<?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-29055423</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:44:07.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange melody &lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>`velda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17603344745727623599</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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29055423.post-116211535885510412</id><published>2006-10-29T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:49:19.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am totally doing nothing at all now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;except, of course,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blogging...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;afterall the nagging from camelia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i should blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if not, i don't think that i will ever get that cd &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D';&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just ate finish a doghnut..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a CHOCOLATE doughnut..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muahHAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got chocolate all over my braces now though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i should brush my teeth later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was kinda fun..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i went to evangeline's house for cell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were making this butterfly for christine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's her birthday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the butterfly was beautiful!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the only thing that i did was the ribbon though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, at least i did something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that, she made some announcement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then we took bus 9 down to simei to eat lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had chicken cutlet with rice and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mushroom soup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was really nice!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thought the chicken cutlet was not the usual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"orange" coloured one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was really tender and nice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but then cannot eat that too often though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that we went to church via the shuttle bus..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we took the LAST bus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and and when we reached mas pavillion, the gates &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JUST opened!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were on time!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YIPEE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i wore my hard rock cafe jacket &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love that jacket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's so big and SO WARM!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good for church services&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and after church we went to the youth camp talk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want to go but then it is like on the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15 of december&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i have a kl trip with my school band on the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11-14 of december&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D';&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one day difference..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't think that my father would let me go if &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the dates were placed like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, i am really hoping to get tickets to the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;magic of love soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coming up with a list of people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to invite..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you are one of them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you better be glad and accept the invitation..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the tickets don't come cheap you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, that all so far?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am having dinner with my aunt later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she is cooking nasi brani and bring it over to my house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to eat with my family!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;speaking of which,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am SO looking forward to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHRISTMAS DAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's gonna be an exciting day man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY HOILIDAYS TO EVERYONE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(although alot of people have to go back to school like me =/)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29055423-116211535885510412?l=orange-melody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/116211535885510412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29055423&amp;postID=116211535885510412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/116211535885510412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/116211535885510412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/2006/10/guess-whati-am-totally-doing-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>`velda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17603344745727623599</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-29055423.post-115944226989714802</id><published>2006-09-28T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T04:17:49.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! today got oral..&lt;br /&gt;D;&lt;br /&gt;i thnk i failed..&lt;br /&gt;ms lazaroo look very fierce seh &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;damn scared of her =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today, i went to school with just $2.. crap right?&lt;br /&gt;forgot to bring money to school today.. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;then first period came and justin walked up to me and gave me $4&lt;br /&gt;then i was  like blur blur then ask him he give me for what.&lt;br /&gt;then he said he owed me money.&lt;br /&gt;well, then i just took it.. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;then i have $6!!YEAH!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then during recess, i ate kuay chap.. haha&lt;br /&gt;it's like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nice.. lol&lt;br /&gt;filled my stomach!!&lt;br /&gt;then me and camelia decided to smuggle drinks up.&lt;br /&gt;we went to the staircase at the side, and relised that they placed a student counciler there.&lt;br /&gt;CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;then i was wondering around the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw WESLEY DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;he saved the day!! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;he got chong qi to pass me my bag, then we placed everything inside.&lt;br /&gt;we walked back to class.&lt;br /&gt;then i started to wrap the drinks up(as usual)HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was damn hard working today.&lt;br /&gt;i was really paying attention during art.&lt;br /&gt;i copied and drew the examination scheme!&lt;br /&gt;WORD FOR WORD, PICTURE FOR PICTURE!&lt;br /&gt;haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did my corrections for english compo during the english relief period.&lt;br /&gt;and my handwriting is like dam nice la!&lt;br /&gt;dunno why also =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then school ended.&lt;br /&gt;i had egg noodles for lunch~just glad my stomach is not pain..&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;then went for oral.