<?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-4351137843312502575</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:40:08.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sherylynnnnnn.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-58755974051327401</id><published>2008-12-26T23:02:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:51:11.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kissnsell.wordpress.com"&gt;maybe over @ wordpress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kissnsell.wordpress.com"&gt;maybe over @ wordpress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kissnsell.wordpress.com"&gt;maybe over @ wordpress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need a break from blogger.&lt;br /&gt;new blog over @ wordpress. hover above the 'maybe over @ wordpress' and click to b directed to new blog. entries may be protected, meaning relevant to myself, and myself only.&lt;br /&gt;gdbye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-58755974051327401?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/58755974051327401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=58755974051327401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/58755974051327401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/58755974051327401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/12/maybe-over-wordpress-maybe-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-2092241140629255336</id><published>2008-12-21T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:34:57.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm Malaysia isn't all that bad right now. I mean if there's a decent wireless connection here it's quite alright considering there's such a thing called Websms hee.&lt;br /&gt;So homework dates with selina have been successful (-: we're left w only ss(don't have the books w me so whtvr) and chinese(I think I lost the paper heh heh) Planning to watch Twilight on Tues w her yay!! Not rlly crazy abt the show but just the thot of getting out of the house excites me. &lt;br /&gt;Kay so today was okay I guess. Made brownies w mummy and she was like yayyy we learnt something new!! Hahahaa the brownies are super super nice and right now I'm eating some yumm. Right-next-door neighbours came home today and I'm using their wireless how awesome!! I can actually download maple now at a faster rate than when I'm in my sg home!!&lt;br /&gt;Can't w8 4 christmas!!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-2092241140629255336?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2092241140629255336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=2092241140629255336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/2092241140629255336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/2092241140629255336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/12/hmmm-malaysia-isnt-all-that-bad-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-7100321039233067206</id><published>2008-12-16T14:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T12:17:37.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Homework homework homework. &lt;br /&gt;Met selina(!!) @ Novena, then went to plazasing to do work. Lunch @ BK first then starbucks for homework.&lt;br /&gt;Cold storage to look for selina's prezzies and then I went off. Oh, and we bumped into rasey girlf.! (-:&lt;br /&gt;Realise that I still have textbook homework n 14 pages of chem!! Wtfff holidays=OT frm school -_____-&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling v v retarded now. Staying at home the whole day and lying in bed. I only get up to eat/go to the toilet. I want a job but its far too late now grrr )-: And I actually want training to go on pffft. I want school to start sighhh. &lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming soon!! And mum's birthday is this thurs can everything just hurry hurry pass by!! )-:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-7100321039233067206?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7100321039233067206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=7100321039233067206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7100321039233067206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7100321039233067206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/12/homework-homework-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-7110242409657016137</id><published>2008-12-13T17:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:55:43.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pfft sooo not in the mood right now bcause my stupid brother left the house w all the moolah with him. To think that he could also assume tht 50 bucks was for him only!! Best brother award pls.&lt;br /&gt;Tho my room's cleaner n everything, I found it super duper hard to sleep last night. My brother was amused @ the sight of me tossing n turning. I told him I couldn't find a comfortable position yes he had to slp in my room last night bcause his room stank n he had nowhere else to slp.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning to terrible singing @ my void deck yes it was that loud, apparently there's a wedding dwnstairs pfffffft.&lt;br /&gt;I had totally nothing to do alr n thanks to the lack of money I had to stay @ home n wait fr my brother. I called him up but nooo, he didn't answer/return my calls. K thankfully mumsey hid money elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;I've been playng this caveman game on gameboy color(yes I know it's so 10 yrs ago) n quadrapop on my hp. Ideal weekend -____________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note:&lt;br /&gt;Mummy's bday coming in &lt;strong&gt;5 days&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Study date w Selina on mon/tues!! (:(:(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-7110242409657016137?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7110242409657016137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=7110242409657016137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7110242409657016137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7110242409657016137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/12/pfft-sooo-not-in-mood-right-now-bcause.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-8336991867993791226</id><published>2008-12-12T15:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:02:44.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Who is in your featured friends on friendster now?&lt;br /&gt;1. Joey&lt;br /&gt;2. Selina&lt;br /&gt;3. Lynette&lt;br /&gt;4. Delfina&lt;br /&gt;5. Rhys&lt;br /&gt;6. Jiaen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever danced with no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;(Lynette) Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where did you first meet no. 2 ?&lt;br /&gt;(Selina) Skewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever got drunk with no. 1?&lt;br /&gt;(Joey) Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is no. 4 pretty?&lt;br /&gt;(Delfina) Yep. (-:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever slept in no. 3's room?&lt;br /&gt;(Lynette) Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have no. 2 ever seen you cry ?&lt;br /&gt;(Selina) Yep, laugh till we cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever went shopping with no. 5 ?&lt;br /&gt;(Rhys) Nope, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have no. 3 ever seen you wear swimsuit ?&lt;br /&gt;(Lynette) No!! And never!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What do you call no. 5 ?&lt;br /&gt;(Rhys) Girlfriend. I think @ one point, rhysy-poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you ever went into no. 2's house ?&lt;br /&gt;(Selina) Yep!! Cookies!!! Lublub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you ever fought with no. 4 ?&lt;br /&gt;(Delfina) Nope. (-:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When is the last time you've seen no. 1?&lt;br /&gt;(Joey) Very, very long ago. To me, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. When is the last time you shopped with no. 3 ?&lt;br /&gt;(Lynette) Never actually. We only go 2 church 2gether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you in the same school as no. 2 ?&lt;br /&gt;(Selina) Yep!! And hopefully same class nxt yr (-:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is no. 3's full name ?&lt;br /&gt;(Lynette) Lynette Ong (Insert chinese name.) Idk ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What's no. 4's mother's name ?&lt;br /&gt;(Delfina) I don't know. Why shd I knw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you call no. 4 ?&lt;br /&gt;(Delfina) (Picture drawing) Buddy! (-:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.20. Do you love no. 2 ?&lt;br /&gt;(Selina) WITH ALL ME HEART W0RHSZXSZ. &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you ever asked money from no. 1 ?&lt;br /&gt;(Joey) Yeaaaaah. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Is no. 6 good to you ?&lt;br /&gt;(Jiaen) Yep, but she keeps bugging me eh. I WILL ASK YOU OUT KAY LUV. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is no. 2's father's name ?&lt;br /&gt;(Selina) OMGGG I KNOW! Pokok Prasetyo. Steady k! (-:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is no. 1 attached ?&lt;br /&gt;(Joey) I think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who is no. 3 to you ?&lt;br /&gt;(Lynette) My luv! (-:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. No. 1's favourite thing to do ?&lt;br /&gt;(Joey) Idk. Soccer. Hahahahhaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is no. 5 good to you ?&lt;br /&gt;(Rhys) Yeah, I'm her boyf.!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever lied to no. 1 ?&lt;br /&gt;(Joey) Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay enough of that. I was just bored.&lt;br /&gt;My room's done yay yay yay!! Dad says it looks like a bridal shop oh well it's nice to me (-: Come on k, tell me who painted the room(me)!!&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee I think we're gg 2 m'sia tmr instead of 2day yay.&lt;br /&gt;Selina hun we need to meet up v v v soon to do homework k!! (-:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-8336991867993791226?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8336991867993791226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=8336991867993791226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/8336991867993791226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/8336991867993791226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-8532874525963960986</id><published>2008-12-11T23:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:56:45.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Temp. skin, deal with it 4 a while k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days hv been v v v v v tiresome, what with all the painting gg on in the house. Usual routine - get up, wash up, paint paint paint. Dinner @ 10 plus. Today's the worst. Had to paint my rm by myself. Thanxxxxx dad 4 clearing my room first.&lt;br /&gt;K had training 2day: Boring/weird bcause Rhys and Beatrice didn't come. Both away on holiday mmhp ): Me and Rasey were left alone with only 3? 4? other sec 2s. Met Selina @ novena 4 lunch aft training. Yay study date tgt soon (-:&lt;br /&gt;Had to rush home to paint, agn. Past 2 days hv been awfully weird. I haven't left my phone to rot on my table 4 more thn 1 hour 4 so long!! Thanks to someone who's away @ camp hahahahh kay not blaming you.&lt;br /&gt;And agn, thanks dad 4 letting me skip training 2morro. Been so long since you let me miss training (-:&lt;br /&gt;Paint more agn tmr!! Plus clearing up. )-:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Missyoux129879287124000000000 hunnn )))))):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-8532874525963960986?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8532874525963960986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=8532874525963960986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/8532874525963960986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/8532874525963960986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/12/temp.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-7107253337366680495</id><published>2008-12-06T17:07:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:01:59.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only pointed to you, you'll know who you are. (-:&lt;br /&gt;Just because you've reduced the size of something doesn't mean that no one can see it. I&lt;br /&gt;knw many things you've said is directed twrds me, and I really, honestly, don't give a flying sh!t about it.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to talk rot about me, please, do so in a way that everyone knows abt it, especially me.&lt;br /&gt;All that big talk abt you being a 'true friend' is just sh!t. Talk abt me being all 'keeping-things-frm-you' is just another one of your ways to get out of something you don't want to be blamed about/just something you want to find against me.