<?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-30510630</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:17:25.092+08:00</updated><category term='Stupid friends and 3rd party people'/><title type='text'>fantasynthesis</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>394</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30510630.post-6279350435098864120</id><published>2007-04-14T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T22:02:23.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp; what I gave is yours to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHEER UP, WEN(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love you, girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo foreverrr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-6279350435098864120?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/6279350435098864120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=6279350435098864120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/6279350435098864120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/6279350435098864120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-i-gave-is-yours-to-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-390069929401677670</id><published>2007-04-14T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T21:42:30.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my epitome of sexy is well, sexy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah  ha ha haaaa.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;I got a NEW bowling ball!&lt;br /&gt;It's a REACTIVE BALL &amp; I'M SO HAPPY ;)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPYHAPPYHAPPY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AH H HA HA HAHAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, until GINO told me he got his reactive ball after his FIRST lesson. Blehhhx. So sao xing lahhh! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but i like my new bowlingggggg ballllll.&lt;br /&gt;it's damn cute(:&lt;br /&gt;or pre-taye or whatever youwant to say lahhh :D&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is failing me as i'm currently trying to change something in my other blog. tsktskkkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; I'M GOING TO NYGH! WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; TODAY I WENT XINMIN. :D&lt;br /&gt;I saw Crystal. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; met with toot they all. wa ha ha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go le la. tsk.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-390069929401677670?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/390069929401677670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=390069929401677670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/390069929401677670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/390069929401677670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-epitome-of-sexy-is-well-sexy-ah-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-1314279218282354115</id><published>2007-04-10T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T22:03:34.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid friends and 3rd party people'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did you really think I could forgive you?&lt;br /&gt;With one "sorry" everything could be okay?&lt;br /&gt;I know she needs you;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I do too!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about that?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever stopped to think of us?&lt;br /&gt;We who have known you longer?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate 3rd party people.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if I've offended him, mann.&lt;br /&gt;I think 3rd party people are STUPID.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-1314279218282354115?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1314279218282354115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=1314279218282354115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/1314279218282354115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/1314279218282354115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/04/did-you-really-think-i-could-forgive.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-1377198591998053549</id><published>2007-04-10T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:44:28.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp; i never will forget those nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it might change my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much i want to say to you;&lt;br /&gt;so much i want to do with you.&lt;br /&gt;you might think i'm crazy if i told you,&lt;br /&gt;"i'm in love with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going nuts =\&lt;br /&gt;i've only just met the guy.&lt;br /&gt;okay, not just... but still.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;*frustrated*&lt;br /&gt;i don't dare talk to him as more than a "friend".&lt;br /&gt;*ouch*&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah ha haaaaa. i was randomly typing this weird thaaaang out! wah ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's training like very little.&lt;br /&gt;i think my javelin deprove though.. *wahhhhhh* &lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;CIPCIPCIP! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;CIP@GOMBAK/SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, i met toot's clement there. he was there for loooooooooooong JUMP! so yahhhhhhhh. =\&lt;br /&gt;he got 13. oh, so sad. reallyy.&lt;br /&gt;anyhooo, i stay for like 6 + hours?!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; is like, i went more than 8 hours without food 'cause in the morning i felt like vomitting after breakfast so i didn't eat anything.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you: THAT DAY DAMN FUNNNN!&lt;br /&gt;it was like RAINING can! then i a bit the bored lahh =\ 'cause rain so all events stop a while right! then is like, usually CEDAR is right beside SPORTS SCHOOL. but this year CAT HIGH squeeeeeze in! LOL. then ya le noticed this guy whom she claims is like, GAY! AH haaaaa. then i was like, stop staring! he's looking at us. (COS HE WAS LAHHH! COS WE WERE LAUGHING SO LOUDLY CAN!!!! LOL. ) then she said.. *laugh* then she said... *laughs* okay, i shall stop...&lt;br /&gt;then she said.. he won't look at us! he's gay! :D LOL. Like, what?! LOL. then got lots&amp;amp;lots&amp;oodles&amp;amp;oodles of cute guys! wah ha ha! :D&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, that day was damn funfunFUN! &amp; i was like, talking to TOOT for like, damn long?! about her . *ahem* LOL. &amp;amp; HE WAS RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME LAHHH! =\ Like, hahaahahaha! damn FUNNNNNEEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm on the phone with dion&amp;amp;toot. 'cause NG KIAN HAO WENT OFFLINE. Grrr. &amp; CLEMENT is BORING ME. &amp;amp; GINO is EATING PIZZA. &amp; TOOT, oh she went offline &amp;amp; called me :D&lt;br /&gt;eeyer , i'm bored. i'm bored. byebye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-1377198591998053549?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1377198591998053549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=1377198591998053549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/1377198591998053549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/1377198591998053549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-never-will-forget-those-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-2058649136087048412</id><published>2007-04-06T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T11:46:45.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp; if it could all be right again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez.jeez.jeez.&lt;br /&gt;well. no school today. goodfriday.&lt;br /&gt;jedidah was like, telling us that goodfriday is the day that uh, jesus died or something &amp;amp; easter is when he came back to life..? then we were like asking why not bad friday or sad friday. then felly went &amp; said deadfriday. -.-"' like, diao? LOL. that was when we were going to toa payoh. which was a mistake. for me, anyway. 'cause it messed up my legs. which have stopped hurting. but not before i screwed the javelin finals. anyhoo, even if it was a mistake... i loved that day(: lalalaaa :D  but hey the jumper juniors are fun fun FUNNN :D really. hahahahaha. they're seriously cu-utee! haha. sorry. my juniors are cute &amp; fun too. but that day they weren't there. awwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhooooo, i'm just gonna publish this. no mood for a looooonglong one ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-2058649136087048412?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2058649136087048412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=2058649136087048412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/2058649136087048412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/2058649136087048412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-it-could-all-be-right-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-3658883522528786354</id><published>2007-04-05T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T22:23:15.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp; i find it funny how one day you're on top &amp;amp; the next you're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT DAYS, mann.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna totally like, DIIIIIIEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've failed. Not only myself but Mr Seem as well. I've failed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know WHAT's been going on with me the past few days but I just feel so... idiot. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;It's like everything's falling apart &amp; I only have myself to blame. Yet, I'm already being punished. I've always been proud. Always. I hate having my weaknesses out in the open. Yet, it's kind of hard to cry here. All alone. All by my lonesome... I try try tried not to cry. Especially for Jedi 'cause she wanted me not to be sad &amp;amp; cry again like for discus. I love Jedi(: &lt;br /&gt;All those friends who claimed they love me haven't been here lately. I feel like well, like I'm alone. Again. Like when I was so angry with Jedi. That was the worst. 'Cause then, I didn't even have Jedi. Like when I totally screwed up my discus &amp; someone kept rubbing it in. &amp;amp; like today when my javelin just... didn't make the mark &amp; i had to control 'cause everyone was there &amp;amp; Ya Le was so sad. But I need Need NEED someone who can understand. &amp; lately it's only Jedi.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it's not like I can talk to her everyday. I can't. Mi Li's also being so very nice. But what hurts the most is that the people that I relied on haven't come through for me. They haven't. They never ask. They can't tell. Not like they used to be able to.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; there's someone I'll always ALWAYS admire &amp;amp; want to be friends with. But my pride is making her my rival &amp; making me cold &amp;amp; distant to her.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand myself anymore. I don't. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't.&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; this. I just...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he's not making this any easier. He's not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-3658883522528786354?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3658883522528786354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=3658883522528786354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/3658883522528786354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/3658883522528786354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-find-it-funny-how-one-day-youre-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-1742699027589163914</id><published>2007-04-01T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T17:52:05.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kiss yourself goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna really push myself for javelin. I owe myself that. At LEAST.&lt;br /&gt;My mom has GIVEN IN! I will get a Mac IF I do well this year. Well, end of the year at least. Seeing as I've already f-ed up my term 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day's jogging period did me good. I guess in a way, I've woken up. I think. It's not this great big lightning bolt feeling. It isn't. I was almost crying. 'Cause I was so depressed about my discus. I really nearly cried myself to death. Okay, not death. But close. Maybe cry my eyes out? LOL. Sorry. That mental picture isn't very.. uhh. Nevermind. I was talking to Samya &amp; telling her how I felt. &amp;amp; I feel that she handled my near crying self very well(:   APPLAUSE for Samya! (: Yay, her! Anyways, she agreed with me about what I was gonna do about myself. LOL. She calmed me down lots &amp; for that, ' I will always love youuuuuu.' LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooo, Saturday: No training. Went to Rosyth. Didn't go taekwondo though. I wonder if they still recognise me): Then very funny, 'cause I was SMSing with Kester &amp;amp; Weng Fong. Then SMS like crazy like that. 'Cause I reply one then the other one reply me. LOL. Then my dad noticed... then he go &amp; stand near to me to see my phone. then I just sent one to Kester (I think. Or maybe Weng Fong) then I looked around for him (my dad) then he was like standing SUPERDUUUPER CLOSE LAHHH! then he look at me with this look on his face. uh-oh. LOL. Then i turn my phone the other way &amp;amp; tried to find him. But he didn't go that day. Walao. Always pon one, he!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh, then me &amp; brother went out for a movie. Well, 2. TMNT &amp;amp; Mr Bean. very funny lahhh! LOL. laugh until like siao. But okay lahhh, not as funny as YA LE says! ah ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, about CAT CAT CAT! You know what I only just realised?! National Juniors are in like, TWO WEEKS! sh*t! I'm really scared now lahh! Must really chiong for my javelin. 'Cause  I just f-ed up at the sports day discus &amp; shotput. Improve more. Damn. I had no idea, NO IDEA that it was this close, mannnn. sick! Anyways, I really really hope that Jedidah did well for her time trial(: Yay, Jedi. I think she confirm in discus. But I'm not sure. Bea should be shotput. &amp;amp; Feli in discus. Samya can do both. Ya Le DEFINITELY javelin. AHHHHH! I damn scared lahh! I using Ya Le as a whatchamacallit. LOL. As in, I'm comparing every javelin I throw with hers! LOL. Anyways, I'm really learining alot. Ms Poon &amp; Ms Wong talked to me the other day. I know I stress myself; I pressurize myself. Too much. But I'll really try not to anymore. I will try my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling just now. FUNN! Ah ha ha! Bjorn had church camp. SIGH. So only Natasha. As usual: Gino says he's busy. Tsktsk. Whatever, mann. HE'S DAMN BIASED! LOL. I was like complaining about my brother &amp; he kept sticking up for him. Still say what impartial! Humph! LOL. He like GENE like that lahhhh! Tell him sleep, he go &amp;amp; pretend to sleeep. Sigh. Anyways, GENE GAVE ME MY LONG-AWAITED BIRTHDAY PRESENT! AH HA HA! AH HA HA! It's!!! It's!!! a turtle... LOL. Keychain. DAMN CUTE (: I LOVE IT :D  But I tell you: that Gene so shy around his (as my brother says) "dar". LOL. He don't even dare to talk to her lahhh! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my mom's screaming. I gotta go. Byebyee(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-1742699027589163914?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1742699027589163914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=1742699027589163914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/1742699027589163914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/1742699027589163914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/04/kiss-yourself-goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-174453399705746041</id><published>2007-03-31T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T12:00:21.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cry out my world, this copulated kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s the last that you deserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*SCREAMMM!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I. Have. My. Very. Own. Digital. Camera!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, happiness(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyhoo, these few days have been a bit the depressing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;These few days in SCHOOL, that is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe it's just the week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe it's just sports day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&amp; I have no more tears to cry.&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing was a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Crying, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Or just basically being to nervous to throw right.&lt;br /&gt;I've got JUST ONE MORE CHANCE.&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I need to really strive for.&lt;br /&gt;That's my Javelin.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I hope that this time, I'll not let myself down.&lt;br /&gt;I owe myself that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I feel like.. i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really angry at some people.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i know it's really weird to be angry with them.&lt;br /&gt;Since we're really extremely close...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez, i gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;when i next get back.. which is the next blue moon, i'll continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I love you you &amp; you(:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there, always...&lt;br /&gt;remembering me &amp;amp; hugging me when i need your hugs(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-174453399705746041?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/174453399705746041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=174453399705746041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/174453399705746041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/174453399705746041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/03/cry-out-my-world-this-copulated-kiss.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-8108054389621913243</id><published>2007-03-24T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T17:30:21.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll say it in a love song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. I'm tiredtiredtired):&lt;br /&gt;Had training like, 3 days in a row :D On Thursday, the training rather light though..  'Cause I was LATELATELATE 'cause I was RETAKING my GEOGRAPHY &amp; HISTORY. Boooooo. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, start from the beginning(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Am. Back. From Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh, I feel. I feel. I don't know!!!!!!! *frustrated*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th March:&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at Kuala Lumpur... KLIA. The plane was delayed for about an hour? I don't know.. due to technical problems... Then, the moment we stepped on the darned train, the whole airport blacked out! I mean like, ARGH! So, we all went to try to take the bus. However, the electricity came back &amp;amp; so.. BACK TO THE TRAIN! At the immigration, everything was ok... Then WE MISSED OUR YOYO BUS 'CAUSE OF THE PLANE DELAY + BLACK OUT! So. we took a later bus &amp; had dinner at the restaurent there. We then blew alot of money on SNACKS. the bus was very very very the nice! HAHA. very cold, very spacious. I SLEEP DAMN LONG CAN! LOL. Then also got MOVIE to watch lahhhh! Anyways, then we went for supper. &amp;amp; off to the hospital... to see grandma. I guess... I don't know. It was very sad. I was like, the 2nd to see her &amp; i couldn't stop crying. so my dad just hugged me. then everyone else also cried. her condition was: critical but stable. then, aiyahhh. anyways, then we went to uncle Peng Lam's place - our accomodation. That night, me &amp;amp; my brother slept in the same room as Xin Hui &amp; her mom. My aunty Ming Choo met with lots of problems going there. first, the bus broke down. then, she went to take a taxi &amp;amp; the taxi driver locked his keys in the boot! haiyohhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th March:&lt;br /&gt;Went out for breakfast. the 6 of us - me, linus, mom, dad, xin hui &amp; aunty pauline. then we were halfway through when my dad got a call. my ah ma's condition had become more critical.  we all knew that that day was the day that aunty ming choo finally got to see ah ma. &amp; also that she was the last of ah ma's 7 children to visit. so my dad drove like a mad man. but by the time we got there, "her vital signs (is it signs?) were gone. " we went in to see her. &amp;amp; it was really sad. i don't know what the doctors were doing. then she kept jerking &amp; making sounds. so i cried again lahh. then my dad just hugged me again &amp;amp; told me to let my ah ma go in peace &amp; not cry and let her not go in peace. so i forced my tears away. even my uncle Peng Wah looked like he was gonna cry that sight really made me want to cry some more. our air tickets were cancelled. then we went to visit my ah gong. he passed away 15 years ago on that same day (in the chinese calendar). then after that, we went back to my uncle's house. then they received a call saying that my ah ma has responded to life support. so they decided to keep her there. then, we ordered pizza hut. &amp;amp; we ate. then later, all the women.. like, my mom, xin hui's mom, etc started cleaning up. then we - me, linus &amp; xinhui -  found out that it was 'cause my ah ma's heart stopped beating again. &amp; the doctor said that there was no point. so .. she was coming back that night. at 7:55 p.m., seng wei came. then at 8, my ah ma came. so we all went down. i didn't cry again. i guess i just didn't have anymore tears left. sure, i felt close when i saw many other people crying... but i forced myself not to. ah ma had to go in peace.. then we all saw that her mouth was downturned. like she wasn't happy. then, she was covered with a cloth. then we all chanted some buddhist... chants... then later, when the cloth was lifted, her mouth was turned up in a smile!!!!!! we were so amazed! &amp;amp; the adults decided that the chanting helped(: then we chanted some more &amp; it was really tiring. we chanted 'til 1:00 then, olivia, a cousin of mine &amp;amp; daughter to uncle Peng Lam, told us to go up 'cause the chanting was for 12 hours. so we all went up to bathe &amp; sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th March:&lt;br /&gt;Birthday to me, i guess. uhhh, well, we chanted alot more. &amp;amp; we basically lay around rotting. uhh, i mean being useless. sorry. inappropriate. so then, seng wei brought his Mac. I WANT A MAC! ): I WANT I WANT I WANT!!!!!!!!! ):  Anyways, so we just crowded around him. &amp; i took LOTS of songs from him! ah haaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th March:&lt;br /&gt;Happy 14th Birthday to Inez(:&lt;br /&gt;I wished her too! ah haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we also chanted alot again. sorry i don't know what to add...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th March:&lt;br /&gt;"i don't want you to feel bad."&lt;br /&gt;"i don't want you to be sad."&lt;br /&gt;that day was a bit terrible lahh. i cried like a crazy girl. LOL. i don't even know why i cried lahhh! then my cousin, eugene was blamed. &amp;amp; i felt even worse. so i went out to tell him that i was sorry &amp; i didn't want him to feel bad. &amp;amp; he said he didnt want me to be sad... then he hugged me. sort of. i mean, we were both sitting down. then my head was resting on the table. then he hugged my head? LOL. Then we just sat there lor(: then i went back to the house. very funny later. i went out again to find him. LOL. then olivia was there &amp; later, i think margaret followed me. margaret is eugeney's sister. lol. aunty Poh Choo's kids. then i was like saying that i was barefooted. then eugene offer to let me have his slippers then i say i don't want. so then i told him "some one took my slippers. arse hole lah" then olivia showed me her feet &amp;amp; SHE WAS WEARING IT!!!! so i said i was sorry. LOL. but OMG lahhh! LOL. Embarrassed. that night i went to sleep early. was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th March:&lt;br /&gt;4:45 - woked up by mean parents who won't let us sleep! then just lie in bed.&lt;br /&gt;then, they forced us to go down. then xin hui &amp; seng wei were already there. looking awake. i just let my head drop on the table. was damn tired. then after grabbing a bread, went up to help make "ang bao". That day was the day theey cremated ah ma. but i don't want to think about it. No! then we just did the whole ceremony. that night, we ordered pizza hut again &amp;amp; the cousins &amp; adults reminiscenced (?) about the past. it was very funny to hear :D  i love my family so bad. then it was off to the airport &amp; we CHANGED OUR FLIGHT TO THE 1 HOUR EARLIER ONE &amp;amp; TOOK SQ! wah ha ha. tell y'all a secret: malaysia airlines... the toilets don't flush! Lol. then we went to MACS! &amp; bought BIG MAC!!!!! &amp;amp; FRIES! oh heavenly! (: then it was off for home(:   &amp; oh yeahhh! this is so ew.. but, there was a lizard INSIDE THE CAR!!!! EWWWW LAHHHHH! Erlack, erlack!  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooo, i didn't go to school the next day. Which was my dad's birthday(:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!oh! &amp;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Mr Chan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i took my literature test on schedule(:  &amp; also retook my science test which was bloody hard despite hints. i didn't retake maths 'cause of some IDIOT. i shall not elaborate.. so else... i will get into trouble :D  then the next day, i took geog &amp; history. i heard the maths test was bloody hard &amp;amp; i know alot of people failed. BOOOOO):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, then on thurday, the day i retook geog &amp; history, i was late for training about an hour. Oops. then i ran a little warm up. did a little stretch. then threw discus which deproved 'cause i was TIRED LIKE SIAO!  then yeahh lor. we also did a few shot put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, friday, did CIP for triple jump. CONGRATS TO WENDELYNN WHO GOT A NEW RECORD! YAY! SHE WON ! YAY! then after that, we trained like CRAZY &amp; Ms Leong gave us chocs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, training was.. urgh. but fun. Amelia &amp;amp; Amanda came back! YAY! &amp; bought us curry puffs! YAY! AH HA HAAAA. Then i did JAVELIN. &amp;amp;  I IMPROVED! WOOTS! love my javelin, babey(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhooo, i have to go now. so byebyeeee(:&lt;br /&gt;can you tell that the last few paragraphs, i rushed? LOL. if i can, next time, i elaborate more(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeebyeeee(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-8108054389621913243?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/8108054389621913243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=8108054389621913243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/8108054389621913243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/8108054389621913243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/03/ill-say-it-in-love-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-4881320757780848621</id><published>2007-03-13T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:44:28.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A feeling my heart just can't deny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY, 130307, WAS EXTREMELY EXTREMELY FUN!&lt;br /&gt;Since FELICIA's birthday is 1203;&lt;br /&gt;Huda's is 1403;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is 1603,&lt;br /&gt;All the other sec2 throwers decided to plan for us: A DAY OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got pictures!&lt;br /&gt;But first, the day went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet at 11.&lt;br /&gt;BUT! The four of them (Bea, Jedi, Samya, Yale) were late!&lt;br /&gt;I was with Felicia. We were extremely early lahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Felicia ask me go &amp; hide from them... Then we waited there like IDIOT like that. Walao.&lt;br /&gt;Then I called Bea. Then she say don't know go WHAT slope lor... Then I was like.. diiiaaaao? Then I pretended that I was alone. Then the next minute, Jedi called Felicia. LOL. Then also say don't know WHAT slope again. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Then we went up the OTHER slope. (if you get what i mean) Then we decided since we go wrong slope, why not go ALL THE WAY AROUND... then we SAW THEM! they were PLANNING TO SCARE US LOR!!!! LOL. Then me &amp;amp; Felicia went ALL THE WAY AROUND AGAIN. Round the market... then Jedidah turned &amp; saw lor.. walao. SPOIL THE FUN. we were gonna SCARE THEM! LOL. Then they sang to us happy birthday cedar version(: VERY NOISY! BUT NICE(: Then got our presents! VERY NICE! IS A FLOWER! LOL. We also took picturesss(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, then we went to wait for HUDA! Then, uh, she was abit late. So, me, Felicia, Jedi &amp;amp; Ya Le went to cafe cartel first. LOL. then we just sat down lahhhh! Then the rest caught up! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ordered like siao. Then eat like siao. Then feel like vomitting like siao! (pai2 bi3) Then we "flirt" with the waiter. Not really. BUT WE LAUGHED LIKE SIAO CAN! Then, the CAKE! Which was BEEEEE-YOOOOO-TIFUL. Until Bea touched it. LOL(:  Anyways, we saved a piece for RENA. Whose birthday is same as Felicia. But as she didn't go for training, we gave that piece to MR SEEM(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then anyways, we went and took neoprints. WE HAVE LONG AWAITED NEO PRINT TAKING DAY. LOL. Then we thought we were late. So, ALL IN A LINE, we RAN out of HOUGANG MALL. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we rush back. Then my EZ LINK no money. SO JEDIDAH help me get through. Then in the MRT, i tie Yale's shoes. Then Bea say people who don't know me sure think i les! LOL. Then later I rush through the thing when Bea tapped. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Cedar. LOL. We were so scared we might have been late! Then all out of breath! LOL. But we were like the first few!!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then training lor. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/Rfa0P14rXoI/AAAAAAAAABU/nOa9VaJP9wE/s1600-h/P3130001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/Rfa0P14rXoI/AAAAAAAAABU/nOa9VaJP9wE/s200/P3130001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041415017143688834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was where they were when me &amp; feli found them! Bea is taking the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/Rfa1YF4rXpI/AAAAAAAAABc/SNcbi1Rofqg/s1600-h/P3130006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/Rfa1YF4rXpI/AAAAAAAAABc/SNcbi1Rofqg/s200/P3130006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041416258389237394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 birthday girls: huda, me, feli with their flowers(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/Rfa2iV4rXqI/AAAAAAAAABk/PElvAgD36y4/s1600-h/P3130014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/Rfa2iV4rXqI/AAAAAAAAABk/PElvAgD36y4/s200/P3130014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041417533994524322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake: AFTER Bea touched it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/Rfa3Gl4rXrI/AAAAAAAAABs/FbxBPJen_kA/s1600-h/P3130008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/Rfa3Gl4rXrI/AAAAAAAAABs/FbxBPJen_kA/s200/P3130008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041418156764782258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four non-birthday girls who planned this great day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i gotta go le. another time(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNOUNCEMENT: I'm flying to Malaysia tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is now coming to an end. No thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;GENE LAU MOO MOO,&lt;br /&gt;NG KIAN HAO,&lt;br /&gt;TAN SEE YIN SUSU,&lt;br /&gt;CLEMENT CHUA,&lt;br /&gt;JOAN,&lt;br /&gt;PING HAO&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; DEBBIE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love everyone out there(:&lt;br /&gt;byeebyeee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love me too! LOL. &lt;-{--&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-4881320757780848621?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/4881320757780848621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=4881320757780848621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/4881320757780848621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/4881320757780848621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/03/feeling-my-heart-just-cant-deny.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/Rfa0P14rXoI/AAAAAAAAABU/nOa9VaJP9wE/s72-c/P3130001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30510630.post-2150300993309126841</id><published>2007-03-11T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T20:48:40.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not afraid to keep on living;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to walk this world alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more i know of him, the more i like him.&lt;br /&gt;that chua guy!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, as i've said on MSN, diondra will FLIP!&lt;br /&gt;AH HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;YET another Chua.&lt;br /&gt;Please, mannn.&lt;br /&gt;it's like, chua left chua right.&lt;br /&gt;so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really. but whatEVERRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have tuition tomorrow. boooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;two tuitions.&lt;br /&gt;boooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna seeeeeee hiiiiiiiiim. iD&lt;br /&gt;again, that is.&lt;br /&gt;ah ha haaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, bored now.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes hurt, baby!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;No, i'm just being an idiot now.&lt;br /&gt;i feel high. inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, that's rubbish again(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore the blithering idiot which is me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes, i aim to pleeeeease(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore! ignore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, school opens in a week's time.&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;That's just HORRIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the day it opens, TESTS! TWO!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the next day, ANOTHER TWO!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the third day? ONE MOREEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, mannnn. so many tests lahhhh! where do they get off?&lt;br /&gt;this means I HAVE TO MUG during my HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;which is so darn RETARDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is crap(:&lt;br /&gt;i need my babey &lt;-{--&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yikes! i better go for a while. may be back(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-2150300993309126841?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2150300993309126841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=2150300993309126841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/2150300993309126841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/2150300993309126841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-not-afraid-to-keep-on-living-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-5136637452256267794</id><published>2007-03-11T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T18:28:52.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe it's best you leave me alone;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TODAY IS WENDELYNN's BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WENDELYNN(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp; now, back to regular commentary(:&lt;br /&gt;I. AM. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SUNBURNT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;This is extremely sucky. My skin feels as if it's on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;FIRE&lt;/span&gt;. Darn!&lt;br /&gt;WHY am I sunburnt, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;I went to Kallang again yesterday. To seeeeeee the softball matches. They're extreeeeeemely exciting. LOL. (So far, I think Monfort is kinda good. I think?) Anyhoo, it was BLOODY HOT lahh! &amp; so, sunburnt i got(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am turning &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;14 &lt;/span&gt;sooooon sooooon soooooooon. SOOOOOOOON.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly looking forward to it. booooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, BOWLING today(:&lt;br /&gt;Natasha &amp; Bjorn were there.&lt;br /&gt;BUT THAT STUUUUPID GENE DIDN'T SHOW. Despite saying that he would, I must add! HORRIBLE FISHBALL! (&amp;amp; I hope he reads this!)&lt;br /&gt;Alicia was also there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; uhhhh, those two other people.