&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CAMELIA WAITED FOR ME TO END ORAL JUST TO WALK HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WITH ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AHhahahahaha.i can't be more happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, haiz.. can't say =S =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah!a~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29055423-115944226989714802?l=orange-melody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/115944226989714802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29055423&amp;postID=115944226989714802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115944226989714802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115944226989714802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/2006/09/omg-today-got-oral.html' title=''/><author><name>`velda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17603344745727623599</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-29055423.post-115745146705997397</id><published>2006-09-05T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T03:17:47.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;today is like so boring! i mean.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i woke up late, but i managed to do everything on time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i rush like a mad woman &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;running all over the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and pratically flew to the mrt to catch the train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which was 1 minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as i ran i notice some people looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are probably thinking:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"this girl is siao"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then when i reached tampines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i called camelia like 100 time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(okay maybe 10 times but it doesn;t matter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then she suddenly sms me say she not coming for band..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i was thinking:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"can this day get any worst?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, it did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it turns out that there were only 4 percussionist today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me, mdm heidi, sir taufiq and adam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sir taufiq left for the whole practice session &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then i got to play every single thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like grandfather's clock, i played all extra things and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for another song i had to play the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tamborine, the bongoes, the snare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what is that all about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then came lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ate at mos burger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ordered the fish burger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i took the first bite i was screaming in my brain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I FORGOT THAT I CAN'T EAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz my teeth hurts like siao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(it's because of orthodontical reasons)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i was like heck. dun waste money &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i pratically ate the whole burger in pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sob.. ='( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then after that was SPRING CLEANING OF THE BAND ROOM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i was like alergic to dust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now my whole body is itchy and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my nose gushing out muchus like a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;broken tap gushing out water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but at least i am home now=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29055423-115745146705997397?l=orange-melody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/115745146705997397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29055423&amp;postID=115745146705997397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115745146705997397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115745146705997397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-is-like-so-boring-i-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>`velda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17603344745727623599</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-29055423.post-115668078320038128</id><published>2006-08-27T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T05:13:03.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so darn freaked by my brother&lt;br /&gt;he's attitude is like shit&lt;br /&gt;tell him so many time how to write&lt;br /&gt;compositions properly then he still don't care&lt;br /&gt;complain complain complain&lt;br /&gt;the problem with him is that he&lt;br /&gt;is not even humble..&lt;br /&gt;he think that he dam pro in everything and&lt;br /&gt;that he is the best in the world&lt;br /&gt;only know how to play play play&lt;br /&gt;everything also need to do for him&lt;br /&gt;he think he who?&lt;br /&gt;i somemore bigger than him la&lt;br /&gt;tell him ten times also dun want to change&lt;br /&gt;i somemore like wrote out every single damned thing for him&lt;br /&gt;and he still can copy wrongly..&lt;br /&gt;tell him verbally one hundred time what to correct he also dun even&lt;br /&gt;bother looking at him&lt;br /&gt;only know how to complain and cry&lt;br /&gt;tell him nicely give me kao bei face&lt;br /&gt;scold him he cries and i get the blame&lt;br /&gt;i mean, people teach u good enough already&lt;br /&gt;so what if ur spoken english is good?&lt;br /&gt;if u dunno how to spell and even phrase ur sentances properly&lt;br /&gt;u want to be paperboy also cannot la&lt;br /&gt;tell u where got what just put la&lt;br /&gt;like as if i will do something to harm u like that&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i am not that evil like u!&lt;br /&gt;people teach u u dun want to learn&lt;br /&gt;homework ask u do and even teach u also dun want to do properly&lt;br /&gt;then like that might as well dun learn anything if u are&lt;br /&gt;not humble enough to say that u are not so smart up there&lt;br /&gt;as compared to me..&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. all u ever want is tution tution tution..&lt;br /&gt;me and chea tution more important right?&lt;br /&gt;we got no one in the house that can teach us&lt;br /&gt;whereas i still can teach u right?&lt;br /&gt;waste money and be an extra at the tution place for what?&lt;br /&gt;waste everyone's tme and money..&lt;br /&gt;u think money drop down from the sky is it?&lt;br /&gt;cry and give patetic faces only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cry somemore and u will soon be blind&lt;br /&gt;trying to be funny with me?&lt;br /&gt;u want to fight?&lt;br /&gt;i am telling u u will never ever win, unless u are humble&lt;br /&gt;and willing to learn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29055423-115668078320038128?l=orange-melody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/115668078320038128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29055423&amp;postID=115668078320038128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115668078320038128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115668078320038128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-so-darn-freaked-by-my-brother-hes.html' title=''/><author><name>`velda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17603344745727623599</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-29055423.post-115633437418128632</id><published>2006-08-23T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T05:44:29.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3262/2731/320/16082006902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ha! a post to start this whole thing off..=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, this will not be the first one!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there is somemore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's more about last week..