&lt;br /&gt;I've never b!tched abt you to any of my good friends, or our good friends. Not even my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypocrite ; a person who professes beliefs and opinions that he or she does not hold in order to conceal his or her real feelings or motives Here's your definition, okay? Read it and undrstand it. I thot you would know better than to talk abt me to someone who doesn't know me as well as you do. No offence to tht person, she's done nothing wrong. But you? Thnkz for that message you sent out. I'm not being sarcastic at all. Really. If I didn't receive that message, I wouldn't have known what a great dissembler(look in your mirror and you'll get the immediate definition of this word (-:) you really are. You wouldn't want to look thru the dictionary bcause it would simply waste your precious time, when you can actually go ruin other people's lives! (-:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Dears'. What does this actually mean to you? Do you actually mean it? I mean, after consecutively lying to me when you said you haven't, can I actually blieve what you say? After accusising me of being the one who apparently, has been the one 'keeping things frm you' and 'not spending enuf time with you', you tell me now, who's the one keeping things frm who? I can take the blame of not spending enuf time with you, but with reasons. You should know I'm busy sometimes. But do you have a reason(s) as to why you've kept things frm me? Not only tht, you even bkstabbed me. Thanks, really, after what I've put up wih just to remain friends with you. I've been thru shitloads of crap just to be able to talk to you, and I've always been the one who apologises. Blame me for being egoistical/bitchy, but just think: who's always the one wanting to find ways to save our friendship. Pity: not really what I want frm you. I don't want anything from you honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I shall quote. It's fun. :D (I'm assuming all these are pointed twrds me, maybe because of the freakishly small fonts(that just happens to attract even more attention), how weirdly these quotes relate to our situation, and how all these small fonts start to roll in right after we fought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when.....&lt;br /&gt;friday, november 7th, 2008(10:55pm):&lt;strong&gt;ps, i saw you in the bus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit that I might've seen you in the bus. I didn't take another look. I sat right in front so I couldn't have just turned back and look, bcause it's embarrassing. I undrstnd if you don't approach me in the bus. But after you and I alighted, I was the one who stopped a little to look 4 you. You even said you didn't see me in the bus, when you obviously did thnkz to your quote (-: Small thing, just lie it away, no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;sunday, november 9th, 2008(11:22pm):&lt;strong&gt;everyone needs a break, so do we.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we need a break. Perhaps a long one where we never talk to each other again? Go figure (-:&lt;br /&gt;lastly,&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, december 3rd, 2008(10:15pm):&lt;strong&gt;i miss (yadaaa yadaa), not forgetting, my dearssssss! :D minus 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Size reduced, doesn't mean it's illegible. Okay maybe it's spposed to b those type of sentences/little words where you want it to appear not legible, but you actually want more people to read it. You've succeeded in leading me to read it. Thnkz! (-:&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, who was it who brought you &amp;amp; the dears together. Whatever it is I don't really care if you miss me or not bcause I really don't care! (-:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact #1: I don't like you now.&lt;br /&gt;Fact #2: I do not, 1012870193490123124912473710000% miss you at all.&lt;br /&gt;Fact #3: I don't really give a damn abt what you think abt me.&lt;br /&gt;Fact #4: I do not know why I'm wasting time typing all this out. Blame boring Msia.&lt;br /&gt;Fact #5: I don't intend to give in and apologise.&lt;br /&gt;Fact #6: I do not like the fact that you go around telling all your friends abt your fights w me.&lt;br /&gt;Fact #7(I'm stopping here bcause it's my fav. num. (-:): They say secondary school life is much better, and that secondary school friends are the ones that last. I truly blieve in that now. (-:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I think I've accumilated an OCB of painting my nails and now it's hotpink lol.&lt;br /&gt;Coach will not be back till next year bcause he'll b in india to take care of his son. Heard that he's recovering tho. (-:&lt;br /&gt;Last two trainings: Thurs, Friday. 8)&lt;br /&gt;In Msia now and we have wireless! (-: Neighbours agreed to share it with us yay! Cousin came just now and left to shop.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait 4 mon(!!) Bolt with huns!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I SMELL DINNER 8)&lt;br /&gt;PPS I MISS SCHOOL(!!)&lt;br /&gt;PPPS I MISS HUN(S) )-:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-7107253337366680495?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7107253337366680495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=7107253337366680495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7107253337366680495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7107253337366680495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/12/only-pointed-to-you-youll-know-who-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-7594426433311908281</id><published>2008-12-05T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:08:37.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'd rather not, right now.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe sometime soon, I'll write a full essay right here.&lt;br /&gt;(-:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-7594426433311908281?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7594426433311908281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=7594426433311908281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7594426433311908281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7594426433311908281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/12/id-rather-not-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-3323549235083935361</id><published>2008-11-28T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:13:47.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Training today: Smelly.&lt;br /&gt;8 rounds for warm-up(fast). Tiring ttm. But felt very accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;Coach didn't come. Apparently, his son landed in hospital b'cuz he was involved in an accident. So coach flewwwww home.&lt;br /&gt;4vs2 and it was super slack. Mr Ng gave up and told us to play little games instead.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for team mate's games to finish up so that we could play.&lt;br /&gt;Rhys Rasey Me Caryl. - Position that we were in.&lt;br /&gt;Rhys and Rasey were talking about something. Japan I think? And I was just staring at the people playing. Then, suddenly there was something that seemed like passing rain. Rasey was like 'Wa! Raining leh!' Then I was laughing. I looked at Caryl's shirt and realised that the rain was green. I WAS LIKE, WTF! SINCE WHEN WAS RAIN GREEN?!?!?!! !@#&amp;amp;!@&lt;br /&gt;I screamed, Rasey screamed. I finally had the thot of running to the toilet. I was screaming all the way and washed off everything. Wtf, worst experience. Basketball b'cuz the matches were also going nowhere. Home after that b'cuz I couldn't stand the shit anymore(!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Training's the shitz. -_-&lt;br /&gt;I hate birds(!!) ty for making me feel fizzling awful today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was btr tho. Met Selina wuvvvvvv(!!) after quite long. Being the boyf. I went down to Novena to meet her. Pastamania and we were full like :-)&lt;br /&gt;Down to Orchard and Selina was looking for stuff. SAW GIRLF. ON THE WAY TOO! ;-) Scandaloussss.&lt;br /&gt;Wisma &gt; Taka. Then Selina wanted something from PullandBear and I was like, isn't the Vivo outlet bigger? So we went to Vivo. Looked around and headed to Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's to rest p.s I don't like lians :-( Teehee racerback with Selinaa. 8)&lt;br /&gt;Home and bought dinner for brother(!!) See!&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep now, I'm super tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-3323549235083935361?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3323549235083935361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=3323549235083935361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/3323549235083935361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/3323549235083935361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/training-today-smelly.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-3495735038124151007</id><published>2008-11-24T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:15:55.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weekends were alright.&lt;br /&gt;Left for M'sia after friendly with STC, and picked Avlyn from her block. Was having the worst headache ever since I was hit by a hockey stick. Slept all the way to M'sian house.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up feeling 100x better, and watched movies with Avlyn 8)&lt;br /&gt;Left for dinner, went to gofather's house, then back home. Waited for the rest to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;Slept after waiting on the wireless to be turned on again after being turned off. Had heat2heart talk with Avlyn 8)&lt;br /&gt;Woke up last by stupid tickling monster(Avlyn) and had brunch. Super full, and then they had lunch. Wtfffffffff, luckily I skipped lunch.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the rest arrived and we got ready for bbq 8)&lt;br /&gt;People who were supposed to turn up turned up, and godfather was surprised. Cake was de best and it was finished within 2 mins. Yumz.&lt;br /&gt;Mjed, cards, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early to realise the guys mved up to the room I was in and then  I went back to sleep. Last to wake up again, had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Lazed around the whole day while the ladies(older ones) cleaned up the place.&lt;br /&gt;Others left without my family for shopping and we joined them @ around 7 plus. Brother successfully drived out to the main road and he passed(to me, at least). I can't wait to be sweeeeet 18! ):&lt;br /&gt;Had seafood 4 dinner and left for S'pore ohh yess yess yessss! Had qt a terrible jam but was entertained.&lt;br /&gt;Hm I can't wait to sleep. My insomnia seemed to have disappeared in a poof. 8)))))&lt;br /&gt;Trng tmr! Match @ CCAB after that. (?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-3495735038124151007?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3495735038124151007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=3495735038124151007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/3495735038124151007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/3495735038124151007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/weekends-were-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-3513674727859750526</id><published>2008-11-20T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:03:30.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate it when people say they're something bad(eg fat/stupid/ugly) when they're so totally the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;Mmph. Kay whtvr, training on Wed. was okay, coach wasn't there with us @ Delta so we had to organise everything by ourselves(okay with the help of Mr Ng.) Daidi before game and I swear I suck @ it.&lt;br /&gt;Played with RJC. C Div went first(meaning our sec 1s) and they did well. Had chances @ goal which was good. 0-0 by the end of first half.&lt;br /&gt;Then, our sec 3s had to play with us, meaning the sec 2s. I thot we were only playing against them, but we weren't. Sec 2s lost to sec 3s but we weren't sad, we knew they were going to win. (Thnkz beat. for telling everyone the secret that 'psssst pssst! We're gna lose')(HAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;Then second half with RJC cont'd with our B Div playing. Rhys, beat., rasey and me were also included in the match which was a big nono(only to me). I personally did not want to embarrass myself in front of the sec 4s, but luckily I only played like 10 mins of the game hee hee hee. 8) Won 5-1. I nearly lost orange bwl to rasey.&lt;br /&gt;RJC people are nice. One girl was about to shake my hand and she was like 'nice nails hahahaa'. :-)&lt;br /&gt;My room's sparkly yayyyy. Thanks to 2 hours of non-stop cleaning and sorting out. Mummy rewarded me with 10 buckz 8)&lt;br /&gt;Training tmrw @ CCAB with match with STC(again) due to Monday's stupid weather.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm recovering. I have been successfully getting tired @ night. 8)&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, M'sia frm Fri. till Sunday. Bbq @ my place to celebrate goddad's belated bday 8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-3513674727859750526?