822330599061836</id><published>2006-05-21T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T23:22:02.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today has been such a bad day. im in a bloody foul mood, thus explaining the lack of enthusiasm to do anything at all. i've been moping around at home the entire day, i didn't go to church and my initial plans to go for tuition were foiled. i am really annoyed. i can't wait for school tmr, seriously. what i need right now is a nice night walk around my estate. grr i feel like shit.but, thanks to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114822330599061836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114822330599061836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114822330599061836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114822330599061836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-has-been-such-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114812785447811612</id><published>2006-05-20T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T20:24:14.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in the middle of the night, that's when you caught my eye.i didn't wake up for the lit seminar this morning. HEHEH, tab got me too high i couldn't wake up. anyway, i headed to town to meet them at around 2. i didnt get my haircut ))): got my guess blazer and a new navel stud though xDD had fun like i always do with them around.weilin the little horny thing. HAHAanyway, we headed over to j8 before</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114812785447811612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114812785447811612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114812785447811612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114812785447811612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-middle-of-night-thats-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114805156255718717</id><published>2006-05-19T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T23:12:44.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>due to the fact that i was absent from school yesterday, i missed a whole load of drama that happened in class. what with mrs sng crying, walking out from class and going home?! serves her right, she shouldn't even have made those demoralising comments that pissed the class off in the first place. she brought it upon herself. shan't go into the details. news got to the VP, but she was really nice</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114805156255718717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114805156255718717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114805156255718717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114805156255718717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/due-to-fact-that-i-was-absent-from.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114787738943037682</id><published>2006-05-17T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T23:43:13.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now, tell me what you saw,Tell me what you sawim rather tired, so this will be a short entry. chem test today. i tried to study chem during the first two periods, SS. HOWEVER, i was so exhausted i ended up sleeping through SS for an hour. poor mr tan, half the class was asleep. i'd be so embarrassed if i were him.during recess i was so dazed i didn't do anything stupid with them. hah i was just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114787738943037682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114787738943037682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114787738943037682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114787738943037682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/now-tell-me-what-you-saw-tell-me-what.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114770694839404059</id><published>2006-05-15T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T23:39:30.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can't you see that I wanna be there with open armsi passed my AMATH test, despite not having a calculator with me and the countless careless mistakes! yay -jumps around. im so exhilarated cos amath isn't really my thing. and bio pract was much fun with neecoooo and loo loo sitting with me. hahha i think i was being really weird, over excited and hyperactive (not to mention annoying). and nicole's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114770694839404059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114770694839404059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114770694839404059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114770694839404059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/cant-you-see-that-i-wanna-be-there.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114750736941194739</id><published>2006-05-13T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T16:02:49.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chloe and tab are over at sentosa now. they called me and woke me up from my deep slumber, and when i picked up my phone, i heard chloe say to tab "i bet you 99% she won't wake up" hahaha fine. in the end i didn't go.clubbed at cocco latte last night, along with nicole and some others. initially, it was just a movie cum shopping outing with anna and nicole, but over dinner she persuaded me to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114750736941194739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114750736941194739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114750736941194739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114750736941194739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/chloe-and-tab-are-over-at-sentosa-now.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114737127781648273</id><published>2006-05-12T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T02:14:37.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAHAHAH i had a nice night with my parents! good dinner at the fullerton hotel, afterwhich we went for some drinks at a pub along clarke quay. okay im too tired now, probably heading to bed soon. gahh i still have tuition tomorrow at 1030 in the morning. pffft</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114737127781648273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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2.4 today, together with char as we weren't in school yesterday. i only found out this morning that i had to do it during reccess -.- i was so shocked i sat there gaping at chloe with my mouth open wide. i had no pe tshirt, so i ended up wearing chloe's (afterwhich chloe told me i looked like i was wearing a dress) and vict's running shoes. the run was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114726793324151197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114726793324151197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114726793324151197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114726793324151197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/is-it-worth-it-can-you-even-hear-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114709868543283199</id><published>2006-05-08T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T22:31:26.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I keep thinking times will never changeKeep on thinking things will always be the sameBut when we leave this year we won't be coming back No more hanging out cause we're on a different trackAnd if you got something that you need to sayYou better say it right now cause you don't have another dayCause we're moving on and we can't slow down</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114700448944301325</id><published>2006-05-07T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T20:21:29.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my brains are fried from studying biology then entire afternoon. 