&lt;br /&gt;Actually 3 but i say 2 'cause 2 are brother &amp;amp; sister(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday had noooo training. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder where mr seem went......?&lt;br /&gt;we are gonna have a "time" trial the coming saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I AM SUNBURNT!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Okay, I shall stop(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like him so so so much(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i am sunburnt(:&lt;br /&gt;sunburnt!&lt;br /&gt;sunburnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since when did i have a car? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i shall always remember that day!&lt;br /&gt;YAY! ah ha ha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm just being random(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNBURNT!&lt;br /&gt;Like a lobster!&lt;br /&gt;ah ha ha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother thinks i'm messaging kian hao.&lt;br /&gt;who is his senior.&lt;br /&gt;that idea is so ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was damn funny, i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;i was pointing at LINUS!&lt;br /&gt;NOT Elias!&lt;br /&gt;NOT Kian Hao!&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT LIKE KIAN HAO! Don't even know him(:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; those people just told him that i liked him.&lt;br /&gt;ah ha haaaa.&lt;br /&gt;it was so funny lahh!&lt;br /&gt;they actually like, shouted it out?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; called him my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;which he is so not.&lt;br /&gt;it was so ridiculous that i laughed.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but i shall admit: kian hao is a good player(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;have&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;downloaded&lt;br /&gt;IT END TONIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;by The All-American Rejects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;IT LIKE SO ROCKS CAN!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when darkness turns to light, it ends tonight. it ends tonight(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i especially like the "maybe it's best you leave me alone" part. 'CAUSE IT ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm just being ridiculous(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i went &amp;amp; found him on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;ah ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that stuupid gene luhhhh =\&lt;br /&gt;he owes me something iD&lt;br /&gt;Horrible boyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i shall end this post now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye, my loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no, it's not goodbye yet(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have now understood how much i mean to each &amp;amp; every one of you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for forgetting my birthday(:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for showing me that you can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now going through a very difficult period in my life.&lt;br /&gt;everything is happening all at once &amp; so everything is falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;nani has gone back.&lt;br /&gt;i may have to forgo my birthday 'cause my poor poor grandmother is sick.&lt;br /&gt;i REALLY pray that she'll get well.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i just don't know what to do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to beatrice &amp; wui leng that day for talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;i love you two.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; wui leng, i will listen to you &amp; try not to bottle up my feelings(:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being such a marvellous senior.&lt;br /&gt;i will never ever forget you(:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; bea(: i love you so so much!&lt;br /&gt;you're always there for me. always.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how bad i treat you, you still treat me nice.&lt;br /&gt;i shall always lovelovelove you(:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; mili &amp;amp; genevieve(:&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys for remembering my birthday which now seem so insignificant...&lt;br /&gt;genevieveeeeee i'm not a christian(: but thanks anyway for that prezzie(: i loved it lots! &amp; mili(: i will remember your birthday(: thank you, you silly cute little girl(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loveeeee mandy &amp;amp; grace.&lt;br /&gt;that day, we cleaned up together. me, mili, mandy &amp; grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i gotta go le. byeebyeeeee people(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-5136637452256267794?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5136637452256267794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=5136637452256267794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/5136637452256267794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/5136637452256267794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/03/maybe-its-best-you-leave-me-alone-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-8262812600706308517</id><published>2007-03-03T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T17:36:21.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The sky has lost its colour;&lt;br /&gt;The sun has turned to gray...&lt;br /&gt;At least that's how it feels to me&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you're away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up 'til now, I still do not know if Bjorn &amp; Natasha are going tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;To bowling, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I called Bjorn just now.&lt;br /&gt;Hrmmmms.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Gene is going, though..&lt;br /&gt;talking to him now...&lt;br /&gt;he is LAME(:&lt;br /&gt;On friendster, his profile said that he was a "small little kid"&lt;br /&gt;which is not true(:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, these few days very very very.. uhhhh, what?&lt;br /&gt;emotional. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Keep wanting to cry.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. nevermind. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked to my DARlings + Vanessa last night(:&lt;br /&gt;very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i gotta go now.. haiz. LOL. byebye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-8262812600706308517?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/8262812600706308517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=8262812600706308517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/8262812600706308517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/8262812600706308517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/03/sky-has-lost-its-colour-sun-has-turned.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-657332934245147762</id><published>2007-02-28T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T19:04:56.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these are the words to my heartbreak lullaby;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawrrrrrr. i'm sneeeeeaking(:&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S NO SCHOOL TOMORROWWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh heh :D&lt;br /&gt;okay, i soooooo need to go to BORDERS!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i can't wait for my Private book! *screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much has happened this past week and if i wrote it all down, phew! no freakin' way(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;my brother so CONVENIENTLY DELETED GENE'S EMAIL! I CAN'T ADDDDD!&lt;br /&gt;Oh jeeeesh!&lt;br /&gt;haizhaizhaiz):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm being real random.&lt;br /&gt;whaddaya expect? SNEAKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGS AT THE TOP OF VOICE: 9 STRIKES ON SUNDAY! 9 STRIKES ON SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am totally enjoying IT GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;I lovelovelove callieandeasy! heehee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more another time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-657332934245147762?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/657332934245147762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=657332934245147762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/657332934245147762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/657332934245147762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/these-are-words-to-my-heartbreak.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-2027090977963592224</id><published>2007-02-24T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T17:28:07.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But then, you probably already knew &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the. these few days... i feel a bit. high. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. i can't believe i found him so fast. i think toot &amp; nan knows who. it's like, i was moaning about the lack of well, something(: then she was all like, "when the time is right, you wil meet him." THEN ... WALAO! BAM! ah ha ha(: so funny! &amp;amp; nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, i went and read this sadistic love story. which is really retarded; i went and asked clement to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just spreading the lame. see how bored i am???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-2027090977963592224?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2027090977963592224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=2027090977963592224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/2027090977963592224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/2027090977963592224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-8640696382327380478</id><published>2007-02-24T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T17:16:34.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>postingspreee!&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day, friday, i saw ang.&lt;br /&gt;which is funny&lt;br /&gt;cause he wasn't supposed to come.&lt;br /&gt;jedi told me on wed.&lt;br /&gt;and the board said so too.&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thiss so random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-8640696382327380478?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/8640696382327380478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=8640696382327380478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/8640696382327380478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/8640696382327380478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/postingspreee-wheeeee-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-5515194025913130058</id><published>2007-02-24T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T17:14:08.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like,&lt;br /&gt;Where we are,&lt;br /&gt;When we drive,&lt;br /&gt;In your car.&lt;br /&gt;I like,&lt;br /&gt;Where we are;&lt;br /&gt;Here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause our lips,&lt;br /&gt;Can touch,&lt;br /&gt;And our cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;Can brush.&lt;br /&gt;Our lips,&lt;br /&gt;Can touch;&lt;br /&gt;Here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you are the one, the one that lies close to me.&lt;br /&gt;Whispers "Hello, I've missed you quite terribly."&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love, in love with you suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;That there's no place else I could be but here in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my. so nice right! ah ha ha(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-5515194025913130058?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5515194025913130058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=5515194025913130058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/5515194025913130058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/5515194025913130058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-like-where-we-are-when-we-drive-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-4374097026213817517</id><published>2007-02-24T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T16:48:09.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i should've never set you free;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OH MY GOSH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I JUST ALMOST WENT TO HIS BLOG &amp; TAG HIM TO TELL HIM I DREAMT ABOUT HIM LAST NIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH HA HA HA HA HA(:&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna &lt;em&gt;laugh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a weird dream. It was like Return To The Weird World Where Monsters That Are Invisible To Humans Eat Humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explain: i had a dream like this before. &amp; this time, i knew i had returned to that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this is BEFORE all the eating up parts. then he was on the sofa behind me &amp; i turned to him &amp;amp; poked him and said, "eh. you never update your (blog name) blog one lahhhh! &amp; never go friendster also!" then he was like smiling back and aying he lazy &amp;amp; what-not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing: the face is not him lehhhs. Hrmms. ??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; went to tag him &amp; say "you know i dream about you last night?" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-4374097026213817517?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/4374097026213817517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=4374097026213817517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/4374097026213817517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/4374097026213817517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-shouldve-never-set-you-free-oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-1291213841475194199</id><published>2007-02-24T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T16:31:36.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we can't keep living the same way;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooh, BABY! i think i'm delirious. wheeeee! (:&lt;br /&gt;actually half-half lahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling tomorrow CHANGE TIMING. &amp; I DO NOT KNOW WHY! my mom &amp;amp; dad luhh! =\ piiiissssedddd! CAN'T SEE BJORN&amp;NATASHA. eeyer, miss them. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST NIGHT, LAST NIGHT, LAST NIGHT! I LOVED LAST NIGHT! Talked to my xinan babey 'til 2+! YAY! TOOT hung up at 1:30 +  ): diondra couldn't talk): but I TALKED TO XIIIINANNNN! LOL! &amp; wanda too! but that's on SMS. oh and gino also 'cause his birthday. i love xinan lahhhhh! then it was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;about 5 minutes to 2, we wer talking about my track&amp;amp;field friends, acquaintances &amp; coaches. then xinan asked about wendelynn. then 'cause that day got literature then wen was beside me. then i thought xinan was talking to wen. then isaw in my mind, wen asking xinan, "yes?" then i didn't answer nan. then nan never answer "wen" lahh. then xinan suddenly say, "hello?" LOL! then i realised that i was half-asleep! LOL. it was damn funny! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then about 2:16, nan hung up in a hurry when we were talking about bjorn &amp;amp; natasha. 'cause talking about bowling. LOL. so i told her about the time i got 120 and WON BJORN! LOL. it was damn funny. then she go hang up sia. LOL. so mean lahhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yesterday we cooked the saaaaago. LOL. it was NICE(: at least i loved it(: beatrice was so crazy about it. heeheee. cute little beatrice. LOL. she was like scooping &amp; scooping lor. LOL. we have a FAN!&lt;br /&gt;jogging was also MADNESS. again beatrice (different from the cute one! LOL. joking about her not being cute. LOL) kept telling EVERYONE that WE had to run THREE rounds. frankly, it was DAMN FUNNY! LOL. we were damn tired. after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think and Ink was darndarn fun. Everyone except richson came. then i found out somethingggg. AHHHH! i'm not supposed to know! shhhhhhhhh. LOL. but i know(: then it was so funny! then we kept like gossiping &amp; "bitching". heeheee. at least THEY were. AH HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;'cause we met at macs &amp;amp; were horribly late. then kester was like running to macs and back UP. &amp; we all walked with him. oh so funny!&lt;br /&gt;we had to read our poems. i think i sucked, mannnn. LOL. i liked the orange poem &amp;amp; do you mind?! LOL. HEEEEHEEEEEHEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH! &amp; I FOUND MY FAVOUITE PAIR OF EARRINGS! YAY! HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. side-tracked! haha. WANDA SAID SHE HAS PRIVATE 3!!!! AHHHHHHHH! I want! *pouts* LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok lemme think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today' training.. mr seem broke some news... now we're sad):&lt;br /&gt;for ou events... HE'S CONSIDERING ME FOR JAVELIN! AHHHHH! But i'm competing with feli AGAIN. whyyyy?!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i think i got PB today. 20 metres? for discus? Maybe more i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;then mr seem said i was damn soft. &amp;amp; not aggressive enough. so i turned to feli and said grrr. then she went roar. then i said grrr. and she: roar. so on it went for like 6 times?! then jasmine looked over and said "ni men gan ma?" like, what are you guys doing?! LOL. then we laugh like siao lahhhh! AH HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH! &amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD LUCK JEDIDAHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;For the competition so called(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's damn fast now! so proud of her(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy my mom's friends are over! ah ha ha(: got ang bao again! so happy. then my mom chased me awayyyyyyy. mah-jongingggg.&lt;br /&gt;went cycling with my mom' friend. LOL. was damn fun. the route like quite long... hrmms. but i think the ride was over in 5 minues? LOL. i haven't ridden for darn long. heeheee &amp; suddenly my no hands thing... (how to explain?) I CAN DO! AH HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;then she asked me which of my mom's friends do i find cute! lol. choice: jiafa or dominic. then i say neithe. she told me usually people think dominic. LOL. which was wht my mom said like at the beginning. she pointed to him &amp; asked me to serve him JUST CAUSE HE'S "CUTE" . lol. but i prefer garrick. but all not ... hrmmms. too old lah. LOL(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh tired. sleep at 2:20+ then training at 8:30. walao. and i these few days yao suan bei tong-ing. 'cause like, training stop for CNY like 5 DAYS?! then the first day back at training, 2 ROUNDS WARM-UP &amp; heavy gym work sia. walao. pain mann pain. SOME MORE, we did dbell flies &amp;amp; OVERHEAD LUNGES. then the db flies is 4KG LAHHH! then the overhead lunges is 10KG. walao. then arm &amp; leg pain lo. ah ha ha. not only me lor. EVERYONE. then today 2 rounds again. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored bored bored. i shall go publish this. i'm talking to TOOT's ahem. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-1291213841475194199?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1291213841475194199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=1291213841475194199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/1291213841475194199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/1291213841475194199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/we-cant-keep-living-same-way-oooooh.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-437825685990798313</id><published>2007-02-20T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T14:26:58.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>falling all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading The It Girl.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE JENNY.&lt;br /&gt;oh damn! (:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVELOVELOVE CALLIE!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Easy! he sound HOT! (:&lt;br /&gt;actually so does brandon &amp;amp; eric dalton.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah! I just know that i want callie to have a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;preferably with easy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I HATE JENNY SO DARN MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;WHO HAS THE 2nd &amp; 3rd BOOKS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babyl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-437825685990798313?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/437825685990798313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=437825685990798313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/437825685990798313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/437825685990798313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/falling-all-over-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-5321226854753280238</id><published>2007-02-20T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T13:47:54.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;I know I’m selfish I’m unkind;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm BA-ACK!&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of y'all who SMSed me while I was in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo incredibly sorry that I didn't reply or even did not tell you I was going away.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;BUT HAPPY NEW YEAR to y'all too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. KL was more fun this year(:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we arrived like late at night. We went off to the hotel &amp; just... slept.&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, all went to the hotel's restaurant to have breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;OH SHOOT. I can't remember!&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;I shall say what I remember...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; THAT IS...&lt;br /&gt;I AM RICH! MUA HA HA HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;We played blackjack so many times. &amp; WHOA! moneymoneymoney! :D&lt;br /&gt;We also bowled ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I didn't do so well. Once in a while striked/spared.&lt;br /&gt;Seng Wei was damn pro luhh!&lt;br /&gt;We caught GhostRider.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was... okay.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin said that she almost fell asleep.    !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lemme think...&lt;br /&gt;Lots of MP3 swapping. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Basically this year, we didn't go to the theme park. awwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;we ate lots of macs &amp;amp; sushi. eh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, before we left, went to Rosyth.&lt;br /&gt;TAN SEE YIN SUSU IS BACK! whoa... (:&lt;br /&gt;then we just basically walked around and talked alot. hahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;i saw kester lor... walao eh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, me, toot, dion &amp; nan went to j8. LOVE THOSE GIRLS(:&lt;br /&gt;neoprints. that is a duh.&lt;br /&gt;then someone was there too.......&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;then someone else veryyyy shyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i left much earlier than them. airport, yo? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i heard that alot went dowwwwn. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took picturesssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/RdqIGZCE11I/AAAAAAAAAAM/weKG7qD1szw/s1600-h/nan,+me,+susu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/RdqIGZCE11I/AAAAAAAAAAM/weKG7qD1szw/s200/nan,+me,+susu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033485176920135506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XINAN, ME, SUSU. is that WENG FONG?! (in the backfround) tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/RdqI05CE12I/AAAAAAAAAAU/hLHy71Prq1E/s1600-h/xh,+me.+taken+by+sw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/RdqI05CE12I/AAAAAAAAAAU/hLHy71Prq1E/s200/xh,+me.+taken+by+sw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033485975784052578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xin hui &amp; me. taken by seng wei. in our hotel lobby on the last day.&lt;br /&gt;If i hadn't looked up, i wouldn't have known &amp;amp; managed to pose! ah ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;he go &amp; change my wallpaper to this! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/RdqJn5CE14I/AAAAAAAAAAk/svZqNZrj4o8/s1600-h/sw,+linus,+xh,+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/RdqJn5CE14I/AAAAAAAAAAk/svZqNZrj4o8/s200/sw,+linus,+xh,+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033486851957380994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OON seng wei, linus OON, OON xin hui, OON yi teng.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/RdqJ4JCE15I/AAAAAAAAAAs/CaV0DMoyhow/s1600-h/oons%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/RdqJ4JCE15I/AAAAAAAAAAs/CaV0DMoyhow/s200/oons%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033487131130255250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OONs! SO MANY OF THEM! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;top row from left: seng wei, poh choo, seng wei's mom, peng lam, peng lim,&lt;br /&gt;ah ma, peng heng, my mom.&lt;br /&gt;bottom row from left: linus, me, xin hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/RdqKa5CE16I/AAAAAAAAAA0/18AzX1bp76k/s1600-h/linus,+xh,+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/RdqKa5CE16I/AAAAAAAAAA0/18AzX1bp76k/s200/linus,+xh,+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033487728130709410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linus, xh, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the pictures. LOL. like very little hor? HAHAHAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;Actually got more. but i took these from xin hui's friendster. So.. yeahh. LOL(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's great to be back..&lt;br /&gt;i think?&lt;br /&gt;sighhh. good things &amp; bad things.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;i miss jimmy, bjorn &amp;amp; nut! LOL(:&lt;br /&gt;don't know why i just said that!&lt;br /&gt;maybe cause i was thinking of bowlingggg(:&lt;br /&gt;i gtg liaos. ciao! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't want to be anything other than what i've been trying to be lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-5321226854753280238?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5321226854753280238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=5321226854753280238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/5321226854753280238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/5321226854753280238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-know-im-selfish-im-unkind-im-ba-ack.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XxrX8rBQi8E/RdqIGZCE11I/AAAAAAAAAAM/weKG7qD1szw/s72-c/nan,+me,+susu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30510630.post-1151663838701817944</id><published>2007-02-15T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:00:24.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M JUST GONNA SAY HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm gonna say byebye!&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying off tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;heeheee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is it too late?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-1151663838701817944?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1151663838701817944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=1151663838701817944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/1151663838701817944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/1151663838701817944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-just-gonna-say-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-3834327499463943311</id><published>2007-02-11T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T20:49:48.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's changed.</title><content type='html'>i wanna take a lifetime to memorise your face;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hold you closer, kiss you longer;&lt;br /&gt;wanna hear your heartbeat - stronger &amp; stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a loooooong time since i've talked to diondra &amp;amp; xi nan. sad right? I AGREE. LOL. I miss them. kinda. LOL. i talked to TOOT last night. &amp; for once, i was the one who had to hang up. usually it's her. LOL. feel so good, talking to her again. after like, so long. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see each other on Friday. I hope. I'm flying off again. on friday. Oh help.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Jimmy says not to use the house balls. but dad says not to bring our own 'cause "show off" but jimmy said house balls will "spoil" our hands. hrmmmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much has changed; I feel like i've changed. i think i really have. so much is happening right now. i can't even believe it. i don't feel the same. that feels strange &amp; weird. yes, it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new friends, new (dare i say it?) guys. LOL. new "enemies".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so emo(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, wrong face. but whatevs. you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;table tennis is officially over. &amp;amp; i felt like crap during the last lesson. felt real... i don't know. but something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowlinggggg. well, i love it(: i like jimmy! yay yay yay! i can't believe he is not angry with me for all the tantrums i've been throwing. i'm a bad little girl. i guess he is, lahh. angry with me, i mean. but nothing i can do now, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i gotta go. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-3834327499463943311?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3834327499463943311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=3834327499463943311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/3834327499463943311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/3834327499463943311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/somethings-changed.html' title='Something&apos;s changed.'/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-610645591143980421</id><published>2007-02-11T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T20:45:09.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stay with me tonight;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i've gotta rush this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling today(:&lt;br /&gt;BUT Bjorn &amp; Natasha NOT THERE! ):&lt;br /&gt;okayyyy, major sadness. LOL! but gene came early! LOL. he's fun!&lt;br /&gt;got about 3 strikes today?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; got majorly pissed off. again. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT THAT I CHANGED THE SKIN!&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;Rawr! so not like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is kinda crap. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-610645591143980421?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/610645591143980421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=610645591143980421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/610645591143980421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/610645591143980421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/stay-with-me-tonight-okay-ive-gotta.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-117108746501864835</id><published>2007-02-10T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T14:04:25.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp; when i look around, you are all i see;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night... phew! i had the most bizarre dream. okay, maybe not the most. but it was bizarre! i don't even know who the guy was. LOL. &amp; usually i do know. maybe it's a combination of... ah ha ha(: i shan't say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, lately, i've been feeling kind of emo. as in emotional? LOL. very emo. rawr. MR SEEM is NOT making me feel better! Sick lahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today got training &amp;amp; he actually threatened me! I mean. please lah! to stoop so low as to use her to make me work harder? uh-uh. it ain't gonna work. it'll just make me lose focus. i had to go &amp; think about it lahh. i mean the bowling session. about how jimmy told me to focus. just focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOCUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i'm just all out of... sorts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; bea says i'm thinking too much; to which i agree. but.. i just... sighhhhh. how could i not take it that way? you tell me. rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-117108746501864835?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/117108746501864835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=117108746501864835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117108746501864835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117108746501864835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-which-i-agree.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-117059223201807773</id><published>2007-02-04T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:30:32.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROSWELL ROCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't you agree&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;was so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;JASON BEHR&lt;/span&gt; IS LIKE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;SUPERRRRR-DUPERRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FLAMING SMOKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yes, he is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop with the self-denial, people!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;would&lt;/strong&gt; upload his picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but blogger just won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he was so hot that blogger won't share!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*pouts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-117059223201807773?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/117059223201807773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=117059223201807773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117059223201807773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117059223201807773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/roswell-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-117059191176143624</id><published>2007-02-04T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:25:12.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the smell of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! i'm online... AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; I ADORE THE GUY ON MY GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;HE IS JUST TOOOOOO HOT! (:&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;my dream guy, he is.&lt;br /&gt;well, not really(:&lt;br /&gt;*smiles secretively etc...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo!&lt;br /&gt;i loovveeeee the nicholas teo songggg 'cause it is jsut so simply TO DIE FOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;table tennis is stopping sooon.&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh, awwww so sad &amp; all aside, i'm really gonnna missss the coachie(: he's real nice! &amp;amp; too kind! TOO KIND! TOOOO KIND, I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ah la la la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know what i'm gonna do for my birthdayyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;i wish it would hurry up &amp; COMMEEEEE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY YAY!&lt;br /&gt;SO EXCITED.&lt;br /&gt;hrmmmmmms.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; should i celebrate?&lt;br /&gt;or should i just...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;earlier today, i was like thinking i'm sure my birthday won't go well..&lt;br /&gt;seeing as DIONDRA (who's supposedly my best friend) FORGOT it. So, yeahhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll just stay home &amp; WALLOW in my self-pity(:&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhooooooo, now, i shall not wallow. now, i shall reply my tan see yin susu on my taggie boardie!&lt;br /&gt;OH THE NERVE OF HER TO CALL ME...&lt;br /&gt;what did she call me?&lt;br /&gt;* goes &amp; checks *&lt;br /&gt;LISA TUTU OONIE.&lt;br /&gt;THE NERVE!&lt;br /&gt;but i think it's sweet(:&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL ALWAYS KNOW HER AS TAN SEE YIN SUSU!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH, yesss(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; maybe you just never knew me at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-117059191176143624?