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3513674727859750526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=3513674727859750526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/3513674727859750526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/3513674727859750526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-hate-it-when-people-say-theyre.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-589568605533334760</id><published>2008-11-18T02:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T02:56:27.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd post b'cuz I feel like it and also partly b'cuz I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;Time: 2:44AM&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it about time I fell asleep? Guess not. I'm really being a big, irritating insomniac and I don't like it one bit. Tho I have nothing to do, I stay up really late, (3 - 6 AM) doing absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Just looked thru my past posts, and I realised that I was a very stressed up person. Every post had something to do with work and it's really annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Wellwellwell. I have nth to post about so byebye. 8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-589568605533334760?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/589568605533334760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=589568605533334760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/589568605533334760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/589568605533334760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/2nd-post-bcuz-i-feel-like-it-and-also.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-1675521079654802288</id><published>2008-11-17T21:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:44:56.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Training today was @ CCAB which was good in a way that I had a direct bus there. Oooh we played with STC, which turned out okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really disappointed in myself tho. I think it was the 'anxiety'. Playing with the B 'Div came as a huge hit to me. Well. Can't imagine being called Sec3s, can we? It's just that awkward. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, weather was PMS-ing badly, and it was really annoying. Had to wait quite long for the rain to sort of stop.&lt;br /&gt;Here and there, lunch, and reached home. Really was in need of a good 30min-long-bath but was greeted with a locked door. Had to wait till mum comes home, so I logged on. Mj-ed for a little while but halfway realised that my eyelids were gtting heavier &amp;amp; heavier.&lt;br /&gt;Settled for a short nap, but was awakened by mummy's phone call. Wanted to have dinner @ CCK but I was being a bitchy, lazy person. Mum told me that the room key was hidden, and told me where to find it. I was like omg ?!@?!?##?!!! I was kept dirty for nth.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was still too lazy to get up, so I slept some more. Mum came back and screamed @ the sight of me lying on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I was dead, just the sight of me sleeping, and having not taken a shower.&lt;br /&gt;She suggested to have dinner first, and I agreed groggily. Had dinner, came home and finally took a nice bath.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored now, and I can't wait to sleep tonight, b'cuz I don't need to wake up early tmr 8)&lt;br /&gt;And yessssssssss! My pimple shrunk which is dangggg it great! I luvv dad and mummy. Dad more b'cuz of his better knowledge about pimples. (HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH) (!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training on Wed, against RJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The joy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-1675521079654802288?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1675521079654802288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=1675521079654802288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/1675521079654802288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/1675521079654802288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/training-today-was-ccab-which-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-5934658200597651334</id><published>2008-11-15T22:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:21:23.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In Malaysia, again. Sadly.&lt;br /&gt;I've been coming here, without fail for ever week.&lt;br /&gt;Pops! Can I please have a break (!!) Or at least, only drag me here on alternate weeks. Pleaseeeeeeeeee, I'm begging you! ): Pleasepleaseplease. I won't do anything bad in Singapore! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had dinner @ neighbour's place. Invited us over so we went. Dinner was very light, wasn't hungry anyway. Didn't really really eat today actually. Parents are still at neighbour's place, I'm being anti-social and staying at home.&lt;br /&gt;Before that, went to watch Madagascar 2. Funny show, seemed short, but have to watch the first movie before watching this one.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm bored now ): Hahahahhaaaaa my parents just found out that it's my neighbour's birthday today, that's why they were invited over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired, and really bored.&lt;br /&gt;Hope daddy can give me a break from M'sia ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-5934658200597651334?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5934658200597651334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=5934658200597651334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/5934658200597651334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/5934658200597651334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-malaysia-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-1886040163536200713</id><published>2008-11-13T23:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:29:57.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RgO3i6nxOX8/SRxHzgbxSxI/AAAAAAAAANk/WJHGh0o5VL4/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268164614321949458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RgO3i6nxOX8/SRxHzgbxSxI/AAAAAAAAANk/WJHGh0o5VL4/s320/birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks, Leslayyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Kay training so far, is alright. It's been raining these few days and I think it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;Training today mostly on hitting, b'cuz the other sports groups were not there. Yepp, a Thursday and we were actually training. B'cuz of the Breathe event, someone found out that the Sec3s and 1s didn't train when we were at the event, so we had to do a make-up.&lt;br /&gt;Monday's training was wasted, b'cuz it was raining like, heavily, and the lightning alert lasted till 5:50p.m. Training ended at 6, so we had team bonding instead. We actually did warmups!&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever. Err, met Selina wubb wubb today, and Beatrice, Rasey, Mackie and Stacey had to suspect something that was totally untrue.&lt;br /&gt;Sec4s' O's officially ended today, and AMKHub was swarmed with Smurfs. (Thanks hunn) HAHAAA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, died in bed after lunch b'cuz 7:30a.m. is far too early for me. Don't know how I'm gna wake up for school tmr, b'cuz I won't be able to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;And daaaaaaaaaangz! Fizzle my dizzle. I have a f*king huge pimple on my forehead that does not look like a pimple. (??) Okay it does, but it looks mutated. This is, by far, the biggest pimple I have ever gotten plastered onto my forehead, and of course, the last. &gt;:((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, how poser-ish and annoying can you actually get?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-1886040163536200713?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1886040163536200713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=1886040163536200713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/1886040163536200713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/1886040163536200713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanks-leslayyyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RgO3i6nxOX8/SRxHzgbxSxI/AAAAAAAAANk/WJHGh0o5VL4/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-2183011141783118034</id><published>2008-11-08T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:12:39.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So not, so not, so not, so not going to brood over it.&lt;br /&gt;Breathe event today. Met Rhys @ YCK. Didn't really recognise her because of her pig tails and bangs. Seriously looked kiddy. Hahhahaa. 265 to school.&lt;br /&gt;Stacey, Macki, E-Sean, Yvonne and Daphne soon came. Stacey, once again without fail, took out her cards and we started being lame. (NPCC and Netballers also took part in the event)&lt;br /&gt;Soon the Netballers also played with us, and it was kindof fun. The 'Pig' game was best. Even though I was the only one to reach level 3, it was funny seeing other people trying to get people to talk to them. Heh heh heh 8)&lt;br /&gt;Bus soon came, and we cont'd on the bus. Stupid event was stupid, because all the dang vacancies were taken up, and we had nothing to do. Went to Esplanade, and played at Roof Terrace, again. 3 Netballers also came up to play with us 8)&lt;br /&gt;Selina's desperate tries to make people talk to her were dang it funny. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Had to runnnnnnnnn all the way back to the Padang b'cuz Elisa got a call and "Uncle Jega" wanted us back heeeheee. Breathless, at Breathe event (Ohmygod I'm trying to crack jokes so laugh, okay?). Okay. Electrico was there, but we missed Nat Ho ):&lt;br /&gt;Left with Selina, Rhys, Stacey, E-Sean, Macki, Yvonne and Daph to City Hall int. Selina had to go to the toilet, then I met Leslie with her to go to Novena 8)&lt;br /&gt;Bought dododododonuts, and I was talking non-stop all the way. Me wuvv MRTs. 8)&lt;br /&gt;Adam Road for dinner with cuz, family and mummy.&lt;br /&gt;Dad came and picked us up, went home, washed up, and left for M'sia.&lt;br /&gt;YOU OWE ME 10 BUCKS, YOU OWE ME ANOTHER 7.50.&lt;br /&gt;Yessssss I rock at finding stuff! DON'T EVER EVER SAY I'M BLIND EVER AGAIN! 8)&lt;br /&gt;Underestimate smalleyez.&lt;br /&gt;Movie tomorrow(today) with cuzzie! Yayyyyyy 8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-2183011141783118034?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2183011141783118034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=2183011141783118034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/2183011141783118034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/2183011141783118034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-not-so-not-so-not-so-not-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-954720629983037764</id><published>2008-11-06T19:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:26:38.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Very lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;(Delete, or not to delete?)&lt;br /&gt;Orchard today with Selinaaaaa yay. Her iPod was screwed, but she's getting a brand new one. Jealous much.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, training's been alright. Suspicious: Coach's on and off arm in a sling. On alternate trainings, it's on. And then it's off again.&lt;br /&gt;No training tomorrow, because of the Breathe event thing.&lt;br /&gt;Worst muscle ache ever. ):&lt;br /&gt;And I feel dang, super bad for hitting ShiTing's thigh with the ball. I'm soooo sorry, really. Seeing her walk with super much trouble, like she can't even walk, makes me feel damn bad.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, no more hitting with strength. 8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-954720629983037764?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/954720629983037764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=954720629983037764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/954720629983037764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/954720629983037764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/very-lazy-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-1721874096191701386</id><published>2008-11-01T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:04:44.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Haha, Hunnnn was here, hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-1721874096191701386?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1721874096191701386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=1721874096191701386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/1721874096191701386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/1721874096191701386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha-hunnnn-was-here-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-1824774745463949424</id><published>2008-11-01T02:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:27:42.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yep, 2:05a.m. now and I'm still awake, dead beat but still coming on to blog.