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if i am not wrong..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let's first see thursday..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3262/2731/320/17082006912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is me and camelia in the bus eating marshmellows..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YUMM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3262/2731/320/17082006910.jpg%20edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is me eating-cum-sucking the marshmellow like nobody's buisness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;while camelia took this shot.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i really wonder how much more evil she is..*grins*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway, the only reson why we were on the bus was because we&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;were going for this onimax theather show..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it was fun though.. i love the bus rides the most..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the movie was a short..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i had a headach while watching.. felt like pucking..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;maybe i was seated too near.. =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway, that was thursday..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;saturday..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i had tuition.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but before that, me and my sister wondered around bugis..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;she bought this grey coloured hair moss.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;she used it and this was what it looked like..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3262/2731/320/19082006914.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nice eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;well, at least i think it is..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;her hair is so darn brown in colour that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it makes me jealous..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it's so much better than my plain, jet black hair,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;which looks something like this..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3262/2731/320/19082006916.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay.. maybe there is shades of brown =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;now, sunday..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;first of all, i went to church!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is a picture of me n my sister in church..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3262/2731/320/20082006930.jpgedit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and by the way, it was the end of church.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so i was yawning..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i was wearing long sleeves..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the max pavillion is freezing cold man!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway, after that i attended cell for the first time in &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my whole entire life..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and it was kinda fun!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;went to watch ant bully after that..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i wasn't being childish though..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i was there to like support apple which indirectly means&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;that i am supporting my mother!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i saw her boss..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;most of them were american though..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway, that's all i think..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;at least for now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29055423-115633437418128632?l=orange-melody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/115633437418128632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29055423&amp;postID=115633437418128632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115633437418128632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115633437418128632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/2006/08/ha-post-to-start-this-whole-thing-off.html' title=''/><author><name>`velda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17603344745727623599</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-29055423.post-115632885248222885</id><published>2006-08-23T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T03:27:32.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM BACK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope u guys are happy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, school days are fun-as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, nowadays camelia keep like going back to class..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hate being in class during recess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe i am too use to the canteen atmosphere..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, today i had pe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were playing touch rugby..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was kinda fun doing all the drills with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my group people.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially with camelia and efah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are very sporting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i fell alot of times though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i fell down once while running-i don't know why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i keep falling over bernice-SORYY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe i have weak legs today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my legsa re kinda pain now though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's not the joins nor the bones..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's the mucles..having cramp again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so sickening..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, there was once when i fell down while catching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the ball and i just fell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i was feeling very embaressed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't know why but i got this feeling that *****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was looking all the time.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's kinda annoying-maybe[but i like it=D at least i think]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got grass[thank goodness not mud] all over my pe-t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but my shoes were soiled..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, if u are thinking something like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;''why is velda wearing those horrible converse shoes every wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when she got her orange adidas one?''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then here is your answer:&lt;br /&gt;IT'S BECAUSE I LOVE THAT PAIR OF SHOES! THAT'S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHY I DON'T WEAR THEM TO DIRTY THEM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;call me a shoe lover freak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't really mind cause i really care for my shoe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[the adidas shoes are wearing out a little though.. think i shall buy nike!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i finally noe who someone is.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's really funny how i found out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;camelia made me pass by that class and told me it was the guy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sitting at the window there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was all the long fooled by myself-i thought that it was another guy..=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway,i hope that i, myself, will remember to update=S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am also really really sorry that i don't update..