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/117059191176143624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=117059191176143624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117059191176143624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117059191176143624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/smell-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-117058655215664521</id><published>2007-02-04T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T18:55:52.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to hold you tight in my arms- it's a feeling like no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, right. A real post. Although... WHAT's a REAL post? Hrmmms... A post about my day? A post about... hrmmms. WHAT?! &amp; okay, fine, i'm rambling... BUT isn't a blog SUPPOSED to be for rambling?! ehhhhh.. LOL. maybe a REAL post would have humour.. sadness.. mystery.. romance.. action! yeahhhhhhh... okay, i really gotta start, mannn. LOL. (but don't expect my post to have all those stuffs 'cause my days are rather mundane.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's bowling was damndamndamndamn FUN luhhh! AS ALWAYS LOR! with Bjorn &amp; Natasha!!!! AH HA HA HA! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love them so much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are really... well, very.. nice. AH HA HA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they also care about me alot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN TELL! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, firstly, when got there, me &amp;amp; linus were late. but bjorn &amp; natasha weren't there yet. as usual. LOL. then, we got started.&lt;br /&gt;then they arrived. like, &lt;strong&gt;MUCH&lt;/strong&gt; earlier then usual.&lt;br /&gt;then we all bowl bowl bowl&lt;br /&gt;while bjorn talk talk talk&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; while linus is being irritating irritating irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; natasha would be allllll curious &amp;amp; stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;like, asking about BLINGS &amp; SHADES.&lt;br /&gt;sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then we did this competition..&lt;br /&gt;only, me &amp;amp; bjorn didn't know it was a comp.&lt;br /&gt;then we lost.&lt;br /&gt;then linus kept calling us losers.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i've been really emotional these few days.&lt;br /&gt;then he kept...&lt;br /&gt;well, knocking over 9 pins.&lt;br /&gt;all in the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i SUCK at sparing those.&lt;br /&gt;then i just lost it.&lt;br /&gt;'cause i can't spare those, they're called "longkang"&lt;br /&gt;then i was damn depressed &amp; sat on the floor not talking.&lt;br /&gt;then jimmy said everyone gets two turns.&lt;br /&gt;even after that, my focus was just.. not there.&lt;br /&gt;then jimmy noticed so he pulled me aside &amp;amp; talked to me saying that i should be mentally focused. then i REALLY lost it.&lt;br /&gt;then linus came over, and was irritating again.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you: something inside me broke la!&lt;br /&gt;i just started crying.&lt;br /&gt;then jimmy let me go.&lt;br /&gt;then i ran off to calm myself down.&lt;br /&gt;then i came out like after 5 seconds?&lt;br /&gt;'cause i think i had no more tears.&lt;br /&gt;after crying on saturday after training?&lt;br /&gt;then i just kept quiet and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FOCUSED REAL HARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; walao eh, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STRIKES &amp;amp; SPARES LA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that i bowl best&lt;em&gt; after&lt;/em&gt; crying.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then we had a comp.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i won la!&lt;br /&gt;even though all of us didn't hit 100.&lt;br /&gt;i got 97.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;the last ball was just pure pressure.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;then the second comp didn't go so well.&lt;br /&gt;then stopped halfway.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;too bad lor.&lt;br /&gt;then that's really all.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;that's what i meant when i said i think i freaked bjorn &amp;amp; nat. out.&lt;br /&gt;my crying i mean.&lt;br /&gt;but they were so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;before i cried, bjorn was like, are you ok? why are you so sad? is it cause of me?&lt;br /&gt;SO SWEET LA!&lt;br /&gt;then after i cried BOTH of them were so... sweet.&lt;br /&gt;bjorn still thought it was cause of him.&lt;br /&gt;but no(:&lt;br /&gt;they are seriously &lt;em&gt;too lovely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-117058655215664521?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/117058655215664521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=117058655215664521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117058655215664521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117058655215664521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-hold-you-tight-in-my-arms-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-117058461417800498</id><published>2007-02-04T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T18:26:22.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nobody 'til you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;so so so so so bad.&lt;br /&gt;i bathed in my clothes again yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;a sure sign of DEPRESSION.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's kinda fun :D&lt;br /&gt;i think i freaked Bjorn &amp; Natasha out today.&lt;br /&gt;YIKES!&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't mean to.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's PMS or whatever 'cause yesterday was the same.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry to make everyone worry about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jedidah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bjorn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Natasha&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If the rest of you don't see your names up here, it's cause Y'ALL CAUSED MY MISERY YOU IDIOT S***-HEADS!&lt;br /&gt;okay, i really need to calm downnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;sighhhh,&lt;br /&gt;really depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've been studying.&lt;br /&gt;yeahh yeahh, horrors!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but i talked to ms cheang about streaming.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; now i realise that i have have HAVE to buck up on my humanities.&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY SINCE I'D DO BETTER IN TRIP. SCI. then in double..&lt;br /&gt;sighhhh lahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depresseddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;deeeeeepresssedddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY SPORTS' DAY COMING AH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;CIP CIP CIP!&lt;br /&gt;HERE I (&amp;amp; the rest of the CAT) COME! heeeeheeeeeeheeeeeee(:&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, can keep my mind off stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;ALL I GOTTA DO IS FOCUS.&lt;br /&gt;hope he won't be judging again, mannnnn.&lt;br /&gt;when he's around, i don't do so good.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;is a proven fact!&lt;br /&gt;JAVELIN CRAZAYE(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-117058461417800498?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/117058461417800498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=117058461417800498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117058461417800498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117058461417800498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/nobody-til-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-117048328927514911</id><published>2007-02-03T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:14:49.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>只因为你我情不自禁；&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼睛，&lt;br /&gt;心里想了想，还是你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days... been real tired.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;that day, i got about 9  and a half hours of sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; in the morning, i still felt like i could collapse.&lt;br /&gt;OH GOSH LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days reading alot.&lt;br /&gt;AH HA HA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the guy in 'My Girl' is extremely HOT!&lt;br /&gt;lalalaaaaa(:&lt;br /&gt;seeing him, something inside me just... melts.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas, so corny.. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;but so true!&lt;br /&gt;oh goshhh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later have table tennis.&lt;br /&gt;yes, table tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we'll meet lester who knows gino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, had think 'n' ink &amp;amp; met kestor who doesn't know bjorn but same age, same school. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i gonna meet anyone who knows natasha? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, have BOW-LINGGGG! (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, YES!&lt;br /&gt;AH HA HA(:&lt;br /&gt;hope that natasha &amp; bjorn are there.&lt;br /&gt;miiiiiiiss them!&lt;br /&gt;ah ha ha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i need to study for test.&lt;br /&gt;i do not want to study, mannnnn.&lt;br /&gt;so sickening):&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what will you do when it all falls apart?"&lt;br /&gt;i ask myself that every day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-117048328927514911?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/117048328927514911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=117048328927514911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117048328927514911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117048328927514911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-117048217757634175</id><published>2007-02-03T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T13:56:17.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my post are becoming crap. ahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;i shall go link nikki &amp;amp; merilyn nowww! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-117048217757634175?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/117048217757634175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=117048217757634175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117048217757634175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117048217757634175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-post-are-becoming-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-117048195364373007</id><published>2007-02-03T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T13:52:33.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh great.&lt;br /&gt;cavell is here again...&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-117048195364373007?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/117048195364373007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=117048195364373007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117048195364373007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117048195364373007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-117048164872707479</id><published>2007-02-03T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T13:47:28.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's like you see the sadness in my eyes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so horrible today.&lt;br /&gt;don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;damn emotional.&lt;br /&gt;like everything is going wrong...&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;training.&lt;br /&gt;warm-up: 1 round.&lt;br /&gt;'cause MR SEEM was HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;ah ha ha(:&lt;br /&gt;collect logbook today.&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY I REMEMBERED TO BRING AH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;then i did discus again (very longgg never do liaos..)&lt;br /&gt;'cause the v-ballers were there then they did javelin.&lt;br /&gt;so not enough):&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we did rotation!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ah ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;ok, i sucked when we did with discus&lt;br /&gt;BUT when we try with hula hoop, mr seem say i do very good!&lt;br /&gt;that's gotta account for something right?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then abit pissed at some people la.&lt;br /&gt;especially her.&lt;br /&gt;today especially piss-worthy.&lt;br /&gt;*puke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am at the computer feeling emo. sighhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-117048164872707479?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/117048164872707479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=117048164872707479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117048164872707479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117048164872707479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-like-you-see-sadness-in-my-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-117030130848477983</id><published>2007-02-01T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T11:41:48.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>each &amp; every single day, i know i'm gonna have to eventually give you away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;In chinese now, &amp; we're like, doing a quiz?!&lt;br /&gt;online?!&lt;br /&gt;and like, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;THEY LET US TRY &amp;amp; TRY &amp; TRY.&lt;br /&gt;so funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;then we keep changing answers!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;It's so funny!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ah ha ha ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall get back to it now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. dad says i have PANDA EYES.. do i?! everyone always said that I NEVER get panda eyes... ): but these few days.. very tired.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. I HAVE BEEN WATCHING MY GIRL. OK, fine, 1st episode only. but it ROCKS! i like the guy! so handsome la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-117030130848477983?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/117030130848477983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=117030130848477983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117030130848477983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117030130848477983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/02/each-try-try.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-117016507069198246</id><published>2007-01-30T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:51:11.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if only you knew...&lt;br /&gt;but wait- maybe i don't want you to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i... love you. i just-"&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-117016507069198246?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/117016507069198246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=117016507069198246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117016507069198246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117016507069198246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/if-only-you-knew.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-117016303061398240</id><published>2007-01-30T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:17:10.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the lips of an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OW OW OW!!!&lt;br /&gt;My knee hurts like crazayeeee! ): i don't KNOW what's wrong lah.. bl**dy):&lt;br /&gt;it's like, i came home at 6:45, watched let it shine, then at 8, it just... hurt. alot. oh darn. i'm really really scared. rawr. i CANNOT injure myself. not NOW!!! ): oh gosh, i'm gonna break dowwnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;today met our new sec1s... Yan Qing, Cassandra, Zhi Xuan, Eugenia &amp; Hannan(?).&lt;br /&gt;they are CUTE! (:&lt;br /&gt;Me, jedi, bea &amp;amp; feli were partnering YAN QING. LOL. 'cause mr seem said 4 seniors to one sec1. so yahhhh. LOL. YAN QING is UNBELIEVABLY CUTEEEEEEE! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;then we did leg drills, then time to throw.&lt;br /&gt;then the sec1s let off early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREW JAVELIN! THREW JAVELIN! *hyperventilate* HAHAAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;I named one Natasha&amp; one Amarillo Del Bosque Verde (Yellow) LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then i kinda.. not very good at it.sort of like with the discus, LOTS of things to remember. oh sigh!&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY GOT WEN YI COACH ME! AH HA HA(:&lt;br /&gt;She's real great(:&lt;br /&gt;then rohini was like, your technique is very good but you need to be faster. haiz. i tried): but thanks, rohini(:&lt;br /&gt;then very fun lor!&lt;br /&gt;ah ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;oh ya oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;i went &amp;amp; asked mr seem if he knew clement. then he say NO lehhhs...&lt;br /&gt;then i was like... HUH?&lt;br /&gt;then i go ask him again after training.&lt;br /&gt;then he don't want to answer.&lt;br /&gt;then HE go and interrogate ME.&lt;br /&gt;like, how'd you know him?&lt;br /&gt;etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;then i just vaguely say-say lahh.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T POSSIBLY SAY MY BEST FRIEND'S ALMOST BOYFRIEND, CAN I?!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;oh jeez **** will kiiiiiill meee(:&lt;br /&gt;heh heh hehhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like telling him that clement says he doesn't know mr seems birthday.&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS HORRIBLY MEAN!&lt;br /&gt;then he say then you tell him lor.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then go home le lor.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today during jogging we had to run 3 rounds around the school which is a pure and total NIGHTMARE. i mean, UGH!&lt;br /&gt;that run made me so tired i almost fell asleep in tay's class. which is so not good! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's actually all. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;next week, we get to FINALLY use the GUITARS!&lt;br /&gt;oh, woots!&lt;br /&gt;LOL(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching The Arena.&lt;br /&gt;I do so love debates(:&lt;br /&gt;umm, i think the kuo chuan presbyterian guy, ronald is real cuuuuteeee.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll stop for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i thinking of you?&lt;br /&gt;ever since that day..........&lt;br /&gt;you're&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; off-limits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY we can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; be together..&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;gotta stop thinking about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-117016303061398240?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/117016303061398240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=117016303061398240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117016303061398240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/117016303061398240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/lips-of-angel.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116998409759668215</id><published>2007-01-28T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T19:34:57.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can see it in your eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what you feel for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/90957/Picture%20001[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/200/56353/Picture%20001%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me egoistical;&lt;br /&gt;i know you like what you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/364019/Picture%20016[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/200/824866/Picture%20016%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you be the one to put a smile on my face once again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/275373/Picture%20013[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/200/14154/Picture%20013%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a pictureeeeee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/535394/Picture%20018[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/200/726848/Picture%20018%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a heart is crying,&lt;br /&gt;it sometimes feels like dying;&lt;br /&gt;teardrops fall like rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/457993/Picture%20003[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/200/679346/Picture%20003%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know you love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh yes, i think i look nice too!&lt;br /&gt;thankyou(:&lt;br /&gt;ah ha ha ha ha ha..&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm damn egoistical lahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;but it was real fun taking those pictures(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116998409759668215?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116998409759668215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116998409759668215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116998409759668215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116998409759668215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-can-see-it-in-your-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116998310197335951</id><published>2007-01-28T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T19:18:21.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; what i want;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; you know that you're the one who's gonna give it to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to i want it that way.. by the backstreet boys.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahas(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bowling just now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; OMG. i can't believe this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I BEAT BJORN &amp;amp; NATASHA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OH YAY!&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; them to bits, yes...&lt;br /&gt;but C'MON! they're like, so good at bowling?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the last minute, me &amp; bjorn were tied.. Like, 100? &lt;strong&gt;then i bowled a strike.. then a bloody spare!&lt;/strong&gt; oh whew! &amp;amp; then it was 120 to 100. then &lt;em&gt;poor bjorn&lt;/em&gt;, even i have to say that... he bowled both balls into the gutter. i feel for him, i really do. but i'm also real happy that i won him(: i'm sure he'd understand... &lt;em&gt;awww&lt;/em&gt;.... then natasha got like, 112. which is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;real good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.but i know for a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;FACT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that she could've done better. if i'm not wrong, spares are her specialty. but this time, the beginning, she missed alot. which is probably the only reason that she lost to me. &amp; probably my lucky streak too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gino wasn't there AGAIN. sighhhhh. that boy hor... wanted to ask him if he knew lester. but another time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to my grandmother's hosue.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i'm still here(:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i forgot that mr seem trained cat high too! this is just too cool. wah ha ha... shall go ask him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;so boredddddd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116998310197335951?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116998310197335951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116998310197335951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116998310197335951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116998310197335951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-know-what-i-want-then-it-was-120.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116995786947035664</id><published>2007-01-28T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T12:17:49.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>they say to keep your friends close...&lt;br /&gt;&amp; your enemies even closer.&lt;br /&gt;but what if you don't know which is which...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's&lt;/span&gt; a horrible thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not lie &amp; say that i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i don't. not really.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i've seen you all torn up.&lt;br /&gt;yet, you try to hide it all by smiling.&lt;br /&gt;you try to hide behind that hilarious facade.&lt;br /&gt;i can see right through it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i feel sorry.&lt;br /&gt;sorry ... for you.&lt;br /&gt;always, you've acted as if the world owed you a little something.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that you deserve everything that has been given to you &amp;amp; then some.&lt;br /&gt;but reality check: they're not.&lt;br /&gt;you've made your bed; so now, you gotta lie in it.&lt;br /&gt;you've made enemies, deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;how does it feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not lie &amp; say i'm happy seeing you like that.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not. i'm really not.&lt;br /&gt;you've become someone else entirely.&lt;br /&gt;someone who's kinda f-ed up right now.&lt;br /&gt;i don't blame you.&lt;br /&gt;i don't.&lt;br /&gt;even now, you try to alienate us from each other.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;i feel it all.&lt;br /&gt;you make me so sad sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;sad for you.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like what this has done to you.&lt;br /&gt;the proud girl i've once known...&lt;br /&gt;reduced to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; all i can say now is...&lt;br /&gt;well, i' m quite speechless.&lt;br /&gt;maybe a little "sorry"?&lt;br /&gt;but what have i done wrong?&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll just say, "you've gotta pull yourself together, girl."&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'll say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowling soon.&lt;br /&gt;ah ha ha(:&lt;br /&gt;so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days, there's someone who just irritates the hell outta me.&lt;br /&gt;gosh lah.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, "get a life"?&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wanna read gossip girl 9.&lt;br /&gt;wendelynn lent it to me.&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately...&lt;br /&gt;MiLi booknapped it.&lt;br /&gt;sighh.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now reading "private"&lt;br /&gt;it's this series that wanda lent me.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;very nice(:&lt;br /&gt;i'm on the second book...&lt;br /&gt;invitation only.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for untouchable!&lt;br /&gt;oh yay!&lt;br /&gt;*shivers in anticipation*&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was browsing through "forever in blue; the 4th summer of the sisterhood of the travelling pants."&lt;br /&gt;i have to lend it to genevieve.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's the last book.&lt;br /&gt;awwwwww...&lt;br /&gt;lena &amp; kostos are really infuriating but kinda.. romantic.&lt;br /&gt;haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i think in seven deadly sins, harper died.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i am so saddd... ):&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;she was my fave.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta do my home econs.&lt;br /&gt;aw, drat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116995786947035664?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116995786947035664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116995786947035664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116995786947035664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116995786947035664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/they-say-to-keep-your-friends-close.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116988444073732992</id><published>2007-01-27T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T15:54:00.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;blow you a kiss &amp; i'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't believe I almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I cut my fringe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/219468/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/200/235025/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so... this is what i look like now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahaha(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm blowing you a kiss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*muacks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you know you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116988444073732992?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116988444073732992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116988444073732992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116988444073732992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116988444073732992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/blow-you-kiss-im-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116988183965675094</id><published>2007-01-27T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T15:10:39.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>say that you love me &amp; i'll be here forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;say it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao eh.&lt;br /&gt;i still can't believe 2A got CHAN.&lt;br /&gt;EXTREME UNFAIRNESS!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna&lt;br /&gt;i wanna&lt;br /&gt;i wanna meet the star of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; soon.&lt;br /&gt;'cause if not, i'd just...&lt;br /&gt;be sad.&lt;br /&gt;ah ha.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, at least i'd see him in my dreams, no?&lt;br /&gt;heeheee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh, &amp;amp; I AM SO NOT BOY-CRAZY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH ha!&lt;br /&gt;maybe a little.&lt;br /&gt;but HEY!&lt;br /&gt;only one ok!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116988183965675094?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116988183965675094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116988183965675094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116988183965675094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116988183965675094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/say-that-you-love-me-i-am-so-not-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116988093384274667</id><published>2007-01-27T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T14:55:33.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are you aware of what you make me feel baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the previous post was written (or typed) on the 24th i think...&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;forgot to write thattt.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;so bored.&lt;br /&gt;shall just post &amp; post &amp;amp; post cause i'm boreddd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116988093384274667?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116988093384274667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116988093384274667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116988093384274667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116988093384274667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/are-you-aware-of-what-you-make-me-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116988074314605588</id><published>2007-01-27T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T14:52:23.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>touch - like an angel; like velvet to my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me just say: i so love the javelin&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;we threw it on saturday&lt;br /&gt;AND ON TUESDAY TOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;also, these few days, mr seem very good mood.&lt;br /&gt;ah ha ha(:&lt;br /&gt;so happy(:&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday, the javelins that we threw were the smaller ones...&lt;br /&gt;i named mine &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bjorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then samya's "lun" was like, attracted to my "bjorn"&lt;br /&gt;it was damn funny!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116988074314605588?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116988074314605588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116988074314605588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116988074314605588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116988074314605588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/touch-like-angel-like-velvet-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116988051796272564</id><published>2007-01-27T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T14:48:37.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hope dangles on  string; like slow spinning redemption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh. i'm slowwwwwwly going CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;ah haaaaaa(:&lt;br /&gt;i lovelovelovelovelovelove what exactly?&lt;br /&gt;i forget!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116988051796272564?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116988051796272564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116988051796272564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116988051796272564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116988051796272564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/hope-dangles-on-string-like-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116988000917844230</id><published>2007-01-27T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T14:40:09.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>truth is beautiful, without doubt; but so are lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished bathing after lunch after coming back from training. oh haiz. today had to run 2 rounds 'CAUSE OF THAT STUPID FELICIA! oh my god lah! SHE WAS LATE! *horrified* AH HA HA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao eh, but she had to run 3 rounds... so, i'd say she made up for it quite nicely. yes, i know i'm mean. BUT I DON'T CARE! rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mr seem &amp; ms wong decided that we had to run 3 rounds during jogging period. sigh. oh well, at least we don't have tojog with our classes. which is bad of me, i know.. to feel happy, i mean... ok, shal quit while i'm behind. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did the sleigh today. y'know? the one santa claus rides in? AH HA HA(: "in a one-horse open sleigh.. HEY! jingle bells... so on and so forth." 40kg piled on. oh phew! my shouder joint kinda hurts): oh well. then we took off our shoes shoes shoes! HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jedidah had competition today. or should i say has. 'cause like, i'm sure she's running now. ALL THE BEST, JEDI(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we threw softballs &amp; medicine balls. LOL. then cool down. like so uneventful hor? AH HAAAAAAAA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW GOT BOWLINGGGG! BOWLINGGG!&lt;br /&gt;i hope natasha &amp; bjorn goes, mannnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;AH HA HA(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116988000917844230?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116988000917844230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116988000917844230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116988000917844230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116988000917844230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/truth-is-beautiful-without-doubt-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116937165006844796</id><published>2007-01-21T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T17:27:30.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;what if, oh what if i told you that i &lt;/em&gt;loveloveloveloveLOVE&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116937165006844796?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116937165006844796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116937165006844796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116937165006844796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116937165006844796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-if-oh-what-if-i-told-you-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116937150923898974</id><published>2007-01-21T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T17:25:09.