&lt;br /&gt;I really think I need my own laptop now. I definitely prefer cuddling up in my bed with a laptop on my, well, lap, to just sitting outside in the 'study' room all alone in the dark (with butt aches, blive it or not).&lt;br /&gt;Soo, training today(yesterday) was okay. Was quite fun I guess. I feel that training without the Sec3s are much more fun(no offence) b'cuz the pressure's off me when doing drills. With them it seems as if everyone's there to judge you. Well whatever, I don't mind having them around still.&lt;br /&gt;Father picked me up after training, which is so great b'cuz I don't have to drag myself to PA or worse, home.&lt;br /&gt;Came home and had a nice date with my herbal essences 8)&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Leslie's call to leave for Night Safari.&lt;br /&gt;When he called, I wasn't in the right mood. I was moodswinging ttmz. Really. But eventually cheered up.&lt;br /&gt;Reached and walked around with Leslie for awhile to check out what's interesting. Quite a few ghosts/ghouls hanging around. And Leslie found this girl pretty, which was kindof weird, cuz she looked quite unpleasant to me. Hahahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner @ Bongo Burgers. So filled up. Brother got dizzcountzz 8)&lt;br /&gt;Went for Halloween Tram Ride. Omgz the queue was so so so loooooooong. I was actually convinced to just skip it, but I told myself that it's not everyday that I go to the Night Safari so what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;Parents, Leslie and I queued for around 1 hour plus, and eventually got to sit on the Tram Ride. And while queueing up, there was this particular guy who was dressed up in what appeared to be his mother's Chinese New Year clothes and he had on this wig that he combed quite frequently. He scared the pants offa me and I nearly died. He was the most successful in scaring people, I swear. When he came close to me I'd already scream and hide behind my father and Leslie. The guy's quite cute tho, the way he acted and stuff. Hahahah funny yet scary guy. (Plus we were surrounded by weird, annoying people)&lt;br /&gt;Kay whtvr, people on the same ride as us were quite enthu about it, so, great. Hahhaha beginning part was all about the animals. Commentator should srzly pronounce stuff better, b'cuz half the things he said were almost not understandable.&lt;br /&gt;Later part of the Ride was quite interesting. Okay maybe not for Leslie b'cuz I was practically screaming into his ear.&lt;br /&gt;Kay so I saw my mum holding onto my father's arm. (HEH HEH DON'T THINK I DIDN'T SEE THAT. SCANDALOUSSSSSSSSSS.) And then I had a bad feeling about it. My mum grabbed onto me also, and I eventually grabbed Leslie's arm. Hahhaa, at first it was his leg but he found it too ticklish. Uhhh okay so there were SOME scary parts. Esp. when the people climbed onto the tram. I swear I could've just burst Leslie's eardrums with my irritating screams. I never screamed out of fear so much in my entire life before.&lt;br /&gt;Omgz so okay after the tram ride we went to Ben&amp;amp;Jerrys to grab a Milkshake to go. Milkshake was gooood 8) But Leslie left his to me b'cuz he found it too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;I knew what he meant when I came back home with a throbbing headache and puked it all out in the toilet. Omgz I swear I should take in stuff slower next time.&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh Malaysia tmr, but I'm not really very bummed about it, b'cuz I feel like eating Malaysian food. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Awarded wordiest post ever**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-1824774745463949424?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1824774745463949424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=1824774745463949424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/1824774745463949424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/1824774745463949424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/11/yep-205a.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-3683733163528219286</id><published>2008-10-27T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:29:55.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Calvin's wedding, just on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Missed training and went to M'sia on Friday afternoon. Slept till others arrived in the evening, and more arrived at around 8. Confetti all around the house, plus the noise was almost uncontrollable. Dinner at 8 plus(?) Slept at around 3 plus. Sleep that night was hor-ri-ble. Blow up bed made a lot of noise, plus my brother kept kicking the bed, and plus, my father was snoring away zzz.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 11 plus. Breakfast was (nothing). When nearing 2, everything was havoc. Hahah, running here and there, where's this where's that. Anyway, my hair was not listening (as usual).&lt;br /&gt;Wedding at church wasn't in chaos. Not a lot of people came, and I realised that they don't dress up a whole lot. Many people said I looked exactly (ew) like my mum. Wtfz, so not omgz. Anyway, brother Justin did the reading and when he bowed to the altar I thought he missed a step and was about to fall. Hahha whatever, after that we went to the hotel (which had reception yay) and checked in. We checked in late, but the rooms were not ready yet, wtf. Very efficient.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, late lunch after that (walked o-kay).&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh right, I have &lt;i&gt;Ang-Moh&lt;/i&gt; cuzzies! 8-)&lt;br /&gt;Back to hotel and had to rush to get ready for the dinner. Suffered without my herbal essences :c&lt;br /&gt;Cuzzies helped with face, hair whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was alright, except that my father kept bringing me and my brother around and around to introduce ourselves. Toured the hotel for awhile. Then something, then slept.&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh. 8-) Sleep was, uh. Not really nice.&lt;br /&gt;Checked out of hotel at around 2, and went for lunch. I forgot what I ate for lunch. Omg I totally forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Planned to shop, but queue was much too long. Went to my parents' house instead and slept till 7, then went for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Left for S'pore after dinner with Aunt.&lt;br /&gt;Today, back in S'pore with my brother only. Woke up at 8 plus to meet Selinaaaa yay.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to watch High School Musical 3, and went to Cine at 11.30. Lunch was in the theatre. Poor Selina got her bag filled with Mountain Dew ): And now her iPod's screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Movie was alright, just too much singing for me.&lt;br /&gt;How long since I posted photos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o147/herperfectlloves/?action=view&amp;amp;current=page-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o147/herperfectlloves/page-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-3683733163528219286?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3683733163528219286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=3683733163528219286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/3683733163528219286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/3683733163528219286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/calvins-wedding-just-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-3706688053835183022</id><published>2008-10-21T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:01:45.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUNNNN&lt;/span&gt; &amp;hearts;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh, birthday boy better be happy okay. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeahhh I got grounded again.&lt;br /&gt;After just, 2 days? Yeahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Fizzle my dizzle. It's not my fault that I'm oh-so-unhappy. Real reason is because of how unfair you treat me.&lt;br /&gt;I mean come onnnn, I have to spend every weekend at M'sia. Okay fine, whatever that. But making me stay there even on weekdays? Wtfz, I'll just drop dead there.&lt;br /&gt;Deepavali will be spent there, too. I'm not saying I actually celebrate Deepavali, but can't you just give me a break? It's not everyday that I can go out you know. Plus training and shitz stuff. When Justin said that him and I could follow my aunt back, you said 'You think your father will allow?' Wtf. How would I know. Actually I do know, it's just that I didn't expect us to stay in that stupid house from Friday (Morning) till Monday.&lt;br /&gt;And if I've got an ugly face (As said by that unusual woman in the house that I often see), then that's not my fault. Anyways, it's YOUR genes. Fizzle.&lt;br /&gt;And how do you EXACTLY fizzling fake a fever? My temp. was 38.4, and still you thought I was lying? Did you ever know that, thermometers can't really lie? Forcing me to go to school, hahaha thanks. Why not force me to die huh. Actually, there's no need to force.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I'm not going to stay in M'sia on Deepavali.&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-3706688053835183022?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3706688053835183022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=3706688053835183022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/3706688053835183022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/3706688053835183022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-hunnnn-yeahhh-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-4996118030900789873</id><published>2008-10-19T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:56:07.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RgO3i6nxOX8/SPtYOfL9uZI/AAAAAAAAANc/ssfMYQSQu4w/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258893995798280594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RgO3i6nxOX8/SPtYOfL9uZI/AAAAAAAAANc/ssfMYQSQu4w/s320/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey hey, you you! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm dedicating a post, especially for you okay!&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I know I don't really know you for a very long time, but still I know that you're a super person! c:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we've had ups&amp;amp;downs in our 1 year plus of knowing each other, I've realised that it sort of brought us closer. Kay, corny I know, but still! You rock, okay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaaa, cheer up okay, I know what you're going through is difficult. But, don't worry. It'll all work out still! c:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anddddddd, lastly, of course, we must go out soon! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you dear! I'm always here for you, kay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't stress, don't stress, don't stress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-4996118030900789873?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4996118030900789873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=4996118030900789873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/4996118030900789873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/4996118030900789873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-hey-you-you-d-im-dedicating-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RgO3i6nxOX8/SPtYOfL9uZI/AAAAAAAAANc/ssfMYQSQu4w/s72-c/DSC00081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-5105092465593705721</id><published>2008-10-17T23:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T23:29:44.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired, yet pleased.&lt;br /&gt;Very, very pleased. c:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation classes, orange bowl, sex ed., end.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch @ Hub's Subway with Rhys girlf. Yakyakyak.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school for training. Hahahaha Beverly doesn't want to give me my cookies :c Hahahah evil girl.&lt;br /&gt;Training was alright, surprisingly. Blame my good mood hahahahah. Stupid Stacey and her fantasies (Unicorn named Charlie lolz.)&lt;br /&gt;Luckily dad brought me home after training. Super sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed and left for Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, I'm in Malaysia and not even complaining.)&lt;br /&gt;Ate, and dad made my mood go from :l go to c: HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, un-grounded, and I loveee Dad. :D I'm not even sure whether he intended to ground me in the first place. Okay I think he did, cuz he didn't allow me to go out.&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to tell him about my whereabouts yay!&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh went to my Godfather's place just now. Little toddlers make no sense at all. They yak away in another language. I was totally like :c???? when they were trying to converse with me. Hahahahah but they're cute. Still don't like babies tho.&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH HEH. Funny how things can just change from totally unfair to something reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I wuvv dad.