5 chapters of biology really can kill :(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114700448944301325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114700448944301325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114700448944301325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114700448944301325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-brains-are-fried-from-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114693270758709133</id><published>2006-05-07T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T00:25:07.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAHHAHAHAHHA i told just told chloe something. or more like, i asked her to guess. and WOAH, so smart, she got it on her first guess. she asked me if i was kidding. and she said this in response:We're drifting out like all the ones we didn't know says:EXPIREDWe're drifting out like all the ones we didn't know says:OVERDUEDBut they're back again, just like a long lost friend says:hahahaha </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114684465905193841</id><published>2006-05-05T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T23:57:39.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was rather enjoyable. for one, school ended at 1. fine, only an hour early but still, hallelujah! i live for early dismissals and holidays heheh. swensons at tp with cho neeeeco and vic dick for some fun, freezing our asses off. our earlier plans to study went down the drain, sadly. hah.th cab driver was SO plain annoying and he caused me to be late for school this morning. graarr. but on a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114684465905193841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114684465905193841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114684465905193841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114684465905193841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-was-rather-enjoyable.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114665823246934423</id><published>2006-05-03T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T20:10:32.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday once moreahh fuck it, my chinese prelims are TOMORROW. i never really noticed how close it was till we had to shift our tables over to the examination hall earlier in the afternoon. i have this sick feeling that i'll screw it up. oh god please let me pass (or even better let me get an A), Amen.my legs are aching like shitzxz please. i took a jog around my estate yesterday evening </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114665823246934423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114665823246934423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114665823246934423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114665823246934423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesterday-once-more-ahh-fuck-it-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114649393551284540</id><published>2006-05-01T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:32:17.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what a scummy mani just got home from a gruelling session of chinese revision with chloe and tab. i did more chinese than i ever did this whole year (more than 10 chinese cloze passages!). WE HAD GOOOT FUN OVER DINNER. hahahahha 'look at that STUPI-EST BEETCH' i had a good laugh.grarr, chinese prelims in four days. i'd better do well. this year's gonna be over in the blink of an eye and, i don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114649393551284540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114649393551284540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114649393551284540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114649393551284540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-scummy-man-i-just-got-home-from.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114624159928919565</id><published>2006-04-29T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T00:26:39.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahaha i totally humiliated myself today. loo teresa abigail and i were the only four mascots in the secondary section. and standing tied in cloth in front of the contingent dancing the retarded family dance isn't really my thing. i wasn't sure of the steps, so loo and i were like "oh shit, oh shit" and i saw vict and na being all happy and waving pineapples (haha WTF?). but overall, it was all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114624159928919565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114624159928919565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114624159928919565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114624159928919565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/hahaha-i-totally-humiliated-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114612892073433872</id><published>2006-04-27T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:03:45.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>not for all the love in the worldim in CCA now, and vict's beside me. rawr, tab didnt come to school today and clara ponned cca so its only left with the two of us. SPORTS DAY tmr (so no school till 3 pm, YEAH! though i think the idea of having sports day at three in the afternoon isn't very wise)oh yes, we were having assembly one morning when the vp was singing the national anthem sooo loudly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114612892073433872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114612892073433872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114612892073433872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114612892073433872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/not-for-all-love-in-world-im-in-cca.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114580213928967197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114580213928967197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114580213928967197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/listen-heres-best-part-you-and-i-we.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114563389663716502</id><published>2006-04-21T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T23:38:16.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chloe harbors evil intentions of wanting to pluck out all my eyelashes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114563389663716502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114563389663716502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114563389663716502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114563389663716502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/chloe-harbors-evil-intentions-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114562868797074938</id><published>2006-04-21T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T22:11:33.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahaha today's history test spells DISASTER. yeah, so much for wanting to kick history in the ass. stupid teresa chong was sitting beside me trying to copy off a piece of paper from under the desk, so loud and obvious somemore. hahah that stupid woman. seth tan is damn blur. anyway, we finished really early and we went to sleep. si liao si liao.apart from that, the rest of the day was awesoooome </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114562868797074938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114562868797074938' 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whatever, i shan't care. thank youuuuu my girls, haha this weekend, on ah! XDi think the people in cca think of vict tab and i as hopelessly annoying good-for-nothings. cca is now much fun, whooo.school today was goood, since i slept so early last night (10pm, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114544450088701291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114544450088701291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114544450088701291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114544450088701291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/hate-to-say-i-told-you-so-im-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114528281321681714</id><published>2006-04-17T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T22:06:54.