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We gotta understand that it's time to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to yesterday, it will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Have to admit that I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm staring at his friendster.&lt;br /&gt;He is beyond gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already invited Bjorn &amp; Natasha to join Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if they're home yet...&lt;br /&gt;ZzZ...&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days...&lt;br /&gt;very busy&lt;br /&gt;but very free.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;postpostpost...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116937150923898974?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116937150923898974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116937150923898974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116937150923898974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116937150923898974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-gotta-understand-that-its-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116937112645690058</id><published>2007-01-21T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T17:18:46.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know to live, you must give your life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i had to leave for table tennis.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; guess what!&lt;br /&gt;lester knows gino.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;both HCI what!&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;then lester was like, real funny.&lt;br /&gt;almost every word he said like... portrayed him as a... well, gay.&lt;br /&gt;ah ha ha(:&lt;br /&gt;then he keep denying.&lt;br /&gt;(but of course he ain't gay lah!)&lt;br /&gt;then he deny already, then call gabriel "baby"&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;he contradicted himself so badly!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;anyways, table tennis two more lessons, then byebyee):&lt;br /&gt;the coach is cuuuute.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but my coach is better!&lt;br /&gt;the one that teach at my/ linus/ lester/ gabriel/ chuan en/ a japanese girl's table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH HA HA! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116937112645690058?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116937112645690058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116937112645690058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116937112645690058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116937112645690058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-know-to-live-you-must-give-your-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116936949793262813</id><published>2007-01-21T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:51:38.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you bleed just to know you're alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOWLING!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BOWLING!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;BOWLINGGGG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;BOWLING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I LOVE THE VARELLAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No luhh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I loveee &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Natasha&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Bjorn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;'CAUSE THEY'RE SO&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; SWEET&lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;CUTE&lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FUNNY&lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NICENICENICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; VERY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;FUN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;TO BE WITH(:&lt;br /&gt;YESYESYES(:&lt;br /&gt;I can't say the same for Gino 'cause like, he never really talks to us. &amp; plus, he wasn't here todayyyy. awwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I STRIKED 7 TIMES! OH BL**DY HELL! YAY YAY YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&amp;amp; me and natasha beat linus and bjorn!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooooo!&lt;br /&gt;but bjorn still very &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;when like, i strike or spare or whichever lahh, he will clap for me. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SO SWEET RIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OHMYGOSH LAH! I LOVE HIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;He very &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;cutecute&lt;/span&gt; one!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(actually, the clapping is i started one! LOL. i go clap for him 'cause he striked. heh. then jimmy say that is good that we clap or opponent. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Natasha also very encouraging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;she will clap and high-five me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;so funnn! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&amp; she's a great partner! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;she very good lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;lucky got her on my side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first is like, i was the lousiest (?).&lt;br /&gt;then i beat my brotherrrrr! (:&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm being mean(:&lt;br /&gt;they very nice right! ah ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;their surname is like, varella and lee.&lt;br /&gt;so i don't know if it's lee varella or varella lee.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;nice right! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;VARELLA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that day when i throw the javelin, i named it varella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that name is so &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt; lah!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;When they see this, they're gonna think i'm a freak.&lt;br /&gt;then i got bjorn's handphone number and email.&lt;br /&gt;and natasha's email 'cause she don't have handphone.&lt;br /&gt;and their house number.&lt;br /&gt;they were real late today):&lt;br /&gt;then we waited so &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;longgggg&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then bjorn go bluff me say that natasha not comingggg.&lt;br /&gt;haiz(:&lt;br /&gt;then gino never come 'cause og something or other lahhhh. forget liaos.&lt;br /&gt;then bjorn was like, you so interested for what.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I only asked one simple question!!!!&lt;br /&gt;he is too suspicious!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;OH YAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna correct my previous posts about bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i posted his name as bion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is actually, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bjorn!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;sorryyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;then today, we bowl more than 2 hours!&lt;br /&gt;so bad lor the bowling people.&lt;br /&gt;they &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FORGET&lt;/span&gt; to off the lane.&lt;br /&gt;then in the end, they charge jimmy more lor.&lt;br /&gt;so idiot lah they all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. i go start new post. ah ha ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116936949793262813?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116936949793262813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116936949793262813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116936949793262813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116936949793262813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-bleed-just-to-know-youre-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116928021685651910</id><published>2007-01-20T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T16:03:37.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'd carve your name on my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit it: I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crushed&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sad when I see him... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt; only though(:&lt;br /&gt;I guess that means I'm getting better!&lt;br /&gt;AH HA HA! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GREAT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SUPER-DUPER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SIMPLE&lt;/span&gt; ADVICE FOR ONE &amp; ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; THAT IS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;GOOD THINGS COME TO THOSE WHO WAIT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(&amp; bug their coach alot!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE THREW THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;JAVELIN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;I mean like, AHHHHHHHHHHH! :D&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; it was like so totally unexpected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training started out like, totally normal if not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worse&lt;/span&gt; than the last two. 'cause like, the last two training, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;1 round warm-up.&lt;/span&gt; (Wendelynn was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; jealous *wink*) then today, he made this new "rule" : if got at least 2 people on MC, that group (like, sec 2, 3, or 4) will run &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXTRA.&lt;/span&gt; then he say &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;not only 3 rounds, also&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TIME TRIAL&lt;/span&gt;. Oh, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;UGH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i ran with SAMYA(: then when we were running the end of the 1st round, he changed it to 2 rounds. later, he told us that felicia &amp; abigail ran extra for their respective groups... LOL. felicia was like, walao! LOL. then it was 'cause they ran ahead of everyone &amp;amp; when mr seem changed his mind, they'd already gone by. So sad. LOL. sort of(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we did stretching &amp; mr seem made fun of me lahh! then they all laugh! i tell you ah: SO MEAN! LOL(: then he say i today very slowwww): then 'cause JEDIDAH got competition with the long distance people; BEATRICE was injured; YA LE was sick. So, only have me, samya &amp; felicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the water break, everyone was like, real sian &amp;amp; sitting down there. then it's like, alomost every training, we do the same thing... the sec 2s  minus ya le will do discus; ya le will do javelin with yan ling, wenyi &amp; sometimes priyanka; the sec3s (sometimes + priyanka) and the remaining sec4s will do discus also. then the volleyballers (who all only come on saturday) will do javelin. so we were like, listening for the sake of keeping him happy. then, the moment of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;TRUTH&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE SAID, "1, 2, 3 (*points of me, samya &amp; felicia).. JUST NICE! do &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;JAVELIN&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was drinking water. then it took like, a moment to sink in lah! i was thinking, "yah, ok. javelin." then samya was looking at me. then my brain screamed: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;JAVELIN, YOU IDIOT! HE SAID THROW JAVELIN!&lt;/span&gt; then i quickly turned to look at him. then i think my face was like.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;the picture of utter happiness &amp; bliss &amp;amp; yada-yada-yada.&lt;/span&gt; LOL. then he laugh &amp; say "wah, she so happy!" LOL. then everyone keep saying that i very happy. then rena go warn priyanka that when i see javelin, i very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HIIIIIGH&lt;/span&gt;(: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we go take the javelins &amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;threw threw threw&lt;/span&gt;! AHHHH! SO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;(: i got one &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; and one &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;. then we did warm-up, then i use the red one to warm-up. then i like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hugged&lt;/span&gt; it. then priyanka was like so freaked out! AH HA HA! (:  then we basically did warm-ups with yan ling, wenyi &amp; priyanka until mr seem took us under his wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ms wong came &amp;amp; i was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;grinning at her like an idiot&lt;/span&gt;. then she say "Lisa so happy!" LOL. even samya &amp; felicia say. then i try to stop. but then cannot lehhs. LOL. then just smile like bai chi lor. LOL(: then heard mr seem talking to ms wong behind me say (in chinese) what, "she already bug me very long want me teach her... test... "  something like that lah. *shrugs* i only know that i'm very happy(: then mr seem was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;extremely patient &lt;/span&gt;today. so nice! i hope every training he talk like so nice! (: like quite &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fatherly&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOVEE MY COACHIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then JEDIDAH came while we were keeping &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my dears&lt;/span&gt;. i mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my javelins&lt;/span&gt;. i mean&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the javelins&lt;/span&gt;(: then we threw the softball. OKOK. I so do not know why they call it the softball 'cause it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;AIN'T&lt;/span&gt; soft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Jedidah said that cedar won top 1, 2 &amp; 3! AH HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; for the individual women group she got in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behind zahrah(?) &amp; elsia(?)&lt;br /&gt;then mr seem was like, was st nicks there?&lt;br /&gt;sports school?&lt;br /&gt;raffles girls?&lt;br /&gt;nanyang?&lt;br /&gt;all no.&lt;br /&gt;then we all were like, cheyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but still very good.&lt;br /&gt;Jedidah said clap was there.&lt;br /&gt;CLAP = CHAN = CHAN BOON YEOW.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then she say he tell her she can be in school team.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH! jealous! LOL.  i wanna the jacket-ah! LOL. it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we just sat around 'til it was time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; on friday, think 'n' ink, there are more people! whoa! so crowded! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;me, wanda, merilyn, nakeeta (?), natania (?).&lt;br /&gt;kestor, theodore(teddy), rickson, john, chee kia &amp;amp; yi ming (for make-up lesson).&lt;br /&gt;ALOT RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then rickson was from drama club i think. not sure.&lt;br /&gt;like merilyn, teddy, kestor, nakeeta.&lt;br /&gt;aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;then merilyn told him everyone's names.&lt;br /&gt;then he ask me how old i was.&lt;br /&gt;then i say : me? this year 14.&lt;br /&gt;then he: what school?&lt;br /&gt;me: cedar girls.&lt;br /&gt;him: Ohhh, eh, why no action one?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what he meant! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;so... fun lahh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;he is from dunno what school.&lt;br /&gt;wanda&gt; scga&lt;br /&gt;merilyn&gt;tkss&lt;br /&gt;teddy&gt; dunno&lt;br /&gt;kestor&gt; RI&lt;br /&gt;yi ming&gt; RI&lt;br /&gt;chee kia &gt; bedok view&lt;br /&gt;nakeeta &gt; tkgs&lt;br /&gt;john&gt; bishan park sec&lt;br /&gt;natania&gt; st thresesa(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116928021685651910?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116928021685651910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116928021685651910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116928021685651910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116928021685651910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/id-carve-your-name-on-my-arm.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116891355748548946</id><published>2007-01-16T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T10:12:37.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's something in the way you look at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello(:&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the computer lab nowww! heh heh heh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night finally talk to toot they all.&lt;br /&gt;not really lah.&lt;br /&gt;evening more like.&lt;br /&gt;very short one.&lt;br /&gt;then later, me and dion talk at night.&lt;br /&gt;a while only. ah ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days quite happy lahh(:&lt;br /&gt;aftereffect of sunday's bowling?&lt;br /&gt;heeeeeee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday saw my didi's picture.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;he didn't really change much lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very funny: last night, i go appear offline. then saw toot &amp; dion online. so i go busy and nudge them then appear offline. then they talk to me, i damn scared my mom know. then dion ask me go online so she can send me "something" (is didi picture lahhh) then i go busy. then didi go talk to me. then i damn scared lahh! luckily, she didn't come in. phew! then got didi picture. then go OFFLINE. hahahahaha(: scary right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday didn't go montfort. ahhh, saddddd. my mom say the cute guys not there. no point. hahahahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dion says my mom is cute... -.-"' then i was like, Ooooh-kayyyy... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;'cause i ask how to say handsome guy. then she say what you know?!?!! she say: chao ji shuai ge.&lt;br /&gt;WALAO EH. LOL. Traumatized! my mom saying chao ji shuai ge?! AH HA HA HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didi say i look different with the sunglasses. wonder: he see me before mehhs? LOL! actually, yes. but he remember mehhs? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dion meeting someone today. she damn excited. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then she go ask me if i got go taekwondo.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;so sad right!&lt;br /&gt;AH HA HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;she got ulterior motive one!&lt;br /&gt;BUT now she abit guilty about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then TOOT was like, telling us stuffs(: hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then something happened to nan &amp;amp; dion.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116891355748548946?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116891355748548946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116891355748548946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116891355748548946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116891355748548946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/theres-something-in-way-you-look-at-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116884368635186520</id><published>2007-01-15T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T14:48:06.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how do you know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right things to say&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOWLING ON SUNDAY WAS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FUN FUN FUN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;NATASHA, BION, GINO, GENE &amp; GABRIEL&lt;/span&gt;(?)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not so much that Gabriel-what's-his-name guy.&lt;br /&gt;More Natasha &amp;amp; Bion.&lt;br /&gt;Those two are damn funny luhh! LOL(:&lt;br /&gt;They kept clapping for all of us after we bowl.&lt;br /&gt;Then they came and asked me how old I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I KNOW I'M SHORT!&lt;/span&gt; AH HA HA(:&lt;br /&gt;Then we talk alot...&lt;br /&gt;'Til Jimmy say us! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then we found out that their surname is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;VARELLA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;SO NICE RIGHT! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Natasha Varella&lt;br /&gt;Bion Varella&lt;br /&gt;Gino Varella&lt;br /&gt;NICE! HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;Natasha's birthday is 29th AUGUST.&lt;br /&gt;Bion's is 5th August.&lt;br /&gt;Gino's... I don't know lehhs. AH HA HA(:&lt;br /&gt;He keep bluffing. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;Then Gene came lahh!&lt;br /&gt;Then my brother go ask him how old he is.&lt;br /&gt;Then gene say guess.&lt;br /&gt;then my brother said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;80&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Then gene say (in chinese) "do i look that old?"&lt;br /&gt;then my brother said..&lt;br /&gt;yeahh, you guessed it!&lt;br /&gt;"yes"&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then gene say he's 18.&lt;br /&gt;But sort of don't believe lahh.&lt;br /&gt;Then my brother ask if gene or gino taller.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Gino lehhs.&lt;br /&gt;*shrug*&lt;br /&gt;Then we gotta go le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went Popular.&lt;br /&gt;Then go home(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; I DID MY HOMEWORK!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; MY CHINESE COMPOSITION IS SO &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;MUSHYYYY!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;*shyshy* LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i was flaunting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in front of JIA YING today. AH HA HA(: I've currently lent it to debbie(:&lt;br /&gt;CHAN is back. AH HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;He looks weird... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; WHAT ELSE, MANN!&lt;br /&gt;LOL(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH YEAHHH. My brother got WuShu auditions in Montfort today. THEN MY MOM SAYS THE GUYS IN WUSHU ALL DAMN HANDSOME ONE! AH HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad i've got tuition):&lt;br /&gt;then mom said that when tuition over maybe she fetch me overrr! AH HA!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days nothing one!!!! ): boooo):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;school's been fun, though. HAHAHAHAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see if will post later(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love y'all&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116884368635186520?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116884368635186520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116884368635186520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116884368635186520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116884368635186520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-do-you-know-all-right-things-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116869854327130442</id><published>2007-01-13T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:29:03.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it shows when we stand - hand in hand;&lt;br /&gt;make our dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH. Blogging so much! hahahaha. i know someone sure say me one! but i miss blogging. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Misss being onlineee!&lt;br /&gt;missymissymissy! heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT?!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day talk to the who lor. feel a bit better(:&lt;br /&gt;knowing how we both feel.&lt;br /&gt;sort of(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la la la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chan coming back to school, mannnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A NEW JACKET! AH, WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I LOVEEE MY NEW JACKET!&lt;br /&gt;AH HA HA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116869854327130442?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116869854327130442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116869854327130442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116869854327130442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116869854327130442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-shows-when-we-stand-hand-in-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116869793315670839</id><published>2007-01-13T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:18:53.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, you hold so tight, it &lt;em&gt;slips right through your hands&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; what's happening; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so lost &amp; confused&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;drifting apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;slow but surely; fast &amp; silently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like i don't know you; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;all of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;we don't talk; we don't get along; we don't &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;right when we need each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we're not there&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;secrets to be shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not all of us are told&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; know what's going on in &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;know what's going on in &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; know what's going on in&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;hers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, not anymore; we &lt;u&gt;don't&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116869793315670839?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116869793315670839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116869793315670839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116869793315670839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116869793315670839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/sometimes-you-hold-so-tight-it-slips.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116869745930010762</id><published>2007-01-13T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:10:59.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp; if that's not love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWILIGHT; NEW MOON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARRIORS; THE NEW PROPHECY; THE POWER OF THREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SISTERHOOD OF THE TRAVELLING PANTS 1;2;3;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSSIP GIRL 1;2;3;4;5;6;7;8;9;10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE IT GIRL; NOTORIOUS; RECKLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116869745930010762?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116869745930010762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116869745930010762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116869745930010762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116869745930010762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/reckless.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116869669945059971</id><published>2007-01-13T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T21:58:19.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gimme, gimme, gimme (a man after midnight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAHH! (:&lt;br /&gt;Feel so wild these days! heeheeee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. SO. SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAY XUEN'S BIRTHDAY TODAYYYY! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH HA HA! &amp; WE LIKE, WENT TO VIVO TO CELEBRATE! AH HA!!!! SO FUNNNNN! We went after training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came, sat around talking crap and anticipating the CELEBRATION (!). (I wore my FBTs to training! ah ha!) then WARM-UP. FTW lahhhh! MR SEEM BAD MOOD. then WARM-UP is 2KM +++++ Walao ehhhh! LOL. then very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then throw lahh! okok lahhh. then when warming up, saw Chan's car. HE'S BACK! AH HA! then we did weights lo. then we played around. &amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; it was all so fun until cannot 'tahan' LOL. we used the tennis court drying thing to DRY THE TRACK! ah ha! then the sec3s were playing with it. then mr seem ask us to spring clean the P.E. store and move the LOVELY JAVELINS! (: i love them so much! ah ha ha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we saw may xuen they all playing so we join in. so funnnn! (: then later, cos got induction so we go take the food! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! then we BATHE IN SCHOOL! me, felicia &amp; yale. samya didn't go; neither did jenn. bea&amp;jedi went to bea's house to bathe. idiottt lahhhh! ahahahahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were like sharing shampoo &amp; conditioner! then we came out. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sec4s also bateh there. except yan ling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then jedi say they (she bea and wui leng) meeting rena at serangoon. then we say we meet there also. but then found that is opposite direction. so harbourfront lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the sec4s very bad. they take may xuen and lom pang other people's car!!!!! then we walk to potong pasir MRT together. then they wated for us. then we arrived at harbourfront so much earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they all SAT ON THE FLOOR LAHH! LOL. then very pai sey. so i go look over the railing with felicia &amp; yale. then when the others came, we shout &amp;amp; shout. but they didn't hear. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we go to sushi tei and eat. we all eat so much. tell you ah: sure fat one! ha ha ha! then got cake cake cake! so niceeee! but me &amp; jedi had to leave early. boooo ): so we left together. then on the MRT we talk alot. ha ha. then keep looking at our reflection. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got off at kovan. she go til hougang. then i rush off to table tennis. we were late. but nevermind lahh. VERY FUN(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then come home lo. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao lah1 my broher got CCA auditions &amp; grading today. THEN THEY SAW WEI DONG LAH! SO ANGRY! My mom keep telling me he grow taller, now very shuai! dunno what lah! RAWR! heeheee(: then they say the MONTFORT guys very CUTE! walao eh. LOL. i didn't go both. sad right! ): LOL(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW BOWLING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. then this week got story telling course. the one that priyanka sa-bo'ed me to take. LOL. then is like, i very happy that i did lahh! so nice. &amp; feel  more confident.. &amp; something else(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then uhhhhhhh, lots of homework lahhhhhhhhhhh. but it'll be fine(: feeling so lazy nowwwwww. ):  (: hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see if can post later(: i wanna post ALOT ALOT ahhh! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116869669945059971?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116869669945059971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116869669945059971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116869669945059971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116869669945059971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/gimme-gimme-gimme-man-after-midnight.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116816193969767765</id><published>2007-01-07T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T17:30:18.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp; &lt;em&gt;everyone knows&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;we're&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;em&gt;perfect match&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So!&lt;br /&gt;BOWLING TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHO WAS THERE!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, YES! Oh, YES!&lt;br /&gt;AH HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LUCKYSTAR 1&lt;/em&gt; !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YAY! OH YAY! AH HA HA(:&lt;br /&gt;OkOk.&lt;br /&gt;Let's call him Gino.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I LOVE GINO(:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we'll call LUCKSTAR 2 Gene(:&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the two names are alike.&lt;br /&gt;AH HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;2nd January when we went bowling with TOOT &amp; bryan, saw "Gene". LOL. Very funn. then we recognised each other than i told TOOT. then he told his friend? brother? Then me, him &amp;amp; his bro/friend? keep staring. LOL. very funny. then he came over halfway &amp; snatch jimmy away. THAT'S OUR COACHIE(: He (gene) always wear that HUSH PUPPIES shirt. LOL. toot say he looks beng. LOL. but he pro de ok!&lt;br /&gt;Then today didn't expect "gino" to come lor. BUT HE DID. &amp;amp; then i was so distracted that i "long kang" alot. LOL. He also quite a bit. but he got more strike &amp; spare than me. OH BOO. then um, he used cologne. AH HA HA! very nice lor. then smell. *sniff sniff* LOL(: Anyways, fun lahh. LOL(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; last night, i dreamt of the sweet heart. LOL. get it? AH HA HA! then very na ge na ge ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to &lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt; last night. OKOK lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm sorry if i hurt you&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;em&gt;trust me&lt;/em&gt;, i &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; meant to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;i would never have thought in a million years that things would turn out this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i promise you&lt;/em&gt; though, that &lt;strong&gt;if i could do things over&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;it'll probaby all be different.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was always there; just never spoken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116816193969767765?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116816193969767765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116816193969767765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116816193969767765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116816193969767765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-never-spoken.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116806868106015437</id><published>2007-01-06T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T15:31:21.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thought you should know, i tried my best to let go of you; but i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RESOLUTIONS&lt;/span&gt;, anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I know it's a little late. I'm sorry.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Be more confident (i.e. PUBLIC SPEAKING which I am damn scared of -.- ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Improve my grades. My goal is the TRIPLE SCIENCE class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SCHOOL TEAM! SCHOOL TEAM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let go of him. LET GO! (this is gonna be so darn hard.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do my BEST for everything I'm gonna do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Make more friends. (actually, um, I mean be nicer. AH HA HA!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Improve my relationship with everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BE MORE TOLERANT. ('Cause I flare up easily. I have already decreased my flare-ups.. But they do still happen)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GOLD IN NAPFA AGAIN. My goal is &lt;em&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;3 CONSECUTIVE YEARS.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, too not expect too much of others in order to lessen my disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That's all I can think of at the top of my head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Right now, I'm slightly depressed. Hence, the number of posts(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just so you know, this feeling's taking control of me &amp;amp; i can't help it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116806868106015437?