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-5105092465593705721?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5105092465593705721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=5105092465593705721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/5105092465593705721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/5105092465593705721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/tired-yet-pleased.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-229655651135047658</id><published>2008-10-16T20:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:04:52.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You know why I'm angry or not? This kind of things she don't know how to do. But that kind of things she know how to do."&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh I don't know how to peel prawns awwww. ): Oh whatever plox.&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on, even when I'm home early, I get scolded for sleeping. Hello isn't that the main point for coming home? Don't tell me I come home to see the 'glorious, sunshiney faces of my parents'. Please I'd rather look at the toilet bowls in my school.&lt;br /&gt;Ughhh I luv school now. It's the only place where people are reasonable. Incl. teachers omgz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah training on Wed. was quite, okay. TaoHuay shop, with girlf., girlf, and girlf. Hahhaa. Beatrice, Rhys, Rasey. Rained quite heavily while we were there. But luckily stopped before 2.30. Walked back to school.&lt;br /&gt;Training started early, cuz we wanted to end early. Ended at 5.30.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner, home.&lt;br /&gt;Today we had sex ed. hahahah. I mean it's much better than staying at home. Rather go to school.&lt;br /&gt;Hockey bonding not long ago was quite wasted, cuz only 7 people went, incl. me. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Went around and around, hoping to bowl, but ended up walking the whole of marina sq. instead lolz.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for school tmr. I can get out from this motel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolz are fans a form of a 'luxury'?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz some person said so.&lt;br /&gt;Laughlaughlaugh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-229655651135047658?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/229655651135047658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=229655651135047658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/229655651135047658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/229655651135047658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-know-why-im-angry-or-not-this-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-2377072979132408095</id><published>2008-10-14T19:50:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:45:36.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blame my itchy hands hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was very, very bored.&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me. Blame the know-it-alls. Grounding me right after exams finish - Intelligent? Very.&lt;br /&gt;I hate life now. (Kay not in that emoz way) I mean come on, what's life when I have to come home straight after school, and have a curfew (!!). I have to be home by 4 wtfz, what injustice is this ughz.&lt;br /&gt;I can't go out. Banned from going out. I have to drag myself home everyday, right after school. God knows what I have got to do at home. Plus, training's started which adds to my free time ughz. Oh wait, I can't even go out anyway. So whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to Malaysia &lt;u&gt;every weekend&lt;/u&gt; also. I mean, come on isn't "home" (Pshh more like hotel. Okay motel.) bad enough? Malaysia, yeah sure cut me off from my friends thanks loads.&lt;br /&gt;Ughhh I hate this place. Sometimes, I get scolded for even sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I envy people now. So, so, so much.&lt;br /&gt;Papers are back, which calls for even more restrictions.&lt;br /&gt;Yay I luvv school.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Suree.&lt;br /&gt;(((((((((((((((((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;Cross my fingers for the remaining papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I hope you read this post, and realise that grounding me makes me hate you two. Everytime I'm at home I feel like crying plox. I feel like burning your Malaysian house. Just the thought of going there makes me, sad+angry.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this house, Malaysian house, or any other thing associated with 'family'. Why can't we just happily have one house and, also, not set such high standards for our kids? Why can't we just be &lt;u&gt;normal&lt;/u&gt;? I won't mind having two houses in S'pore. But in Malaysia? No shitting way.&lt;br /&gt;Ground me more, ground me more. Ground me till I don't even need to attend school. Or training. (Yes)&lt;br /&gt;Cuz, I simply can't be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry &lt;i&gt;lor&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-2377072979132408095?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2377072979132408095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=2377072979132408095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/2377072979132408095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/2377072979132408095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/blame-my-itchy-hands-hahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-8318098957045135541</id><published>2008-10-06T21:59:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:59:22.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cuz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;who &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; needs blogger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I hate Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really strongly feel so. There's absolutely nothing for me to do here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm stranded here, with no (stable) connection, and all other communication with others are cut off.&lt;br /&gt;All I do is sleep, sleep, sleep. I'd rather go for training.&lt;br /&gt;I hate hate hate this house.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather rot in Singapore. I would rather die.&lt;br /&gt;I never never want to come here again.&lt;br /&gt;:c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;P.S. Grounding me isn't the solution either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cuz you're just making me get more pissed at you. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-8318098957045135541?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8318098957045135541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=8318098957045135541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/8318098957045135541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/8318098957045135541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/cuz-who-really-needs-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-6064787422311521208</id><published>2008-09-21T14:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:01:55.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RgO3i6nxOX8/SNYDUzmSVUI/AAAAAAAAALo/InwEiK0cQwc/s1600-h/Selinazxzxzx.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248386071729952066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RgO3i6nxOX8/SNYDUzmSVUI/AAAAAAAAALo/InwEiK0cQwc/s320/Selinazxzxzx.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wuvv Selina too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airport on Friday, with Selina and Joey.&lt;br /&gt;Left immediately after school for airport, 'cuz we didn't want to waste any time. AMK hub to get junk food.&lt;br /&gt;On the way on the MRT, Selina kept cracking up and making me laugh along with her like wtf. Hahahaa, with her anything is laughable. People stared but nevermind. Proud of my hunnnn. :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, walked to T2, then to T3. T3 had nothing much, so we went back to T2's McD. Joey came after a while, and sadly we couldn't find any powerpoints.&lt;br /&gt;Left T2's McD after doing R.E project, and then went over to T3's McCafe.&lt;br /&gt;Studied awhile, and gave up after 1 or 2 hours plus. Joey was apparently, really studying. :D&lt;br /&gt;Left after going to T2 again.&lt;br /&gt;Bus ride home was super tiring, came home, slept.&lt;br /&gt;Next day, went for lunch with Joey, and then came back home. Felt like going out to study, so I called Selina out for a study date. Decided to meet at Novena first. Selina is damn hilarious. Before even meeting her, talking on the phone made me laugh like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Plaza Sing's McD. Chased out after awhile, then we went to Stabucks.&lt;br /&gt;Studied from around 6pm-9pm. Then walked around.&lt;br /&gt;Came home dead beat. Slept till 7, and went for Cath. Class. Last Cath. Class of the year, and I'm not really happy about it. Hahaaaa. I have a good reason.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still mass next week for all Cath. Class people, and hopefully, I'll be able to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Imma muggggggggggggggg my pants off.&lt;br /&gt;EOYs are coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No computer from 12 midnight, tonight, till 7 October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesss, pressure's on!&lt;br /&gt;Aaaand:&lt;br /&gt;Joey, please get well soon! ): Dang, I'm super worried about you! ):):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-6064787422311521208?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6064787422311521208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=6064787422311521208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/6064787422311521208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/6064787422311521208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/airport-on-friday-with-selina-and-joey.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RgO3i6nxOX8/SNYDUzmSVUI/AAAAAAAAALo/InwEiK0cQwc/s72-c/Selinazxzxzx.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-7466221575663711602</id><published>2008-09-18T21:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:04:20.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been deprived of my iPod for one day. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;Test today after school. Oh ho, Selina's penguin is coolioz. It's our little secret, hun. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, my mum sort of figured out everything? But she's being all nice about it, that it's getting a little scary. She said she was totally okay with it, and just told me to "Not do anything I'll regret". I love mum yay 8D&lt;br /&gt;Revision, revision. Free periods dedicated to self-study sessions. Finally, something understandable.&lt;br /&gt;Airport tomorrow with Selina. Project plus intense mugging, yeh. 8-I Nerdterd.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I promise that for the next 11 days, I'll study, study, and study more.&lt;br /&gt;Yesssss, motivation. 8D&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, someone just woke up hahah. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-7466221575663711602?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7466221575663711602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=7466221575663711602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7466221575663711602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7466221575663711602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/been-deprived-of-my-ipod-for-one-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-2778190537319063702</id><published>2008-09-14T00:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:50:56.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did not, did not post that last post.&lt;br /&gt;Someone else thinks my hair smells nice hahahah 8D (Still dare to say it's from Mustafa?)&lt;br /&gt;Eeeek, boring day today. Eat, eat, eat.&lt;br /&gt;Fasting, again, maybe? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for inconvinience of changing my link. Trust me, I have a good reason.&lt;br /&gt;Cath. Class tmr. Yay Lynette, Andrea, Emily, Shalom.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want EOYs to come, nonono.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-2778190537319063702?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2778190537319063702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=2778190537319063702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/2778190537319063702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/2778190537319063702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-did-not-did-not-post-that-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-7008519177861208161</id><published>2008-09-13T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:11:38.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi!Bye!&lt;br /&gt;My hair smells nice?