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet there are people who actually came..=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am glad=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i shall show my gratitute by trying to update every two or three days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, there's one thing for sure..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM BACK FOR GOOD!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29055423-115632885248222885?l=orange-melody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/115632885248222885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29055423&amp;postID=115632885248222885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115632885248222885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115632885248222885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-backhope-u-guys-are-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>`velda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17603344745727623599</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-29055423.post-115451673976222930</id><published>2006-08-02T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T04:05:39.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am really angry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't know of any other ways to express my anger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;except here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hasl;dhgqyvopanbl;jfdhga;osi;sjhkl;fdj;kl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahg;priohr;drg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahlrhgfaq;jrgvhfajdhahdajgf; pni 'v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aihglhren;vuriofjhgaklui;p[v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asjgdfah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;afgaioer;gaivn;uirajhgkofdhay;giaw[ygfaioshg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fdhgayrt;ohgloshdfglyaojhgal;kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;idhauophdgah;jgfdhaiougfyioaewjl;ahg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dalfskhgfdaylrfaiohjdfkajfdioua[i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dugaysluiofdha;tgf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hrega;g;oasys;oufaiosg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uihgla;hfdiouh;ga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eguasydlirghasiohg;ayrgoah;yigfa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gahrlgashi;jhyigaohgaioysidjhfklasdjfiodufiejfa'f&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suihfdhasdifaus;ijek;agayi;dofijakljhe'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jdhflahf;hda;osiufioajdkfhdhfijidfjaskehfa[&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;khd;foahiofu;aje;lkjhfdioudklaj;kfhioasufaisjflshfijfkjfnvaieurfa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hfdal;shfakldjhfaklsjfdioa;eajhf;s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adhfloasi'fahgaep;f&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;]aehgfasiohfaiophfirefauioshfkjyfdluhdfjash;f&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hdlfiahidfhasioyfa;osieah;f&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adjhfioashfuioeyphf;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have to fucking bath now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ldgafl8opwyeunvioefu;ashdfjalf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jghdaljfduahsfd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asdfaslgifdtgopu;fah vp;bas9ueouiayhf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ioahdfuighui vh;pyfa;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just imajine the anger in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;askludhgfau; a'hgvdrw;yvoiur;iha;igar;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;::fuck off;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29055423-115451673976222930?l=orange-melody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/115451673976222930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29055423&amp;postID=115451673976222930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115451673976222930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115451673976222930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-really-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>`velda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17603344745727623599</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-29055423.post-115305882971454310</id><published>2006-07-16T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T07:07:09.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think that i am invisible..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no one really cares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today, i woke up very early to go to church..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while worshipping halfway ruth suddenly called me and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asked me to turn to my left..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i turn to my right instead.. lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then later i saw her and her friend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then she came to sit with me and my family..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then while the pastor was preaching at the ending part &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before we pray, me and ruth were catching up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had fun..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and her have a church date next week..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will be going to youth service!hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can wake up later and sleep more..=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that i went to toa payoh to make new specs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is orange in colour!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;half frame..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got a bit of sliverish black and other colours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then after that came home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sleep for ten minutes then sir taufiq called me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;say the stupid disk cannot work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i re-burned a whole new set and wasted money..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but anyway, it is my fault.. so i paid for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there goes the money for my adidas shoes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now i have to save more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which also means starve more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what a painful proceder of having what u want..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, for dinner we ate out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we celebrated my mother's and aunt's bdae..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was kinda sad though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanted the homemade toufu but no one wants to order..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they rather want the deep fried one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i didn't really want it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it DEEP FRIED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was thinking of staying away from oily food for awhile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am not on a diet or anything but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am kinda s of those kind of food..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;makes me want to vomit sometimes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i have no choice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just let everyone have their choice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i was actually pestering my mother for the toufu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then she looked very irritated..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i stopped lor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but when my sister or brother pesters my parents,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they always gets their way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but whenever i do that, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i get a black face and a scary looking eyes looking at me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's not fair..