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i looove my art buddies (: headed to the school library during art class today. though we weren't exactly productive. haha we were lying on the floor and all, much to the librarian's dismay. took ALOT of photos. hahaha my phone is much fun. i will upload some soon. and i will have to think through the concepts of my art project again. -frowns. i dont have much time left. hahaha maybe i should </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114528281321681714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114528281321681714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114528281321681714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114528281321681714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-looove-my-art-buddies-headed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114519819772958380</id><published>2006-04-16T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:01:44.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hollaback at the indoor stadium yesterday evening. saint nickelodeans totally rocked the stadium, yeah! the queue was bloody crazily long when we got there after lunch at thai express in city link (where i realized i forgot my ticket and panicked, called people up and then finally teresa managed to get me an extra). but na's sister was queueing already, so we joined her. hahaha then the other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114519819772958380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114519819772958380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114519819772958380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114519819772958380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/hollaback-at-indoor-stadium-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114484686950092821</id><published>2006-04-12T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T23:36:06.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i finally got down to watching the second half of The Notebook yesterday night. andddd, well, i cried my eyes out. it was so sadddd. ): so, that pretty much explains why i went to school with puffy eyes, which remained until after recess. hahah i couldn't really open my eyes properly plus i was so tired and all = torture!haha towned with the bestfriend after school ((: haha lunch at subway was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114484686950092821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114484686950092821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114484686950092821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114484686950092821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-finally-got-down-to-watching-second.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114456363599521194</id><published>2006-04-09T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T14:20:36.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i couldn't make it for the wake last night. my deepest condolences go out to zhuang and her family. hope she doesn't take it too hard.chinese tuition was considerably entertaining. hmmm, people in my class are kinda weird. though i think they probably look at sheila and i like we are the weirdos. cos we are, afterall, the only two girls in the class who keep to ourselves and not scream and laugh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114456363599521194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114456363599521194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114456363599521194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114456363599521194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-couldnt-make-it-for-wake-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114440204549677981</id><published>2006-04-07T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T17:46:28.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know you’re dying to tell me everything that you want to say, but I’m not listening. Try to tell me everything that you want to say. I know you’re trying to force me. Feed me lies but I’m on my way. Can you taste it now?i like that song. anyway, i didn't go to school today. and im typing in the dark because i am too lazy to walk and switch on the lights.zhuang's mom passed away. ): so, i might </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114440204549677981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114440204549677981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114440204549677981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114440204549677981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-know-youre-dying-to-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114424910018202807</id><published>2006-04-05T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T22:58:24.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>prove me wrongmathematics tuition today for 4+ hours. not all that terrible with my girls around. (: but at the end i really couldn't think straight. haha math depresses one. bus ride back with the bestfriend was rather fun. XDchloe the GAY (whats with blueberry ice man) was absent from school today. she missed ss test. dang it was horrendous. paper wasn't all that difficult but i screwed it up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114424910018202807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114424910018202807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114424910018202807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114424910018202807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/prove-me-wrong-mathematics-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114415456263614811</id><published>2006-04-04T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T20:42:42.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ice ice babyChloe and I love Vanilla Ice. Haha History remdial today was fulla crap. Char's my new singing partner. "Whatever it takes, or how my heart breaks, i will be right here waiting for you"S-I-N-G-A-P-O-R-EI love my countreeeeemy countreehahah mahd raps are sooo fetch.. not.note to add: i really DETEST mrs sng. urgh fucking annoying. i was so pissed at her this morning i swear i could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114415456263614811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114415456263614811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114415456263614811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114415456263614811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/ice-ice-baby-chloe-and-i-love-vanilla.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114407986460979229</id><published>2006-04-03T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T23:57:45.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>she moves in her own waytoday has been a bloody good day. (: i got my art proposal done, finally! after so many weeks of procrastinating and hesitating. i had so many ideas today it kinda scared me actually. i was scribbling furiously on a piece of A3 paper, and by the time lesson ended, i had one whole page full of what im gonna do for my o level project. feels good to get something done xDhahah</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114407986460979229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114407986460979229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114407986460979229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114407986460979229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/she-moves-in-her-own-way-today-has.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114399037336481414</id><published>2006-04-02T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:06:13.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahahhaa im doing english speech now. whoo my topic's rather easy. Chloe and I decided on it after a game of scissors paper stone over msn. Haha cos I was in a major dilemma. It was bloody amusinglean on me, when you're not strong says:i cant decideTorah food for my brain, let it rain till I drown says:scissors paper stoneTorah food for my brain, let it rain till I drown says:at 1003 we  send out</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114399037336481414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114399037336481414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114399037336481414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114399037336481414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/hahahhaa-im-doing-english-speech-now.