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know?haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-7008519177861208161?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7008519177861208161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=7008519177861208161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7008519177861208161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7008519177861208161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/hibye-my-hair-smells-nice-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-8786886994487263495</id><published>2008-09-11T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:10:07.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oooh, I've got a new voice. Hahhaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. School's been normal. Missed school on Monday 'cause of fever and blah. Thus, missed Math Test. Thought I could run away from it, but I have to take the retest tmr. And so far, I don't know of anyone who's going to take the retest. :/&lt;br /&gt;Science test today was -. Haha. Slept after simply doing the paper. It was a 2 hour paper and I nearly died. Tmr's Math retest is 2 hour and 30 mins. I'm going to sleeeeeeeeeeeep. Again. Like wth, these tests are not even graded. And they make us stay back after school.&lt;br /&gt;Weekends will be spent staying at home and, hopefully, studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I luvv Selina w0rhzxzs. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;See I'm so nice! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-8786886994487263495?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8786886994487263495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=8786886994487263495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/8786886994487263495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/8786886994487263495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/oooh-ive-got-new-voice.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-7960454374480019802</id><published>2008-09-06T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:41:50.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Posting forrrrrrrrrr, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Up early today (considered), went to Delta. People were pretty shocked that I actually went there. Ehhhh, I'm supportive, &lt;i&gt;kay&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;St. Nicks clinched Second Place. ((((:&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh home alone till Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Poof, still need to study!&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-7960454374480019802?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7960454374480019802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=7960454374480019802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7960454374480019802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7960454374480019802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/posting-forrrrrrrrrr-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-906803468756921678</id><published>2008-09-03T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:25:54.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to school on Monday, to take my books.&lt;br /&gt;Oooh people actually go back to school to studyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for accompanying me (:&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I have been studying. I studied the whole day today!&lt;br /&gt;2 hours straight of studying.&lt;br /&gt;Yeh, I'm a nerddddd. 8-&lt;br /&gt;Ughhh test on Monday 8/9/08 ):):): God how lucky can I actually get. Plus, it's a Maths test. The subject that requires the most amount time.&lt;br /&gt;Wooosh I hate holidays (More like Study Dayssss)&lt;br /&gt;Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ):&lt;br /&gt;Yeh, I miss Selinaaaaaaaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-906803468756921678?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/906803468756921678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=906803468756921678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/906803468756921678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/906803468756921678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-school-on-monday-to-take-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-4433905266742238427</id><published>2008-09-01T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:19:21.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Imma start studying on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Yeh, definitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Confirm!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay screw that, I'm studying tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes I am, oh &lt;b&gt;yes I am.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[/edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-4433905266742238427?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4433905266742238427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=4433905266742238427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/4433905266742238427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/4433905266742238427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/imma-start-studying-on-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-4249046220171639924</id><published>2008-08-31T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T16:50:15.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woooosh.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know 'You Don't Mess With The Zohan' was this disturbing. Was dirty, yet funny. :x&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a nightmare. I couldn't sleep at all. Prolly thinking too much about Selina. HAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;Kayyyy, I'm finally going back today. It seems as though I've been staying here for over a week already. Time passes super super slowly here. Apparently, my Dad's going to stay here for an extra night. Me and my mum (Luckily) are going back tonight. Someone's bringing us home. Poof, I don't care who's bringing us back. I just want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, I have to go back to school. ): Bring back all my books. Wtffffff. Father's too lazy to bring me there and back. So, I have to slowly bring back the books myself. :/&lt;br /&gt;New car's coming on Tuesday. I'm crossing my fingers. I hope it's not too ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Yayyyy Singaporeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-4249046220171639924?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4249046220171639924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=4249046220171639924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/4249046220171639924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/4249046220171639924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/woooosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-7497085883630176129</id><published>2008-08-30T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:11:18.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yep, Malaysia's still as boring. ):&lt;br /&gt;I could actually do something more worthwhile than stare at the computer screen for half the entire day. It's raining now, making me feel even worse.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, computer, eat, came back, computer. Later - Movie, eat, eat, come back, computer.&lt;br /&gt;Fat enough, bored enough.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to post. But I'm really bored! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selinaaa, come online plox. I'm dying here. ):&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I miss you, idiot. Hahaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-7497085883630176129?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7497085883630176129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=7497085883630176129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7497085883630176129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7497085883630176129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/yep-malaysias-still-as-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-4603319306027041562</id><published>2008-08-29T14:42:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:31:03.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Skipped school. Slept till around 11.&lt;br /&gt;Dragged myself back to BPPS. Even 2005 batch people were there. Didn't expect them to come back.&lt;br /&gt;Many many people were there. Alot of people seriously look totally different. Wooosh.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sam. wasn't there, sadly. Been quite long since I've seen him. Called him, he was at homeee! ): Mdm. Annie was there, Ms Naadiah, Mrs Lim (Last year Form Teacher) was there too. Mrs Phyllis Lim was there. Didn't really want to see her and Mrs Lim. I think Mrs Lim (F.T) doesn't like me. ):&lt;br /&gt;I was the only St. Nicks girl there! ): Mrs Lim (F.T) pointed that out.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, leaving for M'sia in awhile. ): Till Sunday! ):):):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh, I'm in M'sia nowww. Neighbour's broadband rockzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;My parents are like the most hyper people on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;While eating, my father suddenly started tapping to Rihanna's 'Don't stop the music'. Then he cleared the stuff while dancing also.&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson came on the radio (Unfortunately) and my mum popped out from upstairs, dancing. She made me laugh like !@()*!! and then she described how embarrassing my father was last time. She showed me how he used to dance. Wth, randomly, out of nowhere, he popped out and danced to the beat, tapping his stomach at the same time. Whole house is turning into a clubbbb.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaha, then they were talking about the water feature thingy in the house. They wanted to put a statue there. Then my mum asked him to stone like a bird. He did. Looked like a constipated thing. (:x)&lt;br /&gt;Then, my mum wanted to go out. My father, having his mind being imprinted with the bird statue, said "I want to enjoy my bird." instead of "I want to enjoy my house". Nice one, Pa.&lt;br /&gt;And you're supposed to be a Policeman?&lt;br /&gt;Yeh. Steadyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Now, he's giving me cheekopekk looks. Disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[/edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll miss you, Smalleyes! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-4603319306027041562?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4603319306027041562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=4603319306027041562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/4603319306027041562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/4603319306027041562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/skipped-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-9221512969088203797</id><published>2008-08-28T18:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:37:01.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday, supposedly being all study-no-slacking day, was a total failure. I did Home Ec. instead (surprisingly) and Selina's entertainment was doing me no good too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was Chem. test. Killer. :x&lt;br /&gt;Today's Thursday, normally the last-minute-mugging day. But instead, it's the most relaxed day of this week. Debate during English was super fun. I support Doctors. Pregnant woman should not be saved! Hahahha, Although YingXians my girlfriend but, still! Quote (Myself) 'You need the guy to be pregnant in the first place' (LAUGHLAUGHLAUGH). Beatrice nearly summoned her gang. HAHAHAHA. 'Oi' some more kay. Don't beg to differ with me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with Rhys after school. Girlfriend and I bonded well. Hahahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Someone pangseh me right! &gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;Kidding, kidding! I still wubb you. :D&lt;br /&gt;Planning to skip school tmr, as there's nothing to do. Except the ever-so-embarrassing and idiotic Aces Day workout. And to celebrate Teachers' Day - Watch people Bowl and play Pictionary? WTF. Might as well stay at home and sleep. Mum rockszxsz! :D&lt;br /&gt;Wake up early tmr, pop by BPPS maybe. Movie with Esther and Suetmei?&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I love BeatriceGoh TTM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-9221512969088203797?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/9221512969088203797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=9221512969088203797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/9221512969088203797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/9221512969088203797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/tuesday-supposedly-being-all-study-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-1836149649551727559</id><published>2008-08-25T21:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:15:35.