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if u born a child and treat it like that, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;might as well don't born..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes i feel like as though i am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adopted or something like that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what i want i need to pay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i am lucky to have a sister..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she knows that i badly wanted skates the other day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she offered to pay a hundred bucks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i got my blades..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or else, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't even think that i will have anything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hate bias people..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hate it too when people are bias to me too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz baisy is like drinking poison water..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes i just wish i am not here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess it will be best if i disapear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or even blend in with the walls..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how i wish i were like wind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or rather,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish i am not even existing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29055423-115305882971454310?l=orange-melody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/115305882971454310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29055423&amp;postID=115305882971454310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115305882971454310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115305882971454310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-think-that-i-am-invisible.html' title=''/><author><name>`velda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17603344745727623599</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-29055423.post-115236534006660714</id><published>2006-07-08T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T06:29:00.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;here to blog about yesturday and today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorry if details ain't specific..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i lost some memories already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and camelia went to tampines mall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had ball of a time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i kinda forgot why we went there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i forgot what we ate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i only know that we bought $2 worth of marshmellows..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one person one bag..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the surprising thing is that it's assorted..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like u pick what u want..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we boh ended up having the same weight..l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we saw a gang of band members hanging out together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at tampines yamaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then after that saw them again at centry square..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;think they took neoprints..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and camelia had sea coconut jelly!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we played football using our fingers and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the lime that came with the dessert..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then took neoprints..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they were pretty...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;both of us were feeling very high when we &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;were talking the neoprints..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then we decided to go back to tm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the way we stopped at dunno what sports shop..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;camelia then decided to be cruel and evil..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she gave me chilli sweets..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she lied and said that it was addictive..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i like put it at the tip of my toungue to try &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because the wrapping like very weird..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i was like'u give me chilli sweet issit?my tip of the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tounge burning like mad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then she said that i am being stupid and ask me to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;put the wole thing in my mouth..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was so naive that i actually believed her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i put the whole thing and spit it out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cried..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the chilli is very very very very hot!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like chili padi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am ultra sensitive to chili...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i kept tearing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then she went to mc's and asked for water for poor me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to drink...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i stuffed my mouth with marshmellows..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in hope that it will kill the flame that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;camelia ortega lighted in my mouth..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;such cruelness she have in her as-small-as-her-fist heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i could have killed her on the spot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very boring..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; woke up late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ruched to the mrt with my injured toe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was like resisting the pain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the train took 10 minutes to come..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then suddenly my neighbour from another block&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suddenly appeared and gave me a huge fright..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i think think think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today my sch verses his school in soccer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahahhahahahahhaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope my school win..=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;camelia decided to be cruel again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she gave mdm weili the chili sweet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;except..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she told mdm weili it was chili sweet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mdm weili tried on her own accord..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then ended up burning her own toungue..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i warned her though..=DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am a kind soul...=DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my brother is playing with his stupid remote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;control car..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;making so much noise and hit my chair and gave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me a fright..