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116806868106015437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116806868106015437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116806868106015437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116806868106015437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/thought-you-should-know-i-tried-my_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116806786784022198</id><published>2007-01-06T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T15:17:47.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thought you should know, i tried my best to let go of you; 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but i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought you should know, i tried my best to let go of you; but i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought you should know, i tried my best to let go of you; but i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought you should know, i tried my best to let go of you; but i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought you should know, i tried my best to let go of you; but i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought you should know, i tried my best to let go of you; but i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so now you know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116806786784022198?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116806786784022198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116806786784022198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116806786784022198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116806786784022198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/thought-you-should-know-i-tried-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116806604606179005</id><published>2007-01-06T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T14:47:26.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shouldn't love you but I want to; I just can't turn away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I AM OH-SO-SAD(: Okay, I don't look sad(:&lt;br /&gt;THAT PRIYANKA! SHE'S MEAN! She come sa-boh me(: Nevermind lahh. I don't mind humiliating myself in front of like, the whole school ;) no lahhhh. The thing is, MR SEEM says that next week, he wants 2 C division girls to try javelin): THE COURSE IS NEXT WEEK! I CAN'T GO TRAINING! WHY IS MY LIFE SO UNFAIR?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Oh, rawr):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimme a sec while I fish out something(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd January 2007; Wednesday; First day of school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially in Secondary 2.&lt;br /&gt;More specifically, I'm in Secondary 2C.&lt;br /&gt;It definitely seems like it's gonna be tougher.&lt;br /&gt;Streaming year, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really feel like I'm ready for this coming year.&lt;br /&gt;Oh great, just what I need: A lack of confidence.&lt;br /&gt;But really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;Form: Ms Dorothy Cheang&lt;br /&gt;English: Ms Wan Yi Ling&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: Madam Goh Chiw Moy&lt;br /&gt;Maths: Mr Tay Yong Hwee&lt;br /&gt;Science: Ms Jaclyn Thang&lt;br /&gt;Geography: Ms Vivien Koh&lt;br /&gt;History: Ms Dorothy Cheang&lt;br /&gt;Literature: Mrs Lam Khee Hun&lt;br /&gt;Music: Mrs Valerie Ong&lt;br /&gt;P.E.: Ms Agnes Leong&lt;br /&gt;IPW: Ms Vivien Koh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. Got a big fright when Ms Cheang came in &amp; was darn strict(:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it's nice seeing everyone again(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fair):2A got Mr Ang (KJ) for Maths &amp; Mr Chan (BY) for P.E.&lt;br /&gt;Bleh)x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIONDRA IS BACK! Ah ha ha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got all books already(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sings* I've got juniors! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I typed this into notepad on the first day of school. HAHAHAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other days were kind of uneventful. oh boooo(: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today TRAINING! ah ha ha(: very fun. &amp;amp; i am weak! LOL. sorryyyy. random(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IT WAS THE FIVE OF US AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;I missed us so very muchh.&lt;br /&gt;not that i don't like the 7 of us.&lt;br /&gt;but the 5 of us have some a long way together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; it was nice&lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; AH HA HA(:&lt;br /&gt;mr seem caught me liaos.&lt;br /&gt;sort of lahh.&lt;br /&gt;he tell me drink more water. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i SHALL.&lt;br /&gt;Also, LOGBOOK!!!! Oh, noooooo! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am feeling traitorous.&lt;br /&gt;but i shouldn't 'cause... i don't know. i just shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;i know i promised to try; but maybe i can't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe it's too hard; maybe it's impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;all my feelings for him are awakening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; they're impossible to ignore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i know i'm not ready; not for anyone new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;not for anyone as intense as... "code name: darling"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;it's funny how you can lie to yourself to make yourself feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;but all the while, deep down, you'd know you were lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe i've had it with trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe i never wanted to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll never know.. will i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;it stops tonight; today; now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought you should know, i tried my best to let go of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i don't want to&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116806604606179005?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116806604606179005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116806604606179005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116806604606179005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116806604606179005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-shouldnt-love-you-but-i-want-to-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116771230061835434</id><published>2007-01-02T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:31:40.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&amp; i see now that loving you is what i was trying to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTE TO EVERYONE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) I AM BANNED FROM MY HANDPHONE SO PLEASE DO NOT CALL OR SMS ME! (Okay, calling is allowed. BUT NO SMS!) IF YOU DO SMS, I SHALL NOT REPLY UNLESS IT'S URGENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) WHEN SCHOOL REOPENS, I WILL BE BLOGGING MUCH LESS!!! AS IN USUALLY ONLY ON THE WEEKENDS. SO DO NOT BUG ME ABOUT UPDATING. (you may still tag though, telling me you miss me ever so much(: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) DO NOT ASK ME TO GO OUT WITH YOU 'CAUSE I HAVE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO GO OUT ON SCHOOL DAYS. THAT IS A WELL-KNOWN FACT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank you for your kind understanding. Sorry for any inconvenience caused(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;DIONDRA'S BIRTHDAY TOMORROW! SHE'S ALSO COMING BACK TOMORROW(: YAY! I'LL HAVE MY BESTIE BACK! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwww, jeez. i think HARPER died):&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm now real down. I LIKE HARPER! I mean, she may be a bitch &amp;amp; such but i like her so much better than BETH. who sucks, by the way. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO WHAT I WAS GONNA SAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to TOOT's house yesterday(: FOR NEW YEAR(:&lt;br /&gt;It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got there, she had some other friends there already: Siming, Liting &amp; Angelina. They were playing a game or somethingg. then what the... the moment i stepped into the room, CELESTE WHACKED me HARDon my arm with some massage thingyyy!!!! ): it hurt, ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they wanted to play mah jong. so we did. at first i was sitting there lahh. then no confidence so i ask bryan play first. then the first game i help him THEN HE WIN! wah ha ha! then i sat between TOOT &amp;amp; bryan mahh. Then i advise both. LOL. then i went to play. won some games but lose more. ah haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, they went home &amp; toot wanted to go to the playground. so we go... not very fun lehhs. LOL. then we went back &amp;amp; played cluedo(: I WON!!!! AH HA HA! i won 2 out of 2 games(: we played with bryan for the second one. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then toot wanted to play badminton. so we did. oh, man! she is... ahem.. quite okay at it. ;) she serves very nicely :D like, the shuttlecock would go up &amp; then land like... on her side of the "court". like, at her feet! ah haha! then we played awhile. then her cousins came... the famous mark &amp;amp; the less famous but cuter eugene. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we played mah jong again. i won! yeahh! i won! yeahh! it was so fun! mark didn't have a clue as to how to play so he partnered eugene. then eugene was the one playing but he didn't get to sit on the chair! LOL! &amp; it was real fun! yay! haha! but then my mom came to fetch me. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i bathe, then watch bai wan bao. HAHAHAHA(: then watched HOUSE. I like hugh laurie! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to call toot then we talk until about 11:30 then hang up, give phone to mom, then sleeeeeeep. &amp; dreamed!!!! dream of him again lor! walao(: i want to sms him to "stay out of my dreams" but aiyahhhh(: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; toot decided that he is my sweetheart then the other one is my darling. then my luckystar is my dear. then my second luckystar is my honey. LOL. we are so darn siao. but actually, i'd rather call my two luckstars my luckystars. 'cause it's like, overkill(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, TOOT is coming over again. ah ha ha ha(: possibly bryan too! maybe playing mah jong(: or cluedo? twister? LOL. we'll see(: TOOT JUST WOKE UP LOR! WALAO, little piggy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaayyyy(: so me &amp; my brother are stoning 'til toot gets here(: may blog again later(: but if not.. ta-t 'til the weekend(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;someone else's birthday is coming up&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; maybe i know something you don't(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i feel like we're moving too fast.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116771230061835434?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116771230061835434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116771230061835434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116771230061835434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116771230061835434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-feel-like-were-moving-too-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116763031584925674</id><published>2007-01-01T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T13:45:15.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he is just so chad michael murray(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY TWENTY-OH-SEVEN! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY!!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, i'm going over to toot's house(:&lt;br /&gt;she said that liting &amp; someone else was gonna be there. (i forget her name... &gt;.&lt; i'd like to apologise in advance...) okayyy. i only can stay for like, 5 hours. which is pathetic, really... i'm gonna bring cluedo. whic is so yay 'cause no one at home will play with me. thanks, brother, mother, father):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days keep playing billiards... hahas. actually, i suck at it? but don't know why... can win my brother(: YIPPEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning went to the 24 hours Hong Kong Cafe. Hrmms. my 'rents ordered alot can! then when the main course (sort of) came, i looked at it &amp; wanted to vomit. oh jeez. after breakfast, we went to popular(: bought a blue notebook(: tres chic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, last night, i saw lot &amp; lots of fireworks! oh yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then very funny, i was on the phone with toot &amp; nan. then toot was watching the countdown show. then she keep saying starting the countdown! starting the countdown! then when she say i will start 54321-ing really fast then say HAPPY NEW YEAR! lol. then she will say not yet lahh! then very funny! wanted to laugh so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yesterday no luckystars... i forgot. yesterday the lesson was 2 hours earlier. so don't have.. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after bowling go to aspen heights &amp; (isit) river valley(: very nice!!!!! LOL. i like the swimming poooooool!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i very happy these two or three days. HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAS. just very happy(: this toot damn bad lahh! haha. nevermind. going over laterrrr! yay yay yay!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to give TAN SIYIN testimonials. LOL. or should i make her wait just as she did? HEH HEH HEH! Nope, i'm not so meanie! haha. like her. siiigh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall finish this up nowwww(: byebyeeeee(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116763031584925674?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116763031584925674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116763031584925674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116763031584925674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116763031584925674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2007/01/he-is-just-so-chad-michael-murray.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116753748066874306</id><published>2006-12-31T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T11:58:00.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp; I've never felt like this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad that things are alright again. Sort of... LOL(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, no table tennis. But I did play with my brother about.. 3 games. I won him all three times! (:  Umm, let's see.. Scores were : 9-11 (i think), 4-11, 8-11 (i  think) .. I'm only sure of the fact that I won all three games(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we played billiards/snooker/pool(: THIS TIME, HE totally thrashed ME! D: BUT I did win 3 games on my own. then 1 game when I teamed up with my dad!!!!! (: So happy! All the while was SMSing. =\ Think my bill bao lo... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then actually supposed to watch Singapore Dreaming de. But in the end... Never lo. But I didn watch One Tree Hill again(: Same episode as the Tuesday one(: Chad is so HOT can! Also watched House. I know this is weird but I like the Doctor House(: He's kinda cute for an old guy. nudgenudgewinkwink ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly my dad was like, go down &amp; eat roti prata. then we were like, "Huh?!" LOL. Then we ran down.. then cheyyy, is go ut &amp;amp; eat roti prata. then we had to run up again to change 'cause like, we were wearing sleeping stuffs. like, i was wearing a nightie. can you imagine?! going out in a nightie?! i sure can't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went lorhs. very fun. LOL. we were like ordering all sorts of stufs. the mee goreng is the nicest lor! LOL. then there was this guy wearing army shorts and a shirt with something about "Joseph" printed on it. so my mom assumed he's from st joseph lahh! he quite cute lah. LOL. then later toot call me. LOL. Then we talk like a few minutes then she ask where i was. then whn i said i was outside she said oh, ok, bye bye. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when got home, call her, talk to her, then call jia wei. then talk to them lorhs. but i was damn tired until cannot tahan. then i go sleep lah! then my mom woke me up lorhs! at 12:30 can! idiot lah she! then i was charging my phone. so got light then she say i can see the light. as if i was taking then she MAKE ME WALK TO THEIR ROOM TO GIVE HER THE PHONE. walao eh. I SLEEP until very.. NICE you know?! rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, then sleep again. LOL. then dream. then wake up. then go out eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw filming lorhs! the guy in the bai wan bao. you know the dehua? yeahh, he was there lor. at serangoon garden. then the shuxian the dad was there too. walao eh. so cool lahh! LOL. then we when we left they go le. so sad. LOL. not really lahh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm on the computer using my friendster(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; i woke toot up just now!!! wah ha ha!!!! (: SHE LAHH! FORGET TO DO SOMETHING FOR ME HOR?! rawr! she so mean! mean toot! mean toot! but i shall be NICE &amp; MAGNANIMOUS &amp;amp; forgive her. TOOT also told SOMEONE something that i said! RAWR! stuupidd girl! but i forgive you 'cause i loveee you(: but AIYAHHHHH where got like this one?! i don't even .. know that... rawr!!!!!! OKOK. I must chill, mann girl boy woman! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, byebye fans! i gotta link FIONELLA! lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116753748066874306?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116753748066874306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116753748066874306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116753748066874306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116753748066874306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/forgive-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116746549567701377</id><published>2006-12-30T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T15:58:16.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;if only you could see the tears you made me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yikes! Shouldn't have slept so early last night. Should've stuck to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;rawr. so early in the day &amp; my mood is spoilt. idiot lahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;don't think about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, yesterday was the long awaited MOVIE "Mararthon"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Loved it. sort of...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;umm, ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woke up, ate, bathed, went out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;First, we went to Rosyth to collect some stuffs for my brother... I SAW MS JAU! okok. LOL. Then collect finish, i saw someone's name... LOL. fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then off to junction 8. i know, i know.. it's like.. always j8. LOL. but i needed to go to the library. :D so nerd, i know. ;) LOL. anyways, then reach there like, so early can! then wait for amanda &amp; bryan at popular bookstore(: then they came. then we walked around. actually wanted to have lunch together de... but we all not hungry. then walao, the bryan damn pervertic. LOL. then we waited 'til xinan &amp;amp; shun ren FINALLY came. which was like, darn late luhh. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in we went to watch deathnote 2. it was.. nice(: I LIKE LIGHT &amp; L. &amp;amp; the misa very pretty(: at first i didn't really understand 'cause like, i didn't watch deathnote 1. LOL. then watch lorhs. VERY NICE lorhs. but i didn't like how it ended 'cause it was kinda sadd ):  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then when we were leaving, xinan was telling me that uhhh clement (to ahem: i hope you don't mind that i say your ahem's name here. LOL ) was sitting in front of bryan. then i was like, "Wha-?!" LOL. so shocked. although, i did know that those two .. um, clement &amp; jing rui were also watching deathnote 2 yesterday. LOL. 'cause our tickets were booked by phone(: then ahem didn't tell them which seats we had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyways, then ahem told us to go up 'cause like clement they two were up there. haiz, honestly.. *shakes head*  then we went up but the boys were like, "arcade! arcade!" honestly... *shakes head* so we went! then got one damn cute guy lahh! LOL. sorry. then um, toot &amp; nan were doing the dancing thing then bryan take over me as my brother's shooting partner... so.. i went off to the library which cheered me up. 'cause like, i was really down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then they came to find me later. then we went back to the mall to watch night at the museum(: it was funny!!!!! i so so so loveee owen wilson ;)  then we just.. watched. LOL. then xinan &amp; i finished most of the ribena sweets. LOL. she so bad! she take the WHOLE roll and pretended to eat them ALL up! LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then we left to take neoprints. the brothers were included. which reminds me: shun ren went home after deathnote 2. then we take lorhs. i looked.. weird. LOL. okok lahh. the double ones were so... LOL. difficult to take. ): then we had to rush rush rush 'cause my mom was waiting. but ahem wanted us to see clement. LOL. so we went down the longggg way to avoid my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then it was so funny! i think we were so totally obvious.. heh heh (: then had to go le. LOL. sorry, this ending is soooo abrupt. ;) i gotta go offline soon. but i think i just post finish lahh hor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;these past two days have been pretty chaotic. my feelings are really jumbled up. see: that's the reason that i stayed away. then i was distant. but then i let myself get close.. &amp; this is what happens. rawr. i don't think my psyche can take much more of this (check use of psyche). he left me lonely &amp;amp; confused. ): damndamndamn. this is not what i asked for. x(  yup, i would never EVER wish for myself to suffer this torture. haiz. &amp; then when he asked me all those things, i didn't want to answer. let him have a taste of his own medicine. but i don't want him to.. have a taste of his own medicine, i mean. i think i like him too much now. then when he told me about .. um, yeahh. that was the last straw. how could someone who claimed that he.. ****s me do this? i don't get it. i need time to think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; what else..? umm, let me check..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see lahh? i forget what happened on Thursday. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had training todayy... hrmmms. okok lahh. I feel ... like.. i didn't deprove... LOL. Beatrice &amp; Samya didn't show. Haiz. then something happened. don't ask me what 'cause i don't know what. then, we did throwing of the discus &amp;amp; Jennifer &amp; Felicia were... sort of.. well, they sort of nearly died just like i nearly died on Thursday. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then weights. after we did the compulsory ones, we fooled around doing all sorts of weights which were really fun. then, i nearly injured myself. rawr. gotta be more careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSWELL still can't fully watch. WHICH IS DAMN ANNOYING. I MISS JASON BEHR... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go see whether some other videos load le mei you. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was this post longg? LOL. OH YAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diondra left already. She left for Hong Kong yesterdayyyyy. then she called me using the free phone. then, i was in the shower. then i got 4 missed calls from a private number. LOL. i went &amp;amp; asked didi. then he say he didn't call me. i asked him, cause we were SMSing &amp; he has a private number as i've said before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go): my MOTHERRRRR. RAWR. X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, I need to learn to trust, dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116746549567701377?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116746549567701377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116746549567701377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116746549567701377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116746549567701377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-only-you-could-see-tears-you-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116733017887238407</id><published>2006-12-29T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T02:22:58.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When a heart is crying, it sometimes feels like dying.&lt;br /&gt;Teardrops fall like rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear world, I'm Oon Yi Teng Lisa &amp; I'm feeling really sad now.&lt;br /&gt;It's 2 A.M.  on the 29th of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sneaking to use the computer. People might say I'm "naughty"... But I'm in no mood to joke back 'cause all I feel now, is emptyness &amp; sadness &amp;amp; confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just messed up real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now know why the adults say that we are too young for relationships &amp; all those stuffs I used to think were crap(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I know. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying. In fact, I just did. But I forced myself to stop. TOOT &amp; Nan are talking to me now(: Making me feel better(: Or... trying.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love them. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I HATE MYSELF. no, no. I don't. Just that.. I'm unhappy with myself for being too gullible. For not listening when I should've been. Rawr, my shortshort attention span. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Roswell.&lt;br /&gt;I need One Tree Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JASONBEHRJASONBEHRJASONBEHR!!!!!!!! Oh, loves! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Deathnote2 laterrrrrr!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;he could always make me smile/laugh/singggg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;he could always make me cry/frown/sulk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;but somewhere along, there came a wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;it came between us, ensuring that he couldn't read me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;or maybe it was 'cause he didn't try hard enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;whatever it is, it caused me hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;whatever it was, it drained my trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;i used to think that only one guy could make me hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;i guess i was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;although this guy can't hurt me as much, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;he can still hurt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;wow, what a revelation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go see some stuffs to get over my funk(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116733017887238407?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116733017887238407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116733017887238407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116733017887238407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116733017887238407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-heart-is-crying-it-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116730546886170809</id><published>2006-12-28T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T19:31:09.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am what I am, I'll do what I want, but I can't hide.&lt;br /&gt;I won't go, I won't sleep, I can't breathe, until you're resting here with me.&lt;br /&gt;I won't leave, I can't hide, I cannot be, until you're resting here with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I REALLY SERIOUSLY NEARLY DIED TODAY.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think it's only sinking in now. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have to say I got quite a fright. It happened like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ias partnering Beatrice for the discus thing. LOL. I think it's become a "given". 'Cause like, we're partners for &lt;em&gt;everything.&lt;/em&gt; I think it's 'cause we get along real well(: So, since Ya Le wasn't there &amp; Samya had orientation &amp;amp; Jedidah is STILL in India, Jennifer &amp; Felicia were paired up(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On my &amp; Beatrice's right, Yan Ling &amp;amp; Wen Yi were throwing the javelin. Then, Felicia &amp; Jennifer were on our left. So, it's like being trapped in a vortex. LOL. Exaggerating, don't mind me(: So, we threw &amp;amp; threw lahh!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, there waws one round where me&amp; Beatrice were picking up the discuses. Then Jennifer was throwing. I did a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAMNDAMNDAMN BLOODY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; thing. There was a discus just on the edge of our boundary. &amp;amp; without checking to see if Jennifer or Felicia was throwing, I bent down to pick it up. It was a very slowwwwww process 'cause like, the field was like a SWAMP. I swear, it was so soggy! Then, suddenly, while my gaze was upon the discus, I heard Jennifer shout some inaudible stuffs. I looked up, &amp; saw...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A discus come flying &lt;strong&gt;right&lt;/strong&gt; at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thankfully, it landed like, 5 centimetres in front of me (instead of hitting me right SMACK in the face or right  on top of my head. Whereby in BOTH scenarios, I'd have died instantly or at least died a very slowwww &amp; paaiiiinful death!) . PHEW lahh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I would like to take this opportunity to say " I love you. " to every single friend I have out there. &amp; sorry if I've ever made you feel oh-so-sad. I love each &amp;amp; every one of you. Really dearly &amp; truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, it's over now!!!!!! Moving on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We made lots of mistakes &amp; I think Mr Seem got fed up so he made us do 5 push-ups for every fucked-up throw we did. (Pardon my vulgarities. I've always wanted to say "fucked-up") So ten it got so that I was damn fed up &amp; did 5 for &lt;em&gt;EVERY SINGLE&lt;/em&gt; throw I did(: then, Mr Seem was like... "i shall let you people judge each other!" &amp;amp; then he went to supervise our seniors. &amp; it was SERIOUSLY fun ok! doing push-ups. There's 2 push-ups, 3 push-ups, 5 push-ups, 10 push-ups &amp;amp; lastly and most seriously, 20 push-ups. =\ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp; it was so so so fun to make Beatrice laugh! :D I loved today. I really think I improved alot(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the throws, we did some weights. Which were a horror! I TELL YOU!!!! MY ARMS HURT SO SO BAD(: Then there was this thing we gotta go with the dumb-bells. Then I bent my legs whenever I went down. (If you don't get it... I'm sorry 'cause I don't know how to explain.) Then, Mr Seem saw then he was like, "LISA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING! DANCING!" LOL(: He makes me laugh so much, sometimes(: My dear coachie(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, he told us he had presents for us. &amp; they were...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BUNS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, buns(: He said they were a reward. Then the next thing he said was that it was given by the orientation people to, like, clear. =\  LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, we did cool-down. Then, training was over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I gotta go now. I shall continue tomorrow... if i can(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;byee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116730546886170809?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116730546886170809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116730546886170809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116730546886170809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116730546886170809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-what-i-am-ill-do-what-i-want-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116719794905580403</id><published>2006-12-27T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T13:39:09.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wash the world away.&lt;br /&gt;# i see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I've always sort of joked about the dream thing. But, hey! It proved it's existence again last night...&lt;br /&gt;Last night around... 9-ish? I was reading stuffs about a certain boy. Looking at his recent photos... Then, I decided for once and for all (or so i thought) to FORGET him. LET him GO(: Awwww... i sound so tragic (to me anyway). then i was telling siyin &amp; dion. then i left the computer room feeling... better? worse? anyways, then, last night... i was talking to someone about dreaming. actually, smsing about dreaming. then me &amp;amp; dion put down early. then i fell asleep. after a while, my mom woke me up. then she left the phone with me. but then aiyahhh.. i wasn't talking... wasted. LOL. anyways, then i went to sleep lahh! then i dream of him lorhs. It went something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(form of communication with the guy: SMS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he suddenly SMSed me. then he was using good english instead of sms english. then i was using sms english lahh! then later, he was saying that i shouldn't and he go and praise me. and all that. then i was like ftw?! he's praising me?! then i remember thinking.. &lt;em&gt;in real life, this wouldn't happen. must be a dream.&lt;/em&gt; then, i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FTW FTW FTW FTW FTW!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't have gone and thought that, mann. but walao. it's real scary. it's like everytime i think i'm over him/ falling for someone else... i dream about him. or else, i meet him. FTWFTWFTWFTWFTW!&lt;br /&gt;Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermindddd. my msn got problem. that is so ftw. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will go now and try to resolve it. byebyee fans! (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; who is "hello!"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116719794905580403?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116719794905580403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116719794905580403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116719794905580403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116719794905580403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/wash-world-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116714281582265768</id><published>2006-12-26T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:20:15.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i could hold you in my arms forever &amp; it still wouldn't have been long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so lazy to blog. actually, just now, i was writing. then my internet sot up. so i lost it all ): walao. i was posting about christmas. now it'll have to wait.  =&lt;br /&gt;okok, maybe i post now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before christmas...&lt;br /&gt;Talked to my girls and other people.. okok... to my girls and some guys. ;) LOL. at first, it was me, dion, toot and nan. then it was me, dion, toot, nan &amp; siyin. then my dad took the phone. 'cause my mom didnt tell him about me being able to keep the phone with me that night. then i sulked and read my roswell book (LOL. even when i'm rebelling, i do it nerdily!) until slightly past midnight. then my mom gave it back to me. (: then she told me not to talk. but, HAH! LOL. Later, it was.. me, dion &amp;amp; toot. then, me, dion, toot &amp; jia wei. then me and jia wei. then me, dion and jia wei. then me, dion, jia wei and glen. then me, dion and glen and shi zheng... until i upset shi zheng. and then it was me, dion and shi zheng. we talked until 4+++ glen's real nice. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas morning..&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas by the way! (: sms shi zheng to apologise. then call diondra. then call toot. then toot was asking me if i was free that day. so i said i didnt know. but then later i asked my mom and she okay'ed it(: so.. i spent christmas with toot. at first i was giving testimonials to everyone in my contact list in friendster. then later, she said she wanted to take pictures. walao, what a cam-whore. (: but we did! and we even submitted a video to youtube. ask me and i'll show you. (: hahahahahas(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/899562/lisa%26amandabff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/200/150928/lisa%26amandabff.