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooosh, and today's Monday. Okay, the day's ending, but whtvr.&lt;br /&gt;School today was boring. We really, really need Mrs. Christina Tan back. Sad to say, I actually miss her. Maths Relief teacher isn't fantastic. :x&lt;br /&gt;And. In the midst of today, SOMEONE kept stalking me, planning to tickle me everywhere possible, making me run like a maniac down and up the stairs, bumping into random people. I even received a not-so-welcomed kiss.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okayokay. Briefing on Examination Do's and Don'ts.&lt;br /&gt;Wtfzxzx, we have to cover our tables with Mahjong Paper. (!!) Means that all my love dedications on my table can't be seen anymore! Hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember Selina telling me that the Maths teacher looked at my table and saw "MY BOYFRIEND" and asked who was sitting there. And I'm supposedly the only "guy" in class. Hahahaaa. 8 girlfriends and counting! :D Oh, 9. Tammy can't resist me too. :D Ohhh, plus Primary School Hockey people. Ohohoh, I'm so honored! Teeheeeee. (:&lt;br /&gt;Kay enough about that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Traning today. Ran 6 rounds at a super, super, super slow speed. Hahaaaa. We haven't trained for 2 whole weeks. Told you our staminas were going to rock. Hahaaa. See how right I am?&lt;br /&gt;Training was super super boring. Rhys and Rasey weren't there. ):&lt;br /&gt;Now I know my Girlfriends really make a difference. Hahaha. :x&lt;br /&gt;Had a really horrible headache, plus Tammy (!!) passed me her flu. Apparently, Beatrice passed it to her in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Some people made some stupid joke, about acting cute. And I didn't get it. Neither did Beatrice, and Stacey. Then I did. Then Stacey did.&lt;br /&gt;Beatrice took another 10 mins. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe around another 2 mins. Improvement. Beatrice's like lightning.&lt;br /&gt;Had to drag myself all the way home from school. I was totally in a "-.-" mood all the way. Super tired/lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much Pa, for shipping your car's butt to someplace else. Now you've put your daughter in a difficult situation. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Wuvv Smalleyes! ♥&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-1836149649551727559?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1836149649551727559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=1836149649551727559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/1836149649551727559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/1836149649551727559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/wooosh-and-todays-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-3123040629341933838</id><published>2008-08-24T12:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:29:56.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RULES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Put Your iTunes on Shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2) For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3) You must write that song name down no matter how silly it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;4) Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If someone says, "Is this okay?" You say?&lt;br /&gt;So Much Love - The Rocket Summer. (Hahahaaa, so much love in youu.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Frequently Baby - Melee. (Haha, out of my mind, running around with you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;The World Has Its Shine (But I Would Drop It On A Dime) - Cobra Starship. (No link.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;She Is - The Fray. (No link, again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;Everything's Magic - Angels &amp;amp; Airwaves. (Has a point.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;Marriage To Millions - Cute Is What We Aim For. (Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Over My Head (Cable Car) - The Fray. (Errr. Kay. Everyone knows I'm in, over my head. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;These Walls - Teddy Geiger. (Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;Can't Hold On - Melee. (Sort of true. :/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger - Secondhand Serenade. (Strange, more like it. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think of your best friend(s)?&lt;br /&gt;High Life Scenery - The Rocket Summer. (Hahaha, my best friend's driving me crazy?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;The Reason Why - The Click Five. (Hehhhhhhhh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;You &amp;amp; Me - Lifehouse. (Heeee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Flipside - The Click Five. (Be with The Click Five. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Kiss My Sass - Cobra Starship. (HAHAHHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;The Back Of Your Mouth - The Used. (Woah, hardcore wedding.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Jenny - The Click Five. (LOL. Die with the sweet sound of ClickFive.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;Hey Juliet - LMNT. (Haha. Chasing someone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;Behind the Sea - Panic At The Disco. (Hmmm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;Man Overboard - Blink 182. (Er. Somehow, it makes sense.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Dammit (Dirty Edit) - Blink 182. (Noooo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;Hero/Heroine - Boys Like Girls. (No link.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored. Do it if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gna go try toasting Chips. Hahaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring day today.&lt;br /&gt;Met Suetmei at around 12.30p.m, she wanted to have lunch and get her track pants.&lt;br /&gt;Saw ShuXian, but didn't really want to say hi. Instead, we tried to get her attention. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Walked (!!) back home, instead of taking a bus.&lt;br /&gt;Wthh, now I really believe in Karma okay. Was talking to someone about how he brings the rain around with him, and then pooof, it started to rain super heavily. Seriously, like out of nowhere. Hahaaa. Kay, serves me right for insulting someone. Hahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I got drenched.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed online till now.&lt;br /&gt;And no, I didn't try to toast chips. Hahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[/edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pleaseeee, nononoooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;):&lt;/s&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/4351137843312502575-3123040629341933838?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3123040629341933838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=3123040629341933838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/3123040629341933838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/3123040629341933838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/hehhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-8193625146620889324</id><published>2008-08-22T17:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:07:08.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, poof. It's already Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Maths test today was super, super okay. (I'm not going to jinx it) Was easier than I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;PE was super, tiring, Imagine me (Black) becoming red. Painful like !@*(&amp;amp;!^!!&lt;br /&gt;Took photo for Connexio (Yearbook shit).&lt;br /&gt;Comprehension test after recess, was quite easy. Super tired tho.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese letter-writing test after that. Quite okay I guess.&lt;br /&gt;PPR is going to suckkkkkk ):&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wuvv Peanut M&amp;amp;Ms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and bye car.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Selinaaaaaaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELINA. forever chasing rainbows says:&lt;br /&gt;dont think about you then think about who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELINA. forever chasing rainbows says:&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriend so hot leh in hockey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELINA. forever chasing rainbows says:&lt;br /&gt;walao i jealous eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELINA. forever chasing rainbows says:&lt;br /&gt;see my font is green?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeyer. Girlfriend's so niceeee.&lt;br /&gt;Wuvv you wots, girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-8193625146620889324?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8193625146620889324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=8193625146620889324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/8193625146620889324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/8193625146620889324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand-poof.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-9167800620180034157</id><published>2008-08-20T20:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:34:05.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's&lt;br /&gt;not&lt;br /&gt;as&lt;br /&gt;easy&lt;br /&gt;as&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;thought&lt;br /&gt;it&lt;br /&gt;would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooosh, bad day today.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is - I finally got a new file.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's the best thing today.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and, me (Studious me) did all my Home Ec. work beforehand. So, Home Ec. lesson was super fun @ Comp. Lab. Laughed at some stuff. School comp. sucks tho. It takes super long to close the window, esp. when the teacher is walking around.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with Sam. Super long since we've talked.&lt;br /&gt;My appetite's like shit.&lt;br /&gt;I ate toasted bread with butter for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Piss-off.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-9167800620180034157?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/9167800620180034157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=9167800620180034157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/9167800620180034157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/9167800620180034157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-not-as-easy-as-i-thought-it-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-3593174111214495660</id><published>2008-08-19T19:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:37:54.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ignore what I posted just now.&lt;br /&gt;Like whatever, just a T-shirt, just a T-shirt. (I'm trying to console myself)&lt;br /&gt;Hahaaa, okayy.&lt;br /&gt;Nononono, I don't want a new car. No, no. NO.&lt;br /&gt;Wthhhh, I'm super super used to this car. What's wrong with it anyway? Wth.&lt;br /&gt;I want weekends to come faster.&lt;br /&gt;Hurry, hurry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-3593174111214495660?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3593174111214495660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=3593174111214495660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/3593174111214495660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/3593174111214495660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-good-thing-i-got-from-sports.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-5816710003439359237</id><published>2008-08-18T18:14:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:06:34.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Concert(again) at St. Mary's.&lt;br /&gt;Asssssss asked me to go, and since I had nothing to do, just went with her.&lt;br /&gt;Her Father picked me up from my block. Hahaa, made me feel spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;Reached at around 6 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Saw familiar faces/people who found me familiar. Random girl said she was from St. Nicks. Apparently she knew from my SNHockey Shirt. Hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Concert was okay. Not too boring, not very entertaining. Could see how bonded people were.&lt;br /&gt;Asssss met her Tutor there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was okay, I guess? Stupid Selinaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Taka after school with Rasey, Beatrice and Rhys. Rasey wanted to get a bag. But couldn't find a nice one. Wisma to get Famous Amossssssss. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reminder: Home Ec. Work. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner Just now was super funny. Har-dee-har-harrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Cockroaches &lt;i&gt;sabo&lt;/i&gt; people okay. Hahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;I found a small cockroach (Nymph) in the car. Handed tissue to my brother (18 Years Old) to catch it. Stupid chicken asked me to do it. He was closer.&lt;br /&gt;Then father (Act smart) hand him cloth. Tissue would do the job but nooooo, use high class cloth.&lt;br /&gt;Then Brother caught it. Kept pretending to throw it to me. Yes, I screamed. Bully my mum also.&lt;br /&gt;Then, poof, who knew? The cockroach squeezed its way out the cloth. Note: If you caught it with the tissue, you could just throw it out the window. But nooooo, use the cloth, wait till we get out of the car.&lt;br /&gt;Then oh-so-marvellous brother wanted to flick it off his hand because the cockroach was 'tickling' him. He ended up flicking the cockroach (Not sure) plus the Cloth.&lt;br /&gt;Father got pissed and he dropped us off by the side of the road and asked us to find the cloth.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my oh-so-marvellous eyes spotted the cloth.&lt;br /&gt;Went back home laughing.&lt;br /&gt;I find this story funny. Laugh &lt;i&gt;leh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhhhh. Yay, Umpiring! :D :D Should be fun yooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Quote Father&lt;/span&gt; 'You do not quit CCA, only CCA will quit you. So, choose your CCA carefully.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way he says it is much more entertaining/funny.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Lubb dubb! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[/edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-5816710003439359237?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5816710003439359237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=5816710003439359237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/5816710003439359237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/5816710003439359237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/concertagain-at-st.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-7044337940882902555</id><published>2008-08-17T14:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T16:49:58.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I'm with you - Faber Drive.&lt;br /&gt;Best song ever. Ever ever.&lt;br /&gt;Ever.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, don't ask pleaseeee. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Missyou. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-7044337940882902555?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7044337940882902555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=7044337940882902555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7044337940882902555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7044337940882902555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-im-with-you-faber-drive.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-1195238619939421839</id><published>2008-08-17T01:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T01:11:52.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay to last minute plan to go for some Heart Rock Concert thing.&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought it was HARD Rock, but it was Heart. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Met SuetMei/Sakinah at City Hall MRT at around 5. I was the earliest. Har-dee-harhar.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they had free tickets, and they invited me. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Then, realised they has another extra. Asked Joey along.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Marina Floating Stage. (Super Hot)&lt;br /&gt;Joey came. Eventually.&lt;br /&gt;Concert hasn't even started, only less than 30 mins into the Pre-Concert Entertainment and we got bored.&lt;br /&gt;Left for Esplanade. (Roof Terrace)&lt;br /&gt;Talked and talked. Eh, even SuetMei wants to date me. Hahaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Nice time up there. Sent SuetMei down to her parents.&lt;br /&gt;Went back up to Roof Terrace, talked again with Sakinah/Joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sakinaaaaaaaah, don't dwell over it okaaay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then Sakinah left, sent her to City Hall MRT.&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to Esplanade hoping to chat with Joey. But it was closed.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go home. Walked all the way back to City Hall MRT. Super tiring/hot.&lt;br /&gt;Trip back home was super tiring too. ):&lt;br /&gt;Had to cab back from Marsiling. Super tired.&lt;br /&gt;Cat. Class tmr. ))))):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-1195238619939421839?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1195238619939421839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=1195238619939421839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/1195238619939421839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/1195238619939421839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/yay-last-minute-plan-to-go-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-2822633794405623210</id><published>2008-08-15T18:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T20:06:12.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realise I can really sleep alot.&lt;br /&gt;Alot. Hahahaa. Yesterday was super not-productive.&lt;br /&gt;Studied, but absorbed nothing. Came back with super bad head ache. Felt like shit. (Thanks so muchhhhhhhhh :D)&lt;br /&gt;Eat, slept at like, 9? Planned to wake up at 2 to study, but ended up throwing my phone somewhere else and slept some more.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, had Geog. test today. Wasn't a killer. I can pass, I can pass, I can pass. (Hope so.)&lt;br /&gt;Ting Xie today was super fun. Haahahaaa. Teacher rockzxz like alotzxzxz. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;AMK Hub today with Hockey people. Hahahaaa. Rhys is a reallllllll bimbo. Hahahaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh, her friend saw me, but not her! HAHAHAAA.&lt;br /&gt;CENSORED. CENSORED. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Okay. Pa, stop reading. Now.&lt;br /&gt;(HAHA.)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-2822633794405623210?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2822633794405623210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=2822633794405623210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/2822633794405623210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/2822633794405623210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-realise-i-can-really-sleep-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-7876974853095984780</id><published>2008-08-13T21:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:41:55.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wthhhhhhhh. Desktop was screwed for 3 days plus.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, can't live without Father (:X:X:X:X:X:X HAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, school school school.&lt;br /&gt;Test this Friday. :/ Needneedneed to really pass it. Plus, Ting Xie! Like, What the @!&amp;amp;^!#!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, stupid Avlyn is seriously idiotic. Hahahahaaaaaaaa. She's super like obsessed with me. Hahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Traning stand down for 2 weeks. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;Wth! And today during Chem., I seriously swear that I thought Mr Teoh asked me to stand up because of my Pinafore or something. He was going on about uniforms. He pointed at me, then asked me to stand. Hahahaa, everyone thought there was something wrong with my uniform. Then he said "See, your hair should all be like that." WTH. I WAS BEAMING. HAHAHAHHAHAHA. OUT OF RELIEF, MORE LIKE IT. HAHAA. Wth! Super lucky. Model student okay. HAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've nothing to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-7876974853095984780?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7876974853095984780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=7876974853095984780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7876974853095984780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/7876974853095984780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/wthhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-6356540820671476633</id><published>2008-08-09T19:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T20:25:35.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finals.&lt;br /&gt;Such a let-down. Worst game ever, worst outcome.&lt;br /&gt;Penalties were &amp;amp;!(@. Practiced so much, yet nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Cried and cried and cried. Still haven't dried up. :/&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we nearly met with an accident on the way to Delta.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, lucky. Lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Trip.&lt;br /&gt;Worst Camp ever. Reached at Midnight, nearing 1. Bus ride to Camp was amazing. Appreciate the Appreciation talk. Hahah. Reached campsite, had supper, slept for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;Next day was supposed to be fun, but we were so unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;Wind started picking up, and in the end there was a storm. Sat on a near 30 min ferry trip to the island, but did nothing. Ended up going all the way back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;Spirits were down, but I think the team bonded well.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and when we reached the campsite, we realised that only all the Hockey people's tents were down. The others were still standing strong. Yes, lucky. My shoes were all soaked, very disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;Bathing was super troublesome. I really have to thank Rasey Tan. She's so super. Seriously owe her oneeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Had "Campfire" without a Campfire. Hahah. Hockey cheer is super addictive. Hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Slept in a huge tent thingy. Played cards, listened to my iPod to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, even though Rhys was beside me, we didn't do anything. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And, I realise that I'm always the first few to sleep. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Bus ride back was nice too. Hockey C'Div team had whole bus to ourselves. Almost.&lt;br /&gt;This really taught me to never go to another Sports Trip, ever.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather go to school.&lt;br /&gt;100 bucks = Shit experience + Only 1 Camp tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;Half my day was wasted on sleeping. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh, and next year, it's ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-6356540820671476633?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6356540820671476633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=6356540820671476633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/6356540820671476633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/6356540820671476633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/finals.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4351137843312502575.post-8669649288080773454</id><published>2008-08-04T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:29:20.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omgggg, I'm so sorry your phone got confiscateddddd. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel super, duper bad about itttt ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can still say it's not my fault, but I still feel that it is. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgO3i6nxOX8/SJcUAHJNbVI/AAAAAAAAALQ/P_n7CVmX1yY/s1600-h/320px-SMirC-sad_svg.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230671484364352850" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" height="312" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RgO3i6nxOX8/SJcUAHJNbVI/AAAAAAAAALQ/P_n7CVmX1yY/s320/320px-SMirC-sad_svg.png" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super tiredddddddddddd.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4351137843312502575-8669649288080773454?l=littledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8669649288080773454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4351137843312502575&amp;postID=8669649288080773454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/8669649288080773454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4351137843312502575/posts/default/8669649288080773454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledecoyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/omgggg-im-so-sorry-your-phone-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherylynnz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937714524461887991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RgO3i6nxOX8/SJcUAHJNbVI/AAAAAAAAALQ/P_n7CVmX1yY/s72-c/320px-SMirC-sad_svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