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114395578438387964</id><published>2006-04-02T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T13:38:45.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>where'd you goi miss you soseems like it's been forever since you've been gonechloeee: haha how i haven't written my speech and all yet rawrrr. seeing you later probably. (: i love you too assssshole! ho hum. hahha look thats you there .i hate sundays, urgh. maybe i should just stay in bed.although we've come to the end of the road, still i can't let go.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114395578438387964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114395578438387964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114395578438387964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114395578438387964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/whered-you-go-i-miss-you-so-seems-like.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114390662662684691</id><published>2006-04-01T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:54:25.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there went the world.today was day out with the girls. yes, all 7 of them (: haha they never fail to make my day with all their embarrassing/silly antics.we headed to the padang to catch the hollaback crew semis at around mid afternoon. the team from our school did well, so who cares if the school itself is being a bitch or not (all the shiat conditions they gave). i must say we really had good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114390662662684691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114390662662684691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114390662662684691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114390662662684691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/04/there-went-world.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114379957628736315</id><published>2006-03-31T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T18:06:16.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i felt so shitty in school today. must be due to the bloody lack of sleep. but nevertheless, history class with chloe and char made it a little bit better. history classes are really my favourite classes. chloe and i did a very funny recording on her phone. she says she's gonna put it as her ringtone. buuuut during chinese i decided to go home. but zhuang was being such a pain omfg. so i left </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114379957628736315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114379957628736315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114379957628736315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114379957628736315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-felt-so-shitty-in-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114372903546948806</id><published>2006-03-30T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:30:39.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahahahha im webcamming with na now. its so hilarious. she says the funniest things ohymygosh.anyway, cca today as usual, stoning and lying around. i think i have a love-hate relationship with the unproductiveness of cca. hah but im glad we're not doing anything much and that cca on tuesday was about lying at the back of the av room sleeping. (according to vict) and a teacher was teaching those </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114372903546948806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114372903546948806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114372903546948806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114372903546948806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/hahahahha-im-webcamming-with-na-now.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114354240566312189</id><published>2006-03-28T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T18:40:05.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whooo im getting my D500c. that stupid conked up sl65 can go and die.haha this is what happens after staying home mugging for chem the whole day. i got really bored, restless and fidgety and i decided to take a break. rar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114354240566312189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114354240566312189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114354240566312189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114354240566312189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/whooo-im-getting-my-d500c.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114353005062471201</id><published>2006-03-28T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T15:14:10.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i remember when, you came with me that nightyou said forever, you said forever, you said forever..chloe: yoohooo! xD heh heh i don't like how it works too, having to type the pw twice and all. but aiyah, no choice lah. (: hahah oops, but i'll go have pasta with you soon yes? aaand i loved the songs you sent! hahah "finally someone that appreciates my type of songs" yah. though i can't find the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114353005062471201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114353005062471201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114353005062471201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114353005062471201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-remember-when-you-came-with-me-that.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114327426053501621</id><published>2006-03-25T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T16:11:00.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahahah well what can i say, last night was the fun-nest with na. and i got to eat vongole pasta at pastmania, something i had been craving for the entire week. whoooand vict's a total idiot really. hahahah xD she wrote lots of fucking retarded stuff in my diary. haha there was this line from a song, im just a shot away from you. and guess what she cleverly wrote below it? "so, bang, now im next </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114327426053501621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114327426053501621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114327426053501621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114327426053501621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/ahahah-well-what-can-i-say-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114322140509608561</id><published>2006-03-25T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T01:30:05.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahahaha na is so funny roar. she made me laugh and got me all high. we went to the playground and i scared her friend on the phone. oh great now i bet he thinks im weird. and we swung the swings over the bar on top to make it higher but one of them got stuck so high up i couldn't reach it boooo ):</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114322140509608561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114322140509608561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114322140509608561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114322140509608561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/hahahaha-na-is-so-funny-roar.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114320050601804854</id><published>2006-03-24T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T16:14:13.