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my heart pratically came out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DD=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29055423-115236534006660714?l=orange-melody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/115236534006660714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29055423&amp;postID=115236534006660714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115236534006660714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115236534006660714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/2006/07/here-to-blog-about-yesturday-and-today.html' title=''/><author><name>`velda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17603344745727623599</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-29055423.post-115073288542049531</id><published>2006-06-19T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T06:09:32.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;imagine eating diner when u are suppose to be having supper...well, that's me..=( i am like starving but yet i just can't eat knowing that the science thing is still undone.. i am very very worried about alot of things.. it is not that i am doing a last minute job or what but i totally forgot about the whole science thing.. and the art thing adds another wrinkle to my forehead.. if this carries on i will look like a hundred year old lady sooner or later.. *sigh* secondary school is really alot thougher than it looks.. i am kinda tired having to go out everyday.. not band means other things like project.. kinda glad though that last week wasn't so busy or i can just forget about completing the online assignments.. anyway.. today, i met camelia on time and we had our breakfast at mcdonald's.. actually, we ate our burgers while walking to school.. then we say shafiqah.. then i gave her my harshbrown because i didn't think that i could eat all finish as i could hardly even finish my burger.. and the burger is like so big that it can hardly fit into my mouth... imagine how hard it was for me to eat.. i only managed to finish my burger when we reached school.. then i drank the ice tea then throw away then go band room.. then got one sir tell us to get ready for drill.. so i took out the long socks that camelia loaned me and wore it.. then the irritating part is that when i wear the socks already, the sir say no drill because it was raining.. i was kinda irritated by it.. but my anger can't last.. then we started having sectionals.. sir taufiq didn't come today, so mdm wei li was in charge.. she actually wanted me and camelia to pratice a score on the drum set but camelia was like don't want don't want so in the end after a very long time i got to play the drum set... then we went in circles... me then camelia then shaun.. then we went for lunch break at about 10 then it was raining lightly.. i asked camelia to bring umbrella but she was too lazy.. then i ask valerie bring then she ask me go take myself.. so like dig her bag abit wrong right so i abandoned the whole idea.. so i asked what are we going to do if it rains heavily.. then camelia was like will not one la.. u wan bet $5? then i scared to lose 5 bucks so never bet.. then in the end it rained so heavily that we have to take a taxi back to school..and then they made me pay everything first... then we wentt back to the band room.. then everyone was there already.. then we played two songs then went to this room where they explained about the dunno what pass down thing... then me and camelia went to plaza singapura and watched garfield2..=D then we went home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29055423-115073288542049531?l=orange-melody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/115073288542049531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29055423&amp;postID=115073288542049531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115073288542049531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115073288542049531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/2006/06/imagine-eating-diner-when-u-are.html' title=''/><author><name>`velda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17603344745727623599</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-29055423.post-115063858575807111</id><published>2006-06-18T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T06:09:14.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am highly bored now..&lt;br /&gt;camelia woke me up at 12+ by calling me.. then i went back to sleep but i couldn't.. so i got up at 12.30 and went down to eat lunch.. then at about 3 i was really really bored, so i went out with my maid.. went to look for the slacks also.. then camelia called and said she found it for me then also help me alter.. so i say okay lor then i went home.. bought the last milo ice-cream at seven-eleven.. came back home then play o2jam.. play until dinner time.. then play again.. then realised that my science nppa is still untouched.. so now doing.. the irrtitating part is that i have to rephrase everything.. cannot short-cut.. ahh!!! the holiday homework is giving me headaches.. i am doing my reserch infront of the television.. so i am watching tv while doing my homework.. it helps! there was this stupid short flim about a boy la.. cartoon.. gave me ideas on how to do the front cover!! hahaha... so if my parents ask me why, well, that's my reason..=D ahahahha.... my maid just came back with my milk..woohoo.. actually before she left, i asked her for newapaper.. then she was like newspaper? what newspaper.. then i saed u dunno what is newspaper huh? den she sae newspaper? and looked dam blur.. then i was like give me old newspaper then me sister started laughing and then my maid and then me then i laugh untill my stomach dam pain la... having crams now.. stupid newpaper..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29055423-115063858575807111?l=orange-melody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/feeds/115063858575807111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29055423&amp;postID=115063858575807111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115063858575807111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29055423/posts/default/115063858575807111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-melody.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-highly-bored-now.html' title=''/><author><name>`velda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17603344745727623599</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-29055423.post-114926068684284864</id><published>2006-06-02T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T06:08:50.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;let's recap what happened today..&lt;br /&gt;actually i can't really remember...&lt;br /&gt;think think think..&lt;br /&gt;okay...&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at say 8.30 and went down for breakfast..then i found no breakfast on the table.. then my mother ask me to tell my maid what i want to eat then she will go buy.. so i thought of eating prata.. so i ask her buy two plain prata for me.. when she came home, i had already showered and dressed, ready to depart from home.. by then it is like 10 already... so i ate in a hurry and left house at 10.30.. then i took a train to tampines to meet camelia.. and she is not there la!! aiyo.. then i waited like 10 minutes like that then she finally arrived.. then we got on the train and talked lots of shit till we reached plaza sing then went for drum lessons.. then we were like 20 minutes early la.. so we went in first anad practice.. then we got the drum set.. haha!! what an achievement.. anyway, moving on... we meet jonathan later on and benjamin even later on then we watched the bench warmers.. benjamin paid for my ticket.. need to pay him back though.. and got free drinks from jonathan.. anyway, the movie was like dam nice la.. too bad it is not a sad sad movie.. so i never cry!! haha!! lol.. anyway... the last time i cried was when i watched i not stupid too with camelia, jasmine and sherlyn.. so dam touching la.. okay, back to the topic.. after the movie benjamin wanted to go to yamaha and look at drum sticks.. so we went la... then is like.. i went in then they say no drinks allowed.. so i went out and wait lor.. then after that we went home.. i brought the drink to the mrt station.. then camelia and jonathan was like u can't bring it in here and i was like so what do i do with it.. then they ask me out in my bag so i put la.. then jonathan was like why u put in your bag.. hold it la.. then i was like u ask me to hold one la... then i still put it in my bag la.. then we got into the train.. didn't talk much though.. or rather we didn't talk at all.. maybe because the train too crowded? dunno.. anyway.. got off at my stop, said goodbye and went home.. and disposed the drink cup.. oh ya.. almost forgot.. for the whole day, my pants was actualy like very loose... i had to pull it up constantly.. lol..=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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