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nice right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/259897/TOOT%20%26%20Oonyteng%20Beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/200/16374/TOOT%20%26%20Oonyteng%20Beauty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is nice too!!! AH HA HA! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/545423/Beaten%20up%21%20by%20TOOT.%20Arbish%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/200/285624/Beaten%20up%21%20by%20TOOT.%20Arbish%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! SHE BULLY ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;LOL. Got lots more. But not now(: ask me, i'll show you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching Roswell. &amp; OHMYGOSH. i love max&amp;amp;liz can! jason behr and shrii appleby(: loves!!!! they are so cute together! (:&lt;br /&gt;i also love one tree hill! brooke&amp;amp;lucas! (: yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love roswell. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;i love one tree hill. lalala. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.&lt;br /&gt;talking to diondra now(: lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go(: i'll be back...&lt;br /&gt;byebye my fans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116714281582265768?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116714281582265768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116714281582265768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116714281582265768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116714281582265768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-could-hold-you-in-my-arms-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116693278654857428</id><published>2006-12-24T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T11:59:46.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems like i woke up beneath a different sky.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm drunk on what I'm seeing through these open eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa! Christmas Eve(:&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;But... Booo also. LOL(:&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it means school's reopening soon. Grrr):&lt;br /&gt;NOT that I hate school(: Just that... Sec 2? Sooo NOT ready. BUT I want the 29th fasterfaster come!!! I miss those girls luhhh. Actually, I just saw them (or at least dion&amp;TOOT) on Friday. LOL(: But, Nan? She's not back yet): BOOOOOO. Anyways, time flies real quick. I miss 602! I miss Rosyth. HAIZ. I miss everyoneeeee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!OH!OH! &amp;&amp;amp;&amp; My brother got into...&lt;br /&gt;MONTFORT!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. They very strict lehhs. FTW... haiz. But walao... They get alternative uniform which is so darn cool.. WHY CEDAR DON'T HAVE!!!! ): LOL. Anyways, the school is... okok lahh. quite big? LOL. THEY DON'T HAVE TRACK&amp;amp;FIELD. WHAT STUUPIDD--- Sorry. Shall not continue with this topic. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOWLING TODAY! WHOOHOOO!&lt;br /&gt;luckystar?luckystar?luckystars!!!! (:  table tennis yesterday was funfunfun! the coach said i was better than my brother! OH, YEAHH. UH-HUHHHH(:  the coach was damndamn nice luhh! =\ &amp; at the same time, he coach darn great(: before i left, that STUUPIDD TOOT!!! I give her testimonial. then she didn't return. FTW?! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, went to diondra's house for 2 hours. Which was when i changed the tagboard(: I also talked to her teacher. LOL. and also, Yi Ning. LOL. then ummm, TOOT came over also(: Then we just basically slacked around. HEH. Then they are both crazy over the hua yang shao something show... Hrmms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch One Tree Hill. BUT BUT BUT!!!! Youtube very idiot lahh. I think one day I go out &amp; buy the whole thing, mann. I LOVE CHAD(:  Who DOESN'T?!?!?!?!?! He's like, darn hot can! yesyesyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got off the phone with... Um, yeahh(: anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at blogskins!!!! All those hothot hot stars.&lt;br /&gt;Like, GINOGINOGINO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;CHAD, CHANNING... etcetc(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeahhh!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool right?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;but very hard to find decent blogskins):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeee. i hate people who make me feel bad. HAHAHA. OKOK, i'm so weird luhh. =\ bowling later will take my mind off these idiotic things... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LUCKYSTARS! &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i NO MOOD TO BLOG LE(: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate myself for doing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate that I can affect him so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't want to cause him hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's just wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; I know what it feels like to be in his place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;So, why am I still doing it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;byebye fans! love you guys so very muchh(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116693278654857428?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116693278654857428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116693278654857428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116693278654857428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116693278654857428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-seems-like-i-woke-up-beneath.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116685990744771468</id><published>2006-12-23T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T15:45:07.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want you to &lt;em&gt;fight&lt;/em&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I don't know what's happening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I don't know my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Yesterday, today, tomorrow... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;They're all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Tell me that it's gonna be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby, it's you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, a quick post. Don't mind the webdngs above. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls want to go see DeathNote2. I WANNA SIT WITH TOOT! OH, yesyesyes! I wanna do what I did when we watched TheOmen! Oh, YES! (:  Planning to pull for 29th of December. Probably with Weng Fong &amp; Colin. That's what they say so far. My dad didn't allow. But then later, he said that my mom has to come along. Then, my mom say she bring my brother but she don't watch. Oh &amp;amp;%#$ !!! Nevermind(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hey, I think JW coming back from China today, right? Hrmms...&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of China... Fabian isn't back yet? Or is he??? I don't know):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time stops for no one&lt;br /&gt;And moves on unaware&lt;br /&gt;It's easy not to notice&lt;br /&gt;It's easy not to care&lt;br /&gt;Conversation circles&lt;br /&gt;There's money changing hands&lt;br /&gt;I've been standing in the middle&lt;br /&gt;I've been caught up in despair&lt;br /&gt;Out of the confusion&lt;br /&gt;The static and the noise&lt;br /&gt;You got my attention&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna&lt;br /&gt;Live, like it's the last moon rising&lt;br /&gt;Scream, just like no one's there&lt;br /&gt;Lose all of my defenses&lt;br /&gt;Hold you, touch you, love you&lt;br /&gt;Like it's the very last moment in time&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I woke up&lt;br /&gt;Beneath a different sky&lt;br /&gt;And I'm drunk on what I'm seeing&lt;br /&gt;Through these open eyes&lt;br /&gt;All the little ways you move me&lt;br /&gt;All the places you expose&lt;br /&gt;The illusion I held onto&lt;br /&gt;You've got me letting go&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna stay here&lt;br /&gt;Soaking up the rain&lt;br /&gt;Falling all around me&lt;br /&gt;Wash the world away&lt;br /&gt;Live, like it's the last moon rising&lt;br /&gt;Scream, just like no one's there&lt;br /&gt;Lose all of my defenses&lt;br /&gt;Hold you, touch you, love you&lt;br /&gt;Like it's the very last moment in time&lt;br /&gt;Let me feel you next to me&lt;br /&gt;Let me taste the breath you breathe&lt;br /&gt;Open up the space between us&lt;br /&gt;Live, like it's the last moon rising&lt;br /&gt;Scream, just like no one's there&lt;br /&gt;Lose all of my defenses&lt;br /&gt;Hold you, touch you, love you&lt;br /&gt;Like it's the very last moment in time&lt;br /&gt;Live, like it's the last moon rising&lt;br /&gt;Scream, just like no one's there&lt;br /&gt;Lose all of my defenses&lt;br /&gt;Hold you, touch you, love you&lt;br /&gt;Like it's the very last moment in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OhmyGOSHH. I love this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; One Tree Hill rocks!&lt;br /&gt;I loveeee Brooke!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; LUCAS!&lt;br /&gt;DUH!!!&lt;br /&gt;CMM lehhs!&lt;br /&gt;HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song reminds me of... I don't know... Hrmms. Ah, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table tennis later. I'm sure I'm rusty already. BOOOOOO): I haven't gone in like, more than 2 weeks. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is gonna start again soon. Rawr. I gotta find all my homework. Oh, this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gone bowling in so freakin' longg! i miss it. &amp; my lucky stars! YAY for luckystars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND, EVERYONE? I DO NOT HAVE A JAPANESE BOYFRIEND. =&lt;br /&gt;SECRETSANTAA!!!!! We (the secondary 1 throwers) have decided to have this whole SECRETSANTAA for CHRISTMAS! Ohhhh, YEAHH! (:   I want my presents!!!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND, I SO DO NOT HATE OR DISLIKE CHRISTIANS! I say firsttt!!!!! (: how &lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt; i? manymanymany of my dear darling friends are christians(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading: A Body Of Evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!OH!OH! &amp; JEDIDAHH FELL OFF A MOTORCYCLE!!!! OH GOSHHH LAHHHH!NONONONO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time, i shall post about stuffs that has happened to me(:  Today, I feel so RANDOM! HAH! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVEEE MY GINO! &amp; WU ZUN IS CUTE, YES. BUT GINOGINO ALL THE WAYYYYYY!!!!!  loveloves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricalmelancholy.blogspot.com"&gt;www.lyricalmelancholy.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; I was trying out the new blogger. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;so yeahh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diondraa going J.B. i think?Today? Hrmms? Don't knoww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nan will be back... when? today? tomorrow? confuseddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANNA WATCH DEATHNOTE2 WITH MY BABEYS(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go now. Byebye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thing: HEY JIA WEI, WHEN YOU GET BACK, YOU BETTER TELL ME! EITHER BY TAG, OR MSN OR CALL OR SMS! YOU BETTER YOU BETTER YOU BETTERRRR! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you 'cause of the little ways you move me &amp; all the places you expose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; now, i'm drunk on what i'm seeing; drunk on what i'm feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;forever&amp;amp;ever&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116685990744771468?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116685990744771468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116685990744771468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116685990744771468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116685990744771468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-want-you-to-fight-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116677579386297798</id><published>2006-12-22T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T16:59:55.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Out of the confusion, the static and the noise, you caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabian is in China now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm gonna post about the trip(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said goodbye to everyone. &amp; off we went to Changi Airport. When we got there, we found that we were actually one of the earliest. Me and my brother then went to TimesNewLink to buy books. I got a Dolly magazine &amp;amp; my brother got an Archie comic. When we went back, the GROUP LEADER had arrived. (GROUP LEADER is... THE ONE &amp; ONLY Fabian Lee) He gave out the Chan Brothers' ribbon &amp;amp; such. We tied them on &amp; went to check in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to that place where you have to fill in all sorts of forms. BLEHX. before we went in, we discovered FREE PHONES. LOL. Sort of. You don't have to pay to use them. So, we went and used them. Me &amp;amp;amp;amp;amp; my brother, I mean. He called Cavell, &amp; I, Jia Wei. Then, I called TOOT, then Nan, then Jia Wei again. Then hung up &amp;amp; went in. There, we discovered more phones. So, I called Jia Wei again. We talked until I really had to go. Then onto the plane it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plane, I found that I was no longer a child. 'Cause they didn't give me the stuff they gave to children): I was so sad. &amp; then I did this thing I &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;do. I ask, "What about me?" The guy was really friendly(: He asked what age I am. Then he went and got a... READER'S DIGEST for me. LOL. He said his daughter loved it(: Then he asked us where we were headed to. And we talked for a while. Then he had to do stuffs. So, off he went. Then, Fabian came in. He sat in the middle row. I sat at the side one. Then I could turn and look at him. He was about 3 seats back. Between us, there was the aisle, my dad, a stranger and Uncle Richard (I think it's Uncle Matthew now, though). So, I kept turning to look at him. (Interesting fact: I've had a crush on Fabian since, like, FOREVER) The journey was long. But 'cause it was a night flight, I made myself sleep. So, I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The descent was urgh. My ears hurt so bad that I cried. A little. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Universal Studios. Then the first ride we went is Spiderman. Is a stimulated ride thingy. Then take photo wan. Then I look very weird. =\ Then the queue damndamn longgg. Then got this group of japanese school boys behind us. Then got one of then very cute, but look like my cousin, Nyin Hui. (no offense to her!) Then we went to the terminator 2:3d. then ok ok lahh. LOL. Then we had lunch. we were looking for the Ramen shop. then fabian say he go mos burger. and that mos burger very nice. then my dad ask him ramen lehhs? then he said he dunno. LOL. Then the stuupid shop don't have lorhs. but we eat lahh. then finish liaos then we went to the toilet lahh. then one way, we FOUND THE RAMEN SHOP!!!!!! =\ WALAO! Then we go back to Universal Studios. Then me and my brother sat the Jurassic Park ride. Very fun lorhhs. Then very funny. 'cause we sat it before. but we still darn scared. Then we hide lorhhs! It was so so so funny. Then in the photo, all you can see of me and him were our coats. LOL. Two lumps in the backseat. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Universal Studios, we went shopping. LOL. That place was where i got the squirrel thing and the kaleidoscopes for the girls. Then we ate ice-cream. It was funnnn!!!! (: then i almost got a pair of sunglasses): but i got one later into the tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I bought in Japan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 pair of earrings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 necklaces.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 kaleidoscopes for the girls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 shirts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 pair of sunglasses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 lipgloss accessory thing. (it's real cute)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 squirrel thingy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yupps. LOL. So, anyways..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16th December.&lt;/p&gt;We went to Osaka Castle to take photos. It was nice lorhs. The view. Then i helped Fabian take photo. He damn nice one lahh. He would rather not be in the photo and help people take than be in the photo and cause someone else not to be in it. I love him(: We took lots of photos. NOt really lahh. LOL. We saw lots of cute doggys. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to Kyoto. We went to the Golden Pavilion. There can make wish one! But must throw coin. ;) Then the first coin, I closed my eyes and flipped. Then it didn't land in the small water thing. Then the second one.. WAHHHHH. DROP STRAIGHT IN CAN! I can become a basketballer liaos! LOL. Then take photos. Then off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the place where you can drink from any of three sources of water thingys. 1 is for intelligence. 1 is for beauty. 1 is for longevity. then the other person said that you can also drink and make a wish. then i made a wish. then found out i drank from the intelligence one. YUPP. LOL. You don't know what I'm talking about, do you? heh. Then take picture. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we go to see kimono show. Which we see last year. So, me and my brother went up to the shop where i got my cap. and my ninja shirt. LOL. then people go up and look at the kimono wearing girls. then i go up there and STARE AT FABIAN. LOL. He was standing with my dad. LOL. then i just stare lorhs. Wahhh, CUTEness(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i think we went to Gion Corner. The Geisha place thingy. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not wrong, this day was also te day i got my sunglasses. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the bullet train. It is seriously FAST. Then Fabian sit diagonally to the right in front of me(: AHHH. He cute! LOL. then take picture. AGAIN. then i read my book. "when it happens" THAT is a VERY NICE BOOK! (: Then the ride over liaos. LOL. Got off the train!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we go Mt. Fujiyama!!!!!! WALAO. DAMN COLD LUHHH. =\ But nice! Then we take group photo. Then poor Fabian lahh. HE take the photos. So he not there. Then he stand alone in the cold. then the cold is really damn cold de. His hands shaking lorhhs. ): I very sad. LOL. Then finish liaos, everyone run off to the shop thing to warm up. my dad and me alone in the snow, we roll up the banner. then went in. then Fabian help us to keep the banner. There, I bought a necklace. with a whistle on it. cuteeee! then the toilets don't have water wan. They flush very .. weird. LOL. then i just came out then fabian went into the guys one. then when we were getting into the bus, there was someone in front of me. then fabian was making sure everyone got on safely. it's his job as group leader. then i was standing there with my sunglasses and cap. then my cap BLEW OFF MY HEAD! 'cause the wind was very strrong. lucky i got it back. then i got on the bus. and i almost fell. then fabian wanted to take my hand and help me up. but i mumbled , "it's ok"then went up myself. WALAO. hate myself.. LOL. then he got on after me(: then we waited for everyone else to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went tothe boiling valley. it was darn smelly 'cause of the sulphrous fumes. then they actually boil eggs there! !!!!!!!!! then there was this camera crew people. then Fabian and his friends step in front of it. LOL. then Fabian was like, "we're from singapore."then one of his friends said. "we're from food empire." LOL. Advertising. ;) Then the smell was damn icky. Then my mom and dad told me and my brother to follow fabian. then take photo with him lehhs!!! haahahahas!!!! then we went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that night, we wear the japanese thing and have dinner. LOL. that night we all sleep on floor wan. LOL. then when having dinner, we took photos again. LOL. Fabian at first let other people take. but then the pictures all very blur. then he say "let the professional photographer do the job" then he take for us. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we had illegal gambling. I like my dad's colleagues(: they're all real nice &amp; friendly. i especially like fabian. duh. then shawn is not bad. LOL. Then play blackjack. LOL. But have to sleep lorhs. then we left before the adults):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went touring Tokyo. Then we just vsted lots of places and basically walked around alot. we visited a temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the temple, we went to other places. but we kids stayed on the bus. LOL. so i can't say much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also went to tokyo tower. which was funn! sort of. we took pictures with fabian again. then his cheek was on my head!!!!! LOL. walao. so happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is the night when they went to the strip show. then next day, my brother accused him (fabian) and said "you watch porn!!!" then fabian laughed and said it was a cultural show. which it was lahh. LOL. not speaking up for him hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISNEYLAND!!!!! LOL. We went to Disneyland. Then ummm, first, we went on the POTC (Pirates of the Carribean) which was fun. Sort of. LOL. then we got fast passes for Big Thunder Mountain. Then, while waiting, we went to the BuzzLightyear game. Then had lunch. Then went to BigThunderMountain. then cause my mom and dad can't ride, me and my brother got 2 turns. LOL. YAY!!!! Very fun wann!!! then our fingers damn cold. numb lorhs. after that, we went to SplashMountain. which is very darn fun. me and my bro rode it like 3 times. then our 'rents just kept getting the fast passes for us. LOL. then ALWAYS... we early by ONE MINUTE. Then they don't let us in wan. WALAO. LOL. Then they will say "nonono." then hold up 1 finger. LOL. then we will leave the queue and come back like 30 seconds later then they let us through. LOL. So frustrating. Then the first picture i look so sot. then my brother hide. so we take again. then 2nd one very funny. 'cause there was this group of 5 children (3 boys 2 girls) our age in front of us. then they kept pushing each other around. and saying a bad japanese word. then we were like, walao lahh. then i decided to cut their queue. 'cause they weren't really paying attention. then i cut lahh. then waited for my brother to join me. then there was this group of 5 boys and a man in front of us. then they started staring at me. so i just look away, thinking that they will stop. but they didn't. then i thought that it was 'cause they knew i cut queue. but then, they started whispering and then later, they called to the 5 children whose queue we had cut. then we realised is all one big group. walao. LOL. then i couldn't stop laughing. LOL. then we sat lahh. then when the picture as taken, i tried to put rabbit ears on the boy in front of me. but his head went down when the picture was taken .. so yeahh. LOL. then we took a third time, and i put on my sunglasses. LOL. then practise my pose. then it came out GREAT. so we bought the picture. my bro was looking real intense. LOL. then oh yeahh! we met fabian on our way to the second ride. LOL. okok. then we als went to the haunted house. then we made our way out. then ever since i got my sunglasses, i keep like, pretendingg to be a star then scared that people recognise me. LOL!!! very funn!!! y'all should try it, mannnn. (: then very funny, we were heading for the entrance/exit. then we saw these like, peter pan statues and all that lahh. then there were actually people QUEUEING UP TO TAKE PICTURES!!! I mean, whoa... LOL. then another funny thing... i was walking with my dad lahh. then i started talking to him. first we saw a duck. and it's eyes were closed. then i was like.. "ooooh! that duck i sleeping!!!! cos it's eyes are closed!!!" then he didn't say anything. then we saw this little boy wearing a hat with a skeleton face on top. so i said, "some people look like little skeletons... like little skeletons.. like little skeletons..." then he started to say something. he said, "you know, when people start walking and then talking to themselves..." then i THOUGHT he was talking to me. but then he turned around.. to find my mom. 'cause it tuns out he was talking to her. but she wasn't there. LOL!!! I laughed and laughed. then it was cos he said i was talking to myself but then so was he.. in a way. LOL. then when my mom caught up, my dad tried again. then he got to that same part when my mom interrupted him to talk to me about something. it turns out she WASN'T LISTENING. so my dad was talking to himself again. LOL. then he gave up lorhs. LOL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus, we just talked and played blackjack. me, bro, jolynn, daryl and shawn. then we went shopping again. then back to the hotel for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, illegal gambling again. THIS TIME, me and my bro participated. WHOOO! LOL. then yeah lahh. LOL. my brother sat with fabian. then i sat next to my brother. then he gave me 100 yen!!!! i shall treasure it FOREVER. ;) then he very funny. he got 17.. then he was like. "ENOUGH ENOUGH! HOLD YOUR HORSES!!!" LOL. then his friend, "Ong" was like, "what kind of phrase, mann hold your horses" then that night fabian kept saying lorhs!!! then after a while, he said "now can let go all your horses." LOL. then there was one time, the floor no space.. then the Ong was like, "xiao hai zi go and play on the bed" then he tell fabian "fabe! bring them to the bed to play" then fabian said "ok. xiao hai zi gen wo shang chuang" LOL! Literal meaning is "kids! get on the bed with me." and the other way is "kids! have sex with me." LOL. then he realised he say wrong then he rephrase. LOL. then we had to go. kids lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had breakfast then went off to the airport. then I ALMOST SAT NEXT TO FABIAN FOR THE 7 HOURS. BUT my stuupidd brother lahh1 he wanted to sit on the aisle. so i couldn't sit with fabian. ): but i settled for staring at him for 7 hours. (: i'm so naughty. LOL. then yeahh lahh. when reach singapore, i wanted to cry. 'cause have to say goodbye. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S THE END OF MY TRIP TO JAPAN. Hope you enjoyed reading about it as much as i enjoyed writing about it and experiencing it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyeee(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116677579386297798?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116677579386297798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116677579386297798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116677579386297798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116677579386297798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/out-of-confusion-static-and-noise-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116662212944741230</id><published>2006-12-20T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T21:42:09.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp; I &lt;strong&gt;wanna hold you&lt;/strong&gt;, baby...&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm &lt;em&gt;gonna miss you like crazy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sad now.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUSU is watching ONE TREE HILL with HIS HOTNESS: Chad Michael Murray. I SWEAR! IF SHE WASN'T USING THAT BLOGSKN OF HERS OR IF SHE HADN'T USED IT, I WOULD'VE!!!!! 'CAUSE HE'S SO HOT, HE'S TO DIE FOR. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOOT is watching ummmm.. BAI WAN BAO. LOL! I was supposed to watch! WALAO. LOL. OKOK. i finish then go le!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UMMMM, UMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT THAT I MISS FABIAN LEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;OKOK, very sad liaos... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyeee fans!&lt;br /&gt;dions supposed to come back todayyy. hrmms....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116662212944741230?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116662212944741230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116662212944741230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116662212944741230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116662212944741230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/toot-is-watching-ummmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116661677423028622</id><published>2006-12-20T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T20:12:54.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M BACK, PEOPLE!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For real this time(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISSED YOU GUYS(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really, I did(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT I MISS FABIANLEEEEEEE!):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALOTALOTALOTALOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sighhh. Oh well. What can I do? ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A THOUSAND AND ONE SADNESS FLOATING IN THE AIR...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wanna blog about Japan. &amp; I WOULD. but... I'm not sure about the order of stuffs. so yeahh. have to wait. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways, I'M BACK. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YAY! sort of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; ): i want fabian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116661677423028622?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116661677423028622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116661677423028622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116661677423028622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116661677423028622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-peoplefor-real-this-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116648087638148244</id><published>2006-12-19T06:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T06:27:56.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyyy peeps(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just checkingg in again.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still haven't seen fabian leeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hadd a goooood sleeep last night. heh.&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyys.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss youu guys okok?? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyeeee...(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116648087638148244?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116648087638148244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116648087638148244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116648087638148244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116648087638148244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyyyy-peeps-just-checkingg-in-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116644334649398213</id><published>2006-12-18T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T20:02:26.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloHELLO!&lt;br /&gt;I am like, back and all?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Nononononono(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am STILL in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; loviiiingg it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilovefabianleeeeeeeee!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;he's seriously so so so cuteeeeeee!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;OH, obsession!&lt;br /&gt;i love fabian. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; ain't nobody gonna stop us tonight. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehhhhhx.&lt;br /&gt;that idiot is now at a strip club.&lt;br /&gt;NAUGHTY BOYYYYYY. (:&lt;br /&gt;haiz. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so....&lt;br /&gt;these few days...&lt;br /&gt;funfunfun.&lt;br /&gt;i love japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmm, let's see, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;i will post the complete thing when i get back...&lt;br /&gt;maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ummmm.&lt;br /&gt;it's colddddd.&lt;br /&gt;really cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, everyone has gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;shopping.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to their rooms.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gambling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to strip clubs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to the computer room (like me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;so yeahh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm, let's see.&lt;br /&gt;my dad has gone with fabian's group off to the strip club. ):&lt;br /&gt;i don't want fabian there!&lt;br /&gt;see? i admit!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want lahh walao!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall stop about him first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyesyessss. i miss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;that is a DUHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disneyland tomorrowwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;whooowheeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmmmms.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway..i go first.&lt;br /&gt;later i see if can post. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye fans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116644334649398213?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116644334649398213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116644334649398213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116644334649398213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116644334649398213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/hellohello-i-am-like-back-and-all-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116610114839058875</id><published>2006-12-14T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T20:59:08.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Cause you're MINE... &amp; tonight, you revolve around ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue where i left offf!!! i had to post quick 'cause my dear friend wanted to seee his name before he bathed. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ZHIWEI!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I talking to youuu on MSN now luhhh. =\ will miss me horhorhor?!?!?! (: I WILL MISS YOUU TOO! YOU KNOW I MISS YOU SO MUCH LE. Then in Japan miss youu more. THAT'S TONNS OF MISSES. ;) aren't you happy? missed by me?? :D i know i know, ego!!!! (: i better watch that huge huge ego. (: anyways, i loveeee youuuuuu! (: hope to see youu realll soooon (: yupyup. (: heeheeeheeeee. &amp;&amp;amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; yesyesyes you're CLEVER immediately know that TOOT is AMANDA. (: yay!!!! you can call her that too! she answers to it. ;) &amp;&amp;amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; you know what? last time we sit toggether so funn! and then you intro me to grace. who called me oonypants and now, you still remember that awwwwful name. HAHAHAHAHAS. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUTH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;that day i talk to you. i was so afraid i was annoying youuu. ): i hope i wasn't.... okokokok?!?!?! so i misss youuuu alot hor! to make up for my ANNOYINGNESS. HEEEHEEEEEHEEEEE. i'm gonna miss you liek crazy. HAHAHAHAHAS. okok. (: byebye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFERRRR!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i know you read my blog sometimes.. so here!!!! (: i loveee youuu! LOL. you encouraged me today at the track. to just get throught that training.. cos we were all aching all over!!!! &amp;&amp;amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; we were with rena &amp; it was so funn! speaking of rena.. that rascak was supposed to tagg. LOL. long time ago, she said she'd save my URL and tag me whenever she can! LOL. nevermindddd. the thing is. thanks for the testimonial. ;) i will miss youu tooo!!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bea my darling battery!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU LITTLE DRAMA-ADDICT!!!! (: LOL. I WILL MISSS YOOUUUUU. HEEHEEEHEEEE. have fun at training! you mean thing lahhh. get sick for what! today my last training.. then youuuu!!!! HAIZ. (: but i still loooveeee you. if not for you, i wouldn't have known my love. who is GINO! (: so thanks for making my dreams of finding the PERFECT MAN come true. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jedidahhhh!!!!!! Johndidiahh. (:&lt;br /&gt;HELLO LAHHH! LOL. YOU GO INDIAAAA. FOR WHATTTTT. (: training there fun? LOL. anyways, you are GREATLY missed. (: i'm going to Japan. (: heeheeeheeeees. anyways, i'll see youu when i get back lahh hor? LOL. then i will wait for you every morning again! LOL. (: byebyeee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i talk to you just now.. so now, i shall say i miss you. ;) I MISS YOU I MISS YOU I MISS YOUU! YOU BETTER NOT HAVE FORGOTTEN ME LIKE YOU FORGET EVERYTHING ELSE. ;) thanks for telling me whether syu is in singapore yet anot. HAHAHAHAS. (: so, yeahh. (: All the best. maybe next time i talk to you longer. HAHAHAHAHAS. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FANS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Without your support, i'm NOTHING. (: so i'm tellin' y'all.. I MISSSSSS YOU ALLLLL SO MUCHHH (: OKOKOK? HEEHEEEHEEEEE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO ALL MY OTHER FRIENDS, IF YOU ALL DON'T SEE YOUR NAME HERE, IT'S NOT NOT NOT!!!!!! COS I DON'T MISS Y'ALL!!! I DOOOOOOO! SO MUCCHHHHHHH. OKOKOKOK? OK! SET! YAY! (: byebye all my fans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&amp;amp; yes, yes, yes. you especially. i'm gonna miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116610114839058875?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116610114839058875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116610114839058875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116610114839058875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116610114839058875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/cause-youre-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116609832345402270</id><published>2006-12-14T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T20:12:03.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a trail of broken hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M LEAVING SOON &amp;I'LL MISS EACH &amp;amp; EVERYONE OF YOU. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;touched anot? honoured anot? (:&lt;br /&gt;heh heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna shout out lehhs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DIONDRA!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're in ummm, Thailand nowwww. Last night, Nan said that there got somethingg.. isit earthquake? ): AHHHHH! dowan my diondions to be FLAT like pancake nyaaaa. ): I MISS YOUU MY DARLINGGG BESTIEEEEE. (: no one can replace youu de.. i think i tell youu before right? sometimes, you can evenn readd my mindddddd!!!! can't believe it sometimes, mann-gurlboywomannn(: &amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; i wanna tell youu go for that little birdd cos my didi so meann to meeeeeee muahahahas. (: coming back same day as youu! hope we meett. (: love you forever de! you knoww right?!?! Heh heh. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOOT!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLO LAHHH(: i know sometimes you damnn meann to me.(: but i very nice de(: forgive youu(: haiz(: who ask me so nice hor(: next hor(: is that ahh(: wish you eventually will know who you want(: personally(: i say stick with your the mavis de(: but must also give the duckky a chance(: winkwinknudgenudge(: all happiness to youuu(: thanks for listening to meeee whenever ummm, yeahh(: just listening(: i loveeee youuu so muchhayyy(: mi amour(spelling)   (: heh heh. i will call youu soonn de(: do you remember why so muchh smileys(: LOL(: anyways lahhh(: i miss those days we in tuition talktalktalk!!!!!(: remember: neanderthal(: LOL(: Our compo classs(: Anyway, TOOT, byebye for nowww, bestieeee(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NAN!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My nan, ahhhh(: you always say you don't miss me): i hope that's not true lahhhh 'cause then i will be so saddd de. LOL. REALLYYY!!!!! i hope to talk to your "kor" soon. ;) no lahhh. see he want or not hor? i'd rather talk to you my xinan babeyyyy (: I remember you tell me you love me on my tagboard and ask me use as evidence. (: and then you call me babey. LOL. i fund that kinda funnayeee. &amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; also that time i was crying like siao like that. then i sms you and you tell me those corny stuffssss. so funny but touching. LOL. i loveee you forever de. My bestiiie(: byebye when i go japan. i will come back 'cause "she bu de" youu and dion and toot. heh. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUSU!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU LEAVE ME IN SINGAPORE WHEN YOU GO HK! HOW DARE YOU! (: BUT I LOVEEE YOU STILL. YOU ALMOST NEVER TALK TO ME LE. and i very hurtttt. but i am NICE! (: okok lahhh. anyways, gimme my LONG AWAITED TESTIMONIALLLL. I WAIT VERY LONG LIAOS!!!!! ):   (: and and and WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME WHAT ISAAC TOLD YOU?!?!?! HUH?! HUH?! LOL. okok lahhhhhh(: but now you know the latest. (: see? i so nice. i told you! HAHAHAHAHAS. (: byebye susu.(: i miss you! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Syuuuuu!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU LITTLETHING! WHOLE DAY TALK TO THAT GIRLFRIEND OF YOUR! "zhong se qing you" SILLY BOYYY!!!! (: LOL. but aiyahhh, i scold you cos i love you. ;) AS A FRIEND. that's what you ALWAYS add when you say you will miss me. YOU SOT AHH? lol. OF COURSE AS FRIEND, MANNNN. (: i wanna thank you for EVERYTHING you've ever done for me. lalala. you know what riiight? i remember last time we "fight" in the bus. really fight wor... LOL. then the sweets you bringg. LOL. then ALWAYS don't want gimme but in the end will. LOL. &amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; then time that you burst that egg. REALLY burst lehhs. LOL. in ms foo's class. even if you don'tr rememberr. LOL. it was sooo funnyyyy. LOL. i miss those days we in Mavis together. LOL. and then you say you very bad then become very good. i pui you lahh. LOL. no luhh. =\ i know i will miss you de. OK? LOL. you no need answer. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ducky (WF)!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU AHHH!!! SO MEANN LAHHH. we talk to you, you quack like a duck! and so noisy. HAIZ. we don't care if you're gay. ;) i wish you lots and lots of luck with ummmm. yeahh, you know lahh hor? Very nice talk to you at night with my girls ;) anyways, yeahh miss you also lahh. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JIA WEI!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY DEAREST FRIEND! ;) YESYESYES THE SOMEONE IS YOUU!!!! you lahh! always dota-ingg. HAIZ. people s hurt you know?!?! LOL. you know, you sound like.. my friend... is the syu!!! scroll UPPP! LOL. anyways, i will miss you de. in Japan. Then is like.. you everyday talk to me.. then that day you suddenly never talk. unnatural lahhh. =\ LOL. but yesyesyes i miss youu. and yesyesyes i prefer you to him. yesyesyes. (: aiyohhh. LOL. talk to you two times today on phone.. SO FUN! LOL. even though i was at the window so "wei xian" and then you call me stuupid. OKOK, you implied say what "touch wood ah? touch your head lor!!!" LOL. You so mean lahh. so your haircut howww??? LOL. talk to you when i get back i promise youu. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joshua!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL. you ahhh.. yeahh, i will miss you like i miss all those upstairs de "ren" LOL. good luck with your bowling. (: maybe one day i let you coach me. then when i surpass you, we can say the student surpasses the teacher. ;) anyways, i will message you when i go and when i get back. yes, i will. i said i will so i will. and and and.. what ahh? yeahh, i will miss you! (: even though i know you like.. so little time.. hrmms. yeahhh. but you very nice to me. so yeahhh. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----- I END FOR A WHILE 'CAUSE MY DEAREST FRIEND IS RUSHING ME LIKE SIAO!!! SO OR HIM, I END FOR A WHILE. -------- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*wink* byebye fans! for a while..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116609832345402270?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116609832345402270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116609832345402270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116609832345402270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116609832345402270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/trail-of-broken-hearts.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116599188620337491</id><published>2006-12-13T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T14:38:06.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger is kinda nuts!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i had to change the blogskin 'cause it got messed upp. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116599188620337491?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116599188620337491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116599188620337491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116599188620337491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116599188620337491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/blogger-is-kinda-nuts-i-had-to-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116599136333518665</id><published>2006-12-13T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T14:29:23.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best thing&lt;/span&gt; is that I get to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whoever&lt;/span&gt; I want to be. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on Friendster &amp; MSN noww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friendster, I'm just browsing. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; on MSN, I'm talking to Joshua. &amp;amp; waiting for SOMEONE luhh. =&lt;br /&gt;Basically, yesterday was kinda boring. ;) On computer for like, 5 hours. Dinner also eat in front of computer. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, at night, talked to "da peeps". LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Diondra,&lt;br /&gt;TOOT,&lt;br /&gt;Nan&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Weng Fong.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, Weng Fong just quacked. ;) Yeahh, you read right. QUACKED. Like a duck. :D&lt;br /&gt;Nan &amp; TOOT were being emotionless.&lt;br /&gt;Whereas, me &amp;amp; Diondra were saying "I miss you!!!!" to each other. 'cause dion left today. ): Siighh.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the same way as Dion lahh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * Excited; 'cause going overseas lehhs!!!!&lt;br /&gt;   * Sad; 'cause leaving everyone behind... ):&lt;br /&gt;   * Relieved; 'cause me &amp; her both are leaving around same time. I go off tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's it. (:&lt;br /&gt;I hung up at 12+. My mom let me extend the time. :D&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, she woke me up so I could talk to Dion. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, me and dion talked. (: she keep hanging upp. LOL. but then, she had to go. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALA.&lt;br /&gt;Then, i watched the Doha thingg. Then bathed. Then had tuition. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm on the computer. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I leave, I'm gonna be sad. 'Cause I'll miss TOOT they all. (no dion, 'cause even if i don't go, she'd still be in bangkok. but that doesn't mean i don't miss her. how could i not?!) BUT I'll be happy. 'Cause HELLO, JAPAN! (: I can see my dad's colleagues againn! Like, Fabian. ;) LOL. no lahh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the point is. I can't wait for Japan. BUT I'll still miss "da peeps".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I musta go talk to that idiot of a syu kuan. ;)&lt;br /&gt;HE SO MEAN! (: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I shall make him suffer. (:&lt;br /&gt;No luhh. =Can't bear to. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna postpostpost.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna talk about himmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss bowling! ):&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss table tennis. ):&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss training. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH, MY LUCKY STARR!!!! ): I lovee youu lahhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;heeheeeheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be the kinda girl who wouldn't be afraid to SHOUT IT OUT LOUD.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be the girl who can tell you STRAIGHT TO YOUR FACE who much I love you, how much I'd miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be the girl whom you'd take into your arms and tell me that you felt all that too.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If we were a movie, you'd be the right guy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'd be the best friend that you'd fall in love with in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'd be laughing, watching the sunset,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fade to black, show the names, play the happy song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall just publish this post first.&lt;br /&gt;May post againn. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyeee fans! muacks, always! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't wanna be stuck in that situation again. ):&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna hurt anyone else. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116599136333518665?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116599136333518665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116599136333518665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116599136333518665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116599136333518665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/best-thing-is-that-i-get-to-be-whoever_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116593093889100111</id><published>2006-12-12T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T21:42:18.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp; you played the right music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored again.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;talking on MSN to Yi Xiong, = = and Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;And accepting my DEAR dion's testimonials.&lt;br /&gt;HAIZ.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I'M BOREDDD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anybody could be that guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116593093889100111?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116593093889100111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116593093889100111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116593093889100111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116593093889100111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-played-right-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116591964781946667</id><published>2006-12-12T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T18:34:07.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The problem with me is that I get distracted really easily. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm, well.&lt;br /&gt;i'm at homeee.&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to Japan soon. &amp; dion is off tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;nan is going later than us.&lt;br /&gt;leaving TOOT alone. ): saddsadd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm trying to edit something for me &amp; diondra.&lt;br /&gt;IT IS NOT GOING WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo.&lt;br /&gt;training today. whoa. abit hard-core. Sorta. LOL. just now abit tiring. nono, very. then ummm, after that my mom was late. very late in picking me upp. then yahh lahh. i stayed in school with beatrice &amp; jenn. then umm, came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate, bathed, slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had tuition. whoa. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my posts are getting shrter and shorter. ):&lt;br /&gt;i'm really busy. doing stuffs. i have to go.&lt;br /&gt;byebye fans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; I'm sory that I hurt you; I'm sorry that you think I don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I do. I really &amp; sincerely do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But my feelings and emotions are in a mess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; I can't take it sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If maybe it was another period in time, everything might have worked out great;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm really sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116591964781946667?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116591964781946667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116591964781946667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116591964781946667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116591964781946667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/problem-with-me-is-that-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116583013900650343</id><published>2006-12-11T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T17:42:19.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&amp; in the darkness, you held my hand and i felt safe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed table tennis the other day 'cause I was attending "baby"'s wedding in Malaysiaa. So, yeahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I didn't miss BOWLING! (: YAY YAY YAY. :D BUT BUT BUT! My lucky star didn't come AGAIN. ): BOOOOOO. but I think I found another one! Another lucky starr that is. (: I did pretty well that day. (: Maybe it's just my own prowess (?). LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm ummmm. thennnn... LOL. what ahhhh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day they all talk til like, 5 lorhhs. WITHOUT me cannn??!?!?!!!?!?!?!?! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last night I don't knoww lahhh. I can't talk til latelatelate le.. 'cause my mom is being... ew. LOL. so meann luhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, um..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today bowling again. I suck luhh. Worse than my mom if you can imagine. Actually hers in 'tyco' de lohhh. 'cause she anyhow throw one lahhh! evil... so yeahh. but i wasn't that great either. than talked to Mr Soh. then he say my ball could be don't have direction yet lahh. so.. yeahh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came home. and here I am! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diondra is supposed to talk to me. But she .. aiyahh.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. Still got two other people.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately...&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. 3 days to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow have training. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT that I don't like.. but haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye fans! i don't  know if i'll be back. but.. LOL. see how. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116583013900650343?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116583013900650343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116583013900650343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116583013900650343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116583013900650343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-darkness-you-held-my-hand-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116572456040595095</id><published>2006-12-10T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T12:22:40.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You may not be the one for me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You may not be the one I need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, you are the one that I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if you're bad for me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if you drive me crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're the one that I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It may not be forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It may just be a whim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But for now, you're the one that I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldn't give up now if I tried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And believe me: I did try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if you don't feel the same way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're still the one that I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if I can't have you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if thoughts of her make me blue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For now, it's you that I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you feel it, babe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do I gotta spell it out for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're the one that I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're the one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes, boy. You. You're the one that I want. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116572456040595095?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116572456040595095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116572456040595095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116572456040595095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116572456040595095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-may-not-be-one-for-meyou-may-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116572133338212615</id><published>2006-12-10T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T11:28:53.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting bored of this blogskin, mann. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. continue my previous post. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, after the make-up and blah blah... she made me go comb my hair. =x haiz. then seng wei and nyin hui came lahh. then i was complaining about my outfit and my mommaye. =\ LOL. then they go over to linus who was playing his game. then they stayed awhile then their 'rents came and called them. so yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all went downnn. umm, to the first floor. ;) offf to the restaurant it was! then ummm, nothing lorhs.. LOL. as in the ride nothing de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we got there. wait quite long for it to start. the usual fooling around. making fun of my dad's side people. ;) (ahem, dad, uncle peng lim and uncle peng lam, we WEREN'T just talking about y'all. *wink* ) (: LOL. then we went to see the BRIDE. Mi Ling. (: lovees. she looked so beautiful. (: she's nicknamed "baby". LOL. 'cause she's the youngest daughter of 3 daughters. hahahas. so anyways, we just talked. took pictures and all. then we went back to the table. yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn those shoes, mannn. so irritating. i couldn't run luhhh. saddd. then so slooowwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we saw baby pictures and suchh of the then soon-to-be married couple. miling and alfred. then we laughed abit. ;D then umm, i can't really remember all in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food was great, i think? mostly seafood. ): i can't complain. i mustn't. but i don't like seafood. ): but my mom said the food was good. so i guess.... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm, we did the yum-seng. ;) we little (LOL.) cousins went upp there to toast togetherrr! (: i think we were louder and said it longer than the older people. (: WITHOUT cheating too! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best man made a really funny speech. (: really great. LOL. his yum-seng... is.. hrmmmms, unique. it went... "YUUUUUM-YUUUUUUM-YUUUUUM... SENG!" LOL! it really was funny! we saw the wedding pictures. and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we basically just watched the wedding and suchh, talked. then it was overr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seng wei and linus and nyin hui and i were at the candles. then if i'm not wrong, seng wei extinguished one of them. LOL. so then he dipped his finger in the wax. he then said that it wasn't hot. so everyone proceeded to dip their fingers in it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/491418/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/320/389862/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;AHHH! My fingerr is whitee! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(it's wax. in case y'all are abit WOLS. (follow TOOT! LOL.) )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/133314/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/320/383673/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THERE. my fingerrr has just droppedd off! can you see the crack on the side? OUCH! (: cool , right?!?!?!?! LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok, then.. we went back to the hotel, right? ummm, eugene sat with  me and linus in the back row. he was in the middle. i stared out of the window. then halfway, i think i dozed off. then i woke up and felt something on my thigh. LOL. is that stuupidd eugene la! he fell asleep can! i meann.. okok, fine, i also slept but still! let his elbow fall on linus la! LOL. linus was also asleep. so i just went back to sleeeeeep. but  abit uncomfortable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;when we reached the hotal, eugene removed his elbow. LOL. then we got out to find that seng wei they all reached before us. even though we set off first. so. everyone was squeezed into a tiny hotel room. and everyone wanted to change. LOOONGGGG queue for the toilets! then my mom asked me to change in the closet. and so i did. then when i came out, they were all like, WHOA! LOL. 'cause i think not many people knew i was in there. luckily no one opened the door la! close, mannnn. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then my mom wanted the toilet but seng wei was in front of her in the queue. and in front of him, another lady. then he got called by  his dad i think? so the lady went in and my mom jumped queue. then i decided i kinda needed to peeeee. then so i followed my mom in. and then she very mean luhh. i pulled up, umm... my stocking and what else la! only left my pants. then she asked me zip her up. which i did. then she opened the door la! my pants not up completely can! stuupidd la! somemore next is seng wei lehhs. AND HE'S A GUY FOR GOD'S SAKE! then i left my finger and dad's car key in the toilet. LOL. then seng wei came out and i retrieved them. actually i told him car key only. then he said and your finger. LOL. then i took them. then linus went in i think? or was it nyin hui. then my brother announced that there was a free pair of slippers inside. is seng wei's. LOL. so he had to get them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after a lonng while, everyone was ready and we set off for singapore. seng wei, nyin hui, and their mom came with me, linus and my mom. then raining heavily. LOL. i sat in front with my mom. nyin hui and my aunt were in the middle row. and linus and seng wei at the back. then i fell asleeeeep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;when we crossed the border (?) i SMSed dion. then TOOT &amp; Nan. then dion called me. and we talked. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;that's the trip!!!! (: i enjoyed it lots. thanks to all who hoped i enjoyed it. ;) and i know certain people missed me. (: i'm very happy. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so anyway, then last night talked to them lah! and syu and weng fong. but syu had to hang up to talk to his GF luhh. then weng fong didn't say muchh really. i guess i don't know. 'cause my mom took my phoneeee. LOL. served her right when dion and TOOT called real late at night! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;this morning, breakfast and then home again which explains my presence on the computer. ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;byebye fans! i gotta do some stuffs. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116572133338212615?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116572133338212615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116572133338212615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116572133338212615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116572133338212615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-getting-bored-of-this-blogskin-mann.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116566670032018674</id><published>2006-12-09T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T21:00:01.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yes, people! I'm back! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i didn't think i'd be back this fast.&lt;br /&gt;but i am. (:&lt;br /&gt;are y'all happier?&lt;br /&gt;did y'all miss me? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK,&lt;br /&gt;it was really fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;yesyes, it was just a wedding... but come on! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left the house at about 5:30. and went to my cousin (seng wei &amp; nyin hui)s' house. (: ummm, seng wei followed us in my dad's car. (: i sat next to him in the middle row, and linus sat in the last row. ehhh, we didn't really talk. was listening to mp3 player. while, seng wei and linus watched failure to launch. i think the show might have been funny 'cause they kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, we got there before nyin hui that car. 'cause they got lost, i think? then we see who in which room, blah blah blah. then we rested before going to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was really funn. (: we had weird weird foods, but it was funn. and i couldn't stop laughing. me and linus were playing all sorts of hand games. :D and we laughed like... don't know what. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... umm, oh yeahh. it was real cold. then i was drinking 7-up and linus drank pepsi like umm, seng wei they all. then i started shivering. REALLY! and my teeth chattered like siao la! then couldn't stop. then my mom made me sit with my dad and he tried to warm me up. he has real hot hands. then he kept rubbing them then putting them on my face! then seng wei &amp; nyin hui see, they laugh lorhs.. so meannie. x) then my dad took my out of the restaurant to walk arounddddd. then walk walk jog jog. ok le. then go back. then eat finish, then my teeth chatter again! then i went out with dad again. but linus followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then very funny.. we ran back to the restaurant and NEARLY CRASHED into eugene(cousin). then he was going to the toilet mahh. so we follow him. pretending to spy. but he caught us!!!! ): the escalator had a reflective surface! LOL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went back to the restaurant and found out that seng wei was cold too! :D then we waited. then had desert. and went offffff to the arcade. which was funnn!!!!! (: then we went to our respective rooms to sleeeeeep. but then we had to wake up at 6:30. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, woke up. changed. ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to room to waittt. then linus had to open the car door for the bride groom. so we went down. then i got bored. and went uppp. then i didn't want to be alone in the hotel room. so i went to the bride's room. (: seng wei and nyin hui and eugene were there. so i stayeddd. (: then everyone was soooo quiet. so i got bored. and went down to find my 'rents and brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got there, they were gone! so i went upp again. only to see them knocking on the door calling me to let them in! LOL. then i gave the key. then we lazed around. then went to seeee mi ling (the bride).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got there and took plenty plenty of photos. (:  it was funnn. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to the hotel room to wait somemore. then i bathed. and changed into the dress. LOL. the dress looked weird on me! all fluffy. &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; not my style. ;) then very weird laahhhhhh. not gonna say le. ):  ummm, then my mom was like, in a bad mood or what la. my hair was PERFECTLY DRY. then she said, go wash it! like that so fluffy you look very ugly. and i protested that it did not. but she said she'd get my dad to tell me to do it. &amp; i'm so damn scared of him la! then i went. after a bathed. blah blah blah, she told me to blowdry it. HELLO?!?!?!?! ): then aiyahhh, she made me wear the high heel shoes la! i can't balance! and i almost twisted my ankle. then the strap kept coming undone and whipping me at the ankles. OUCH luhhh. =x then she put make-up on me. haiz. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN, i gotta go. I WILL CONTINUE! (:&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow. (:&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO GLAD I WENT. BUT ALSO GLAD THAT I'M BACK!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahh &amp; CONGRATULATIONS TO MI LING &amp;amp; ALFRED. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116566670032018674?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116566670032018674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116566670032018674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116566670032018674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116566670032018674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/yes-people-im-back-wow-i-didnt-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116556525571950366</id><published>2006-12-08T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T16:08:35.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LAST POST BEFORE I LEAVE &amp; YOUR LIVES BECOME BORING AND MEANINGLESS. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO LUHH. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M KIDDING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WILL MISS YOU ALL LOADS &amp; LOADS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp; I REALLY LOVE EACH &amp;amp; EVERYONE OF Y'ALL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE LAST BYE BYE TO MY GREAT PEOPLE OUT THERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUACKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S. DIONDRA, I'M CALLING YOU SOON! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;P.P.S. YOU ALL WILL MISS ME ANOT???? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116556525571950366?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116556525571950366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116556525571950366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116556525571950366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116556525571950366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-post-before-i-leave-everyone-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116556178543912353</id><published>2006-12-08T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T15:09:45.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;That day when Diondra graced me with her presence... NOT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kidding! I loveee you diondra! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/299005/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/320/676664/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dion says "cheeeeese" &amp; I say BANG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/312088/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/320/114267/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLO. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/463350/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/320/836199/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY GUN BETTER THAN DIONDRA! SHE DISTRACTED! I SHOOT HER AHHH!!! LOL. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(btw, i look gay in this picture. don't laugh. :D )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/192274/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/320/497520/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while she says cheese, i shall introduce her! THAT is the one and only LAME diondra. ;) *points*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/483574/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/320/893305/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY NEW RABBIT! DIONDRA TAN! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/817368/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/320/59627/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a BLUE cup! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/810737/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/320/345467/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WAITAMINUTE! Wasn't it BLUE a second ago?! (It's GREEN now!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/815553/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/320/417762/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHEESE luhh. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/752016/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/320/500689/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess that explains the cups. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/1600/766220/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2946/1562/320/283421/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Diondra so chio right! :D she's gonna kill me. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's all le. (: byebye fans! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116556178543912353?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116556178543912353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116556178543912353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116556178543912353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116556178543912353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/that-day-when-diondra-graced-me-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116555982638392555</id><published>2006-12-08T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T14:37:06.