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH MY GOSH. SN HOCKEY won first in nationals woooooot. haha finally in 8 years!ohkay school was kinda horrible today, i so badly wanted to go home. haha so i was bloody elated when school was over. just had chem tuition. hah electrolysis. i finally see the light lah.tuition yesterday. nothing really productive was done cos i didn't bring my stuff. so nicole and i headed to the playground first. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114320050601804854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114320050601804854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114320050601804854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114320050601804854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114295038158478242</id><published>2006-03-21T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:13:01.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAHAH NA JUST SENT ME PHOTOS FROM TERESA'S BIRTHDAY. omg fucking hilarious.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114295038158478242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114295038158478242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114286784516895434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114286784516895434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114286784516895434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114286784516895434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-just-murdered-my-supper-in-microwave.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114283273062129072</id><published>2006-03-20T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T13:32:10.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was sick yesterday ): so that explains why i was in bed until 430, missed tuition and i didn't go for paul's singapore idol thing. got up and went for mass in the evening still with this horrible queasy feeling in my stomach. ack. headed to town with nicole and elena for dinner, which was my first meal of the day. felt loads better after 2 panadols (: headed down to esplanade to catch the last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114283273062129072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114283273062129072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114283273062129072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114283273062129072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-was-sick-yesterday-so-that-explains.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114270208782034285</id><published>2006-03-19T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T01:14:47.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay. good luck to paul !!! says:his dipples are so infactuoushahahaha i still can't get over that. omg anna's gonna kill me if she sees this.anyway, flag day was silly. we spent the first two hours at crystal jade eating xiaolongbaos and la mian. hah we walked all the way from youth park to scotts just to eat. stood around for an hour asking for donations before giving up and heading to subway </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114270208782034285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114270208782034285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114270208782034285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114270208782034285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114258029558432826</id><published>2006-03-17T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T15:24:55.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am so confused. so much shit is happening right now. wanted to take a break from it all last night. so i headed down to romp@zouk together with sheila, jingyuan, anna (who didnt go in), jonas, zhihao, mervyn, tong (who didn't go in as well). saw many others. but it proved to be the one of the worse parties ever. i am not going to elaborate. maybe, it was because of my foul mood and such, but i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114258029558432826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114258029558432826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114258029558432826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114258029558432826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-so-confused.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114244274106870815</id><published>2006-03-16T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T01:29:43.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You let your pride stand tallIt danced within your words.Right before your fall.Why dont you say that to my face?Watch your mouth. Hold your tonguei am so pissed off with a certain someone whose identity i shan't reveal. whatafucker. RARRRRRR. okay first things first, STOP, stop stop stop stop stop trying to fucking sow discord among all of us because its FUCKING NOT WORKING and its just getting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114244274106870815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114244274106870815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114244274106870815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114244274106870815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-let-your-pride-stand-tall-it.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114243357881021734</id><published>2006-03-15T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T23:43:13.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AHAH CHLOEEE WTF'S A YAO GUN MERLION? ahaha.yah stupid chloe lim says i look like a crazy merlion. pffffft. and we (chloe weiloo nickishly and tabbbbb) totally embarrassed ourselves in swensons yesterday ahhhhhhh. chem prac for 3 hours kills. tab vict and i went for the last 2 horus of media camp today, which totally bored us out. haha but we kinda entertained ourselves throughout the thing. haha</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114243357881021734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114243357881021734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114243357881021734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114243357881021734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/ahah-chloeee-wtfs-yao-gun-merlion.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5720335.post-114226525905904963</id><published>2006-03-13T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T23:54:19.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dancing in the moonlight.haha i've been really addicted to that song lately (: heh it always seems to make me smile, woohoo! anyway, CHLOE LIMMMMMM YOU LICKER. hahahahah yah, where did YOU die to huh huh? -whines. eeheeehee nevermind, there's school tmr, so we can do the thing we were supposed to do -winks. and yes, don't forget our "horny" dance. hah.anyway, i did some work today, and im feeling</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114226525905904963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114226525905904963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114226525905904963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114226525905904963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/dancing-in-moonlight.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720335.post-114218007242808965</id><published>2006-03-13T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T00:14:32.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay i hope this entry gets through cos my connection's really bad.sn fiesta yesterday. reached school at around 7 20. siggy came to help me with the eggs, which were so fucking heavy i almost broke my arms lugging them down my flat. don't have much to comment on it cos i personally don't really enjoy funfairs. just that the clearing up part kinda sucked. carried tables all the way from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/feeds/114218007242808965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5720335&amp;postID=114218007242808965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114218007242808965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720335/posts/default/114218007242808965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxiqque.blogspot.com/2006/03/okay-i-hope-this-entry-gets-through.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