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like the scar above your lip.&lt;br /&gt;the way you let your feelings slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to malaysia sooooooon. rargh. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, i've to complete my previous post. ummm, where'd i stop. i need to go and see..... wait a while. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm, well. then gao bai alot of time, nan interrupt.. then umm, aiyahh, he also nothing de. then we talktalktalk until 4 o'clock. then his HP no battery. so he go and watch his soccer. LOL. me and dion can't take it le, so we go sleeeeep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdayyy... ummm, training. yeahh, ok ok la. abit tiring. i seemed to do everything wrong. ): but it was ok. i did the throwing with priyanka and wui leng. yupyup. then very funnnn!!!!! :D we did other stuffs too. (: then we all went home. mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ummmm, tuition cancel 'cause i was sooo tired. i eat, bathed, slept, watched WeiXiao Pasta. (GINO!!!!) LOL. then studied, and read my library books. nothing de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night.. umm, wow, confusing! last night syu call again. the idiots la (not syu.) ;) they so meannie. LOL. okok la, no.. .then umm, we talk awhile. (me, dion, nan, toot and syu) then later, go sms kevin ask him call 'cause syu wants. (that's what they tell me sms) then my HP went bonkers! it just... siao ding dong. in the end, i hung up on everybody. 'cause my HP was weirding out. then later, syu call me back. then i called dion. (Or is it i call dion then syu call??? i don't know la! "life's a little foggy, a little soggy." LOL. ) then dion hang up to call back. and i go contact TOOT. then i went and apologise to kevin for hanging up. he didnt want to tell me what syu and him talk about. whatever lohhh. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, syu made me feel guilty. the meanie. (:  (so NOT convincing. hee hee) then nothing la. syu about 2++++ ??? feel tired. so he byebye. then very weird. i go and sleep la! (as in fall sleep. ) then TOOT was smsing weng fong mahhh. then later, i woke up.. is weng fong calling. then i pick up. then i was like, wait ahhh. then i wanted to join the two calls. then very weird. cannot lorhs. then umm, i ask weng fong hang up and call again. so he did. which was when i realised that the two (girl) idiots hung up while i was sleeping!!!! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they call again. then we joke say when syu hang up i no energy le. 'cause last night also lorhs. then anyways, i asked weng fong the "initiation question" then he don't want answer lorhhhs. anyways, we just crapped lah. nono. THEY crapped, i said IMPORTANT stuffs. ;) then later, dion phone no batt, so she change phone. but her HP bill bao. so she hang up after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then weng fong and TOOT very weird lah. i never talk lorhs. then they say where's lisa. nevermind la, we hang up. !!!!!!!! 7481!!!!!! I give them privacy they don't want?! qi si wo la!!! LOL. then i call them back lorhs. no lah. i call TOOT i sms wf ask him. then they talk. then TOOT tired. so she hang up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wf ask if want to hang up. then i say don't know you feel like sleeping? then he say no. then we talk awhile. then he said some ... stuffs la. haiz. then i pissed la. then i go say byebye and hang up. then later, he sms me, then we sms until 4 plus. i don't know but i think i fell asleep or what. i remember seeing 3 different people's smses and 3 different timing. but then i delete everything as soon as i replied. so in the morning when i REALLY woke up, i didn't know what happened. it was so foggy. like a dream. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i confirmed with two of those people that it wasn't a dream. LOL. that bea horhs, weird de la! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, i'm ripping songs into my mp3. lalala. and accepting testimonials. and talking on msn. lalala. so busy right?! LOL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today nothing de. but im going off le. soon. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL MISS YOU GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacks to my...&lt;br /&gt;dion, nan, TOOT, didi (although you these few days very meann), siyin (sort of), syu (AS FRIEND!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveee all of you all.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; of course bea they all. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all my fans! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3yyyy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116555982638392555?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116555982638392555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116555982638392555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116555982638392555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116555982638392555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-like-scar-above-your-lip.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116548932113482130</id><published>2006-12-07T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T19:02:02.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that first glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i didn't want to post today either. ):&lt;br /&gt;'cause i'm really tired. ):&lt;br /&gt;BUT i did promise all of y'all that i would today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so, here i am. (:&lt;br /&gt;'cause i loveee you all! (:&lt;br /&gt;*suck up suck up* ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, yesterday, went bowling.&lt;br /&gt;5 games with my mommaye. and i regret to say i lost most of the games. ): but one of the times i beat her, i trounced her by 40+++ points. ;D  and i always lose to her like, not so muchh. ;) then my brother was bowling with his friends.  it was really amusing. like, we came and none of his friends were there. then cavall came. then kang wei, raymond and jasper. i was waiting for fabian. and raymond. so anyway, later, fabian arrived with like, ALL 5 girls walking behind him! it was like... OMG! so shocking. LOL. according to my brother, he's like, a lady's man. ;D LOL. so anyways, he came up to me lorhs. LOL. feel so honoured. ;) LOL. so we bowled la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diondra met us there. 'cause we were going to the library together. bishan library. then yeahh.. she waited til we finished, then we left my brother there first. then we went to junction 8. had lunch, then went to the library. it was really fun. ;) then after that, we went to pick up my brother... then we went home. my home. (: LOL. xinan was supposed to meet us at the library but then she had to go cut hair. so yeahh. ): then ummm, she just tell us she can't lohhs. LOL. then i was smsing with her. then when me and diondra arrived at my house, we use the computer la duhh. LOL. then take lots and lots of pictures. :D cam-whoring. may post them here. okok, i think i will. but later. (: then later, she had to go la! then i had to tell her how to get to heartland mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i went online. MSN la. then.. yeahh la. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ummm, nothing de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, talk to dion, nan and syu. toot had to sleep early. very funny, nan was online. then her "kor" marcus was online. then we keep asking her to call. me and dion, i meann. LOL. then he don't want. or cannot. i don't know la. LOL. walao that nan say until.. nevermind. ;) then she was talking about her XMS friends lorhs. then syu was also online mahh, then nan tell him call my handphone. so call lorhs. then veryfunny la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waitwait, jing xiang also call. but he weirdweird de. he never say anything, then later, tell nan that he shy! LOL. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, anyways, syu was damndamn funny luhhs! we were talking about weird stuffs. then he kept laughing. (: we talk about rosyth and all that. then we talk about his new GF. which led to talks about his ex-crushes and suchh. then suddenly, we were talking about kevin and inez. OK, don't ask me! then he ask about yingbin mahh. then we tell him la! then later, he say something meann. so i don't say here. then later, he talk about kevin's taste in girls. then he say alot is bad taste de. so he last time like inez right? then we ask lorhs, whether inez is also bad taste de. he say NONONO, inez is very good choice! LOL. Then people jealous lah! so people tell him you don't know how to make girl happy ahh?! then he say okok! inez is a bad bad choice! is a mistake! LOL. then we ask him why he like inez, then he say 'cause she chio and... ahhhhhhh.... *thinking la!* then i wanted to laugh. dion adn i thought the same thing. we thought he said, "'cause she chio and has a big braaaaaaaaaaaaa" LOL. then we laugh like siao la! then nan say we very dirty minded. ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we play truth or dare la! then end up, i keep asking him truth questions. i asked him, what he was was wearing and he say shirt adn shorts. then we ask no undies?! then he say have. so peopel ask what colour. he say TRANSPARENT! LOL! then we found out that syu is mature. ;) LOL. then when jing xiang called in, i said let's play a game. then dion say truth or dare. then i say no la! so boring! let's play ummm, hair where? LOL. then is anyhow say de la! then i started by saying head. then dion say eyelashes. then nan don't know. so i tell her say nose hair. then syu's turn. he was like.. ehhh... then people said aiyah syu! no need la! we know where's your hair le!!!! LOL. then he say walao, and laughed again. then that night he laughed ALOT la! then i say he MUST MUST MUST admit that i am his "kai xin guo" LOL. then he don't want. he go mumble mumble mumble until don't know what he saying. LOL. he so mean la! but he gimme testimonial. ;)  then it was like, so funny la!!! then i go and "gao bai" to him. about 10 times. then each time, nan go interrupt. HAHAHAHAS. then very hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(haiz, i gotta go. i'm not done though. I will be back)&lt;br /&gt;UMM, MALAYSIA TRIP BROUGHT FORWARD. AM LEAVING TOMORROW NIGHT. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye,. fans! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116548932113482130?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116548932113482130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116548932113482130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116548932113482130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116548932113482130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/that-first-glance.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116539842171191103</id><published>2006-12-06T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T17:47:02.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i post tomorrow. (:&lt;br /&gt;sorry, fans! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116539842171191103?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116539842171191103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116539842171191103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116539842171191103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116539842171191103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-post-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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THEN DON'T ASSUME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN'T TELL? THEN DON'T ASSUME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN'T TELL? THEN DON'T ASSUME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN'T TELL? THEN DON'T ASSUME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN'T TELL? THEN DON'T ASSUME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN'T TELL? THEN DON'T ASSUME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN'T TELL? THEN DON'T ASSUME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN'T TELL? THEN DON'T ASSUME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN'T TELL? THEN DON'T ASSUME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN'T TELL? THEN DON'T ASSUME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN'T TELL? THEN DON'T ASSUME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN'T TELL? THEN DON'T ASSUME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN'T TELL? THEN DON'T ASSUME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haiz. i don't want. don't want. don't want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116531554715562517?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116531554715562517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116531554715562517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116531554715562517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116531554715562517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/big-throbbing-headache.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116531452189571110</id><published>2006-12-05T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T18:28:41.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my throat hurts la!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so darn pain. =x&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;i shall post nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;'cause i feel so nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really love gino. he is so damn handsome. and he as ah zhe is damn damn sweet and cute. abit ... gangster-ish, yes la. BUT helloooo? that's part of his appeal. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116531452189571110?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116531452189571110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116531452189571110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116531452189571110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116531452189571110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-throat-hurts-la-so-darn-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116531410527480207</id><published>2006-12-05T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T18:21:45.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cry... silently.&lt;br /&gt;i cry... inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;i cry... hopelessly.&lt;br /&gt;'cause i know i'll never breathe your love... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIZ.&lt;br /&gt;today training restarted. LOL. start at 9!!!! 2 rounds warm-up only. but i was feeling really bad. i think i'm gonna get a flu. my throat is soresoreSORE. then.. aiyahh. not feeling well correct liaos la. then like that lorhs. today mr seem so nice let us play game to "cool down" i think it's warm-up, mann. :D nothing de la. samya &amp; jedidah are in india. ya le is back. so yeahh. bea lost her handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back, watch my GINO in WEI XIAO PASTA. i love him, by the way. ;) and then bathed, slept for like half an hour. not so great though.. and then TUITION. blehhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition was ok la. slack slack de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousins not going japan with us le. ok lor. whatever. then umm, my other cousins and their parents and my grandmother and one of their husband to be and his mother coming tonight. altogether 8 people. WOW. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm, what else. went to fetch my aunt's maid. but she say she take taxi so we met her at my aunt's house. (: then nothing lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night very difficult to sleep. then i already say lorhs, if i fall asleep don't call. 'cause i don't wanna lie down there... so scared. BUT THEY GO AND CALL LA!!!! walao. then talk like what? 5 seconds? then say you go sleep la. !!!!!!!! GDL !!!!!! so meann can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throat really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got tuition tomorrow. maybe bowling. then library. my grandparents also going japan. so yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing muchh else. (:&lt;br /&gt;byebye. (:&lt;br /&gt;abit not happy today.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE THAT GUY LIAO LA! BUT I CAN'T STAND IT WHEN YOU STUUPID FRIENDS OF MINE DON'T KEEP YOUR PROMISES &amp; IGNORE ME. STUUUPIIDDDDD PEOPLE! WALAO. ANGRY LE LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just let me hold you while you're falling apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just let me hold you and we'll both fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fall on me, tell me everything you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call on me. i'll be there for you and you'll be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;forever it's you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116531410527480207?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116531410527480207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116531410527480207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116531410527480207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116531410527480207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116522475326299258</id><published>2006-12-04T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T17:32:34.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm depressed. AGAIN. (:&lt;br /&gt;heehee. i think i'm one of those rare weird people who will put a smiley face after truthfully announcing that they are depressed. ;)&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but i am. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they just left.&lt;br /&gt;i'm now very damn depressed and scared. we watched shutter just now. very... scary? the ghost like, so bloody. &gt;.&lt; i very scared. (: hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's official... i can't control my fingers. ;)&lt;br /&gt;or face. (:&lt;br /&gt;or else i'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;heeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JEALOUS LA!&lt;br /&gt;why else i depressed right?&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always jealous de.&lt;br /&gt;i abit weird de la.&lt;br /&gt;don't care me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;why luhhhhhh?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I abit pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;i can't concentrate on posting.&lt;br /&gt;i can't.&lt;br /&gt;i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna break down and crycrycryyyy.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;yuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. try to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm, this morning watch alot of wei xiao pasta.&lt;br /&gt;then ummmmm, wait for the others lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night talk to them lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;halfway my phone hang up on them can!&lt;br /&gt;then call back.&lt;br /&gt;but didi can't le.&lt;br /&gt;so then very messy la.&lt;br /&gt;they keep hang up, wait, call back...&lt;br /&gt;aiyahh, in the end, nan hang up first.&lt;br /&gt;then dion.&lt;br /&gt;last is TOOT.&lt;br /&gt;can liaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to them now. nan at TOOT house. yuhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored depressed. weird.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;yahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idon'twannagotrainingtomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;idon'twannadon'twannadon'twanna.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna cry.&lt;br /&gt;don't cry, lisa.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna stop posting now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116522475326299258?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116522475326299258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116522475326299258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116522475326299258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116522475326299258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/that-smile-on-your-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116521272706204628</id><published>2006-12-04T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T14:12:07.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry sorry. made mistake. (:&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly.. THIS is my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;300TH POST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2ndly, that time the codes for the post jumbled up so the blog abit got problem. BUT NOW, ok le. (: YAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The others are coming over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i don't feel so good. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116521272706204628?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116521272706204628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116521272706204628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116521272706204628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116521272706204628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/sorry-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116514183642402026</id><published>2006-12-03T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T14:09:08.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No no, no no.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need nobody.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone to take your place but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I have to post. again.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause i've just come back from bowling.&lt;br /&gt;BAD BAD BAD .. umm, 2 hours?&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh, bad 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly, my lucky star didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;2ndly, lesson started late.&lt;br /&gt;3rdly, i bowled sucky today.&lt;br /&gt;4thly, i got beaten by my idiot brother (who couldn't stop BRAGGING.)&lt;br /&gt;5thly, i got beaten by a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW BAD IS THAT?!&lt;br /&gt;RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;I had to go back to basics.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; IT WAS HORRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my mommaye has give permission for friends to be over tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; training resumes on tuesday. ack. sort of. i feel lazy le. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to this is how a heart breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"like an angry dream i was stranded. yeahh, i was stranded."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go do some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;just so y'all know... I'M EXTREMELY DEPRESSED TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are you always the cause of my smiles, laughter &amp;amp; &lt;s&gt;tears&lt;/s&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116514183642402026?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116514183642402026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116514183642402026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116514183642402026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116514183642402026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-no-no-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116511921067254275</id><published>2006-12-03T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T12:13:30.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i let you go, i will never know...&lt;br /&gt;what my life would be holding you close to me.&lt;br /&gt;will i ever see you smiling back at me.&lt;br /&gt;how will i know... if i let you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAN SIYIN OWES ME TESTIMONIALS.&lt;br /&gt;SO DOES DIONDRA&lt;br /&gt;AND XINAN.&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT SURE ABOUT TOOT.&lt;br /&gt;TOOT'S DEPENDS ON WHETHER OR NOT I SENT THE LAST TESTIMONIAL EXCHANGED. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO WAIT FOR FABIAN TO COME ONLINE THEN CAN GET HIS.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN ONCE IN A WHILE RANDOM PEOPLE WILL GIVE.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL NEED TO ACCEPT FOR NAN HER TESTIMONIALS.&lt;br /&gt;AND ACCEPT DIONDRA'S TESTIMONIALS TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, last night very the blur. siyin called at 10:30. but no one else has checked in.. YET. then she come &amp; threaten me say that she will call at 11:30 then if don't have at least two (other) people, i will die. D: then is like, i panicked. ;) not really. LOL. i go and call TOOT luhhhh. then sms nan. nan say she tired. and TOOT handphone no battery&amp; her house phone being used. then diondra's maid said that she was not to be disturbed. -.- anyway, i finally got through to TOOT's phone. and made it sound like an emergency. ;) then she called RIGHT away. ;) then i explained. and she said cheyy thought what! LOL. then at exactly 11:30 nan called. then siyin called at 11:31! LOL. so i told TOOT and nan to shut up. and asked susu to guess. then she said nan and dion. then TOOT laughed. and susu said nan and toot. but she of course said their real names. ;) then it was so weird. cos siyin said she heard nan's voice saying hello. and i "scolded" nan. ;) then it was so so so funnyyyy. cos it was actually TOOT who said hello. :D and then TOOT laughed again and nan was so indignant. ;D then later, we talktalkedtalkeddd. then dion called. OH YA, before nan called, i tried to ask didi to call. but he couldn't. so aiyahhhh. it MIGHT have been a good time to introduce. ;) sorta. (: anyways, then when dion called, it was abit blur. think she hung up a few times. and she got her guzheng liaos. then her mom played it. and she played it. and it was so noisy. LOL. talktalktalk then yin gotta hang up. ): then later, it was abit messy, people saying wait. then disappearing... and then like, all abit tired. ;D heh. aiyahh, in the end.. i don't know WHAT happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 5. yeahh, FIVE!!! A.M.!!!! RARGH. so tired. and dark. rawr. so i went back to sleep. my mom woke me up at don't know WHAT time. she lie on my bed and pokepokepoke me. walao. LOL. i just rolled over and swatted her. LOL. then chased her away and FELL ASLEEP AGAIN. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, had to drag my body out of bed 'cause like, i had to go out for breakfast. (btw, nan. at the xinmin there. ;)   ) yupps. then finish with breakfast went to the temple. (: just prayed for next year, thanked for this year and all. yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm at home.. lalala. and bored again. it's raining. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, they made plans to come over tomorrow. YAY. all three. but maybe TOOT not free. we'll check again. (:&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna watch SHUTTER. boo! yay yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think me and my brother ok liaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night's i not stupid nice lehhs. (:&lt;br /&gt;SHAWN SO CUTEEEEE! I LOVEEEE HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOWLING TODAY! WOOTS!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;HAPPYHAPPY. (:&lt;br /&gt;Wait, don't so happy... YET. (:&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY YAY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to wei ni zai huo yi tian AGAIN. (:&lt;br /&gt;loveee gino luhhs.&lt;br /&gt;very funny lehhs, this morning, i was showing my 'rents the pictures in my mp3. almost all is gino. ;D okok. maybe half or less? or more? LOL. then i show and show and show. then my dad complain. he say why the mp3 is they give me but don't have their pictures. so i said that i don't have their pictures in my computer. then, to prove that not all is gino, i show them the picture of us 4 (me, dion, TOOT &amp; nan.) LOL. then my mom laughed so loudd. (:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;It was soo funnyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, really LOUD.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we were like, in a coffeee shop?!?!?! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;it was really funny and a little embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still accepting diondra's testimonials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; in order to comply (is this the right word??????) to = ='s wishes.. i shall not click publish post.. YET. LOL. So there won't be too many posts. HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA, Yi Xiong will be back in singapore soon. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;he dropped an email.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala, listening to if you come back. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charging my mp3.&lt;br /&gt;the samsung one.&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me..&lt;br /&gt;i have to touch my iriver again luhhh. :i'm abandoning it.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sad and guilty.&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;over an mp3?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at blogskins.&lt;br /&gt;don't think i will change yet though..&lt;br /&gt;now i have damn weird like, ummmmmm.... criteria.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;must look nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;thenavigation area must be big enough to fit a video &amp; my blog URL. ;)&lt;br /&gt;and the divider MUST go straight down. ;)&lt;br /&gt;must be able to view in BOTH mozilla &amp; IE but more importantly, IE.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, right???&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to everything you want.&lt;br /&gt;what the.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that actually, i'm addicted to mp3.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;sort of.&lt;br /&gt;music la.&lt;br /&gt;when i bowl, i need my mp3.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;'cause if not i can't concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am everything you want, i am everything you need, i am everything inside of you that you wish you could be. i say all the right things at exactly the right times but i mean nothing to you and i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i loveee this songeee.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to when you say nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;ronan keating.&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you drown out the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try as they may, they can NEVER define.. what's being shared between your heart and mine. (:&lt;br /&gt;loveloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is kind of.. not the pop type. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but i kinda loveee it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that smile on your face; the truth in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;the touch of your hand lets me know that you need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;so romantic.. this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i read killing britney.&lt;br /&gt;very nice lehhs.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;did she mean to kill all those people?&lt;br /&gt;or did she really not know?&lt;br /&gt;i mean, the last part, she tell the nick guy that she "almost never made a mistake" and that she was "always in control".&lt;br /&gt;hrmmms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to i do cherish you.&lt;br /&gt;i love this song too.&lt;br /&gt;veryvery romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the depths of my soul, it's beyond my control... i've waited so long to say this to you, "if you're asking do i love you this much, i do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;98 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think i'm falling for you all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116511921067254275?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116511921067254275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116511921067254275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116511921067254275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116511921067254275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-i-let-you-go-i-will-never-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116506409426135803</id><published>2006-12-02T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T20:54:54.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HATE MY STUPID ARSE OF A BROTHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116506409426135803?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116506409426135803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116506409426135803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116506409426135803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116506409426135803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-hate-my-stupid-arse-of-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116506394390521664</id><published>2006-12-02T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T20:52:23.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what would you say if i told you that i tried just for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyohh, i very long never see him; talk to him le. then he, like, changed alot. hahas. for the better? i don't know lorhs. x) weirdweird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, my brother is talking to a girl. haiz. times have changed. ;) he talks to girls the whole day can! &amp; still he tells me he hates girls. oh wow. never seen such a bad liar. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna finish the testimonial thingy BY TODAY. &amp; i STILL owe TOOT a testimonial. HAIZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird luhh.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna post about...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna post about....&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but can't luhh. so saddsaddsadd. ):&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOOT says i'm weird 'cause there was a testimonial, i said i was sad. then i put a sad face. but next to it, i put a smiley face. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has no right to think i'm weird. ;)&lt;br /&gt;yay yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;chat tonight!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116506394390521664?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116506394390521664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116506394390521664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116506394390521664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116506394390521664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-would-you-say-if-i-told-you-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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-30510630.post-116506282579625503</id><published>2006-12-02T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T20:33:45.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't think i'll ever stop loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. bored again. online again. weird again.&lt;br /&gt;again again.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm psycho. ;)&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. so bored. so out of my mind. plus together, so bored out of my mind. ;D&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW GOT BOWLING!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;hopehope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just found out that next week, i can't go training. either track&amp;field de or taekwondo de. boooo. ): LOL. I'll be in Malaysia. WHEEEEE!!! sort of. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, also found out it might just be a one day trip. &gt;.&lt; blehhx. WHO does that?! Us, apparently. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. lalala. siyin calling tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get to see shawn lee tonight... why? 'cause we're dating. ;) no luhhh. =\ i not stupid 2 is on tonight. ;) YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder who will call tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;table tennis was... funn? (:  i think i've improved. :D so happy!!!! wheeewheeeewheeeee. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, abit high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kah eng so poor thing. these few days abit down. haiz. that's why today she abit pissy-pissy de. keep snapping at the poor green belts. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you notice a pattern in this post?&lt;br /&gt;nope?&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S 'CAUSE I'M BEING RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tooooo many smiley faces. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr. need to accept testimos. &amp; send one or two. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao, fans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30510630-116506282579625503?l=fantasynthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116506282579625503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30510630&amp;postID=116506282579625503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116506282579625503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30510630/posts/default/116506282579625503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasynthesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-think-ill-ever-stop-loving-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Oon Yi Teng Lisa</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></feed>
