<?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-6467321</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:20:50.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>threepoks</title><subtitle type='html'>threepoks</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111666765400991558</id><published>2005-05-21T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T17:27:34.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so freaking traumatised! i dont even wanna talk about it.. but.. i loved it!&lt;br /&gt;i hate hate hate people who borrow things from me and dont retuen it to me.. or people who owe me money.. or people who simply take advantage of my kindness.. they are freaks! FREAKS i tell ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111666765400991558?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111666765400991558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111666765400991558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_05_15_archive.html#111666765400991558' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111651418719722755</id><published>2005-05-19T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T22:49:47.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>crap! i've been using the word "crap" so damn frequently man!! like only today? haha..&lt;br /&gt;went to seng siong.. to get the "ice pops" and the "chips" to sell at the sports day tomorrow.. hmmm.. i'm so dreading it.. shit..&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love with tyler hilton!! i really cannot take it anymore!! i love him! i dont like black basturds anymore!! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111651418719722755?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111651418719722755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111651418719722755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_05_15_archive.html#111651418719722755' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111634375791885307</id><published>2005-05-17T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T23:29:17.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man!! the freaking alfi saw the tuo diao part?!  and not reporting to the whole world only la.. thanks alot! hmmm.. not only that.. i didnt go get my cd back.. and the people in-charge of the pa.. happily on my cd and listen la.. aye..&lt;br /&gt;learnt a new hand sign which means... heh heh.. better dont anyhow here.. wait later kenna sued.. anyway.. its bad.. it means ""wtf"!!!! i'm like damn happy that i'm one of the few people who actually knows about it? haha.. thanks kathleen! anyway.. had some celebrity heads thingy.. had to guess who and wot the picture was and go run and ""qiang da" then  somebody told me the answer.. so i went up.. and guess who was making retard noises but alfi? ok.. woteva.. so i did the hand sign thingy.. and too bad.. he jus didnt know wot it was.. and during recess.. i have people telling me that the funny face i made to alfi was damn funny? hello? i didnt make a funny face here?  get your facts right! so stupid lor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111634375791885307?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111634375791885307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111634375791885307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_05_15_archive.html#111634375791885307' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111608693414519534</id><published>2005-05-14T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T00:08:54.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hyfntrak.com/tylerhilton/AFF1879/"&gt;http://www.hyfntrak.com/tylerhilton/AFF1879/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out tyler hilton's latest single!!! how love should be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early this morning.. didnt make my coffee like i never do.. haha.. had the eldds thingy.. so sian la.. and mr big shot started scolding everybody just cos nobody told him the arrangements for monday.. like wot ever!!!! and then.. he started apologizing.. like.. wot's done is done! so dumb!&lt;br /&gt;ok.. went to church for the party.. got cheated la.. went to the roof.. and.. it was locked.. so.. went down.. and the kuku bird said it was in the canteen.. thanks alot.. ok.. then.. i was like so damn loner there la.. and i saw tarzan! haha.. have quite a full dinner thou.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;so.. here i am.. trying to waste time listening to tyler hilton's song! haha.. its really damn nice la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111608693414519534?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111608693414519534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111608693414519534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_05_08_archive.html#111608693414519534' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111590383912179814</id><published>2005-05-12T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T21:17:19.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams are over!! woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;f&amp;n test sucked? i only knew how to answer the half mark questions la.. thks alot! shit man.. it will so pull down my marks..&lt;br /&gt;during the test.. started making eye contact with everybody again.. haha.. ask the gorilla whether he wanted to go out tmr.. but that kuku bird couldnt understand a thing i was saying.. its either me not mouthing the words properly.. which is not cos somebody else knew wot i was asking him.. or he cock eye.. which he is.. that retard.. and i was like a fool trying to get him to understand wot i'm saying.. while he continued his " huh-ing.." haha.. was fun thou..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111590383912179814?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111590383912179814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111590383912179814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_05_08_archive.html#111590383912179814' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111579626656172251</id><published>2005-05-11T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T15:27:11.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man.. i feel so stupid..&lt;br /&gt;its the last paper tmr.. other than the 3o mins of CME? wot ever it is.. test on friday.. i'm supposed to study.. i cant concentrate.. i wanna watch tv.. and i need to go to the freaking toilet like now!! i feel like dropping f&amp;n.. its so lame.. i mean.. how can we eat in peace knowing that if we eat too little of it.. we'll get some freaking disease or smth.. and if we eat too much.. it will be toxic or smth..&lt;br /&gt;i love making eye contact with people during tests.. haha.. its damn bloody fun! then i'll be like laughing to myself or smth.. but then again.. whenever whoever's doing smth stupid.. and i'm the one who madde eye contact with him.. its for me to see! all the other freaking girls laugh at it too? hello? me Me ME &lt;em&gt;ME&lt;/em&gt; ME..&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;oh ya.. somehow or rather.. i think people with semi circle eyes are cute? i mean.. for once i thought samuel was cute la.. cos during the test made eye contact with him.. [its all about the eyes] and he smiled? spotted his eyes.. and only his eyes.. so cute man.. but sorry la.. that guy's a big pervert! cant get anything good from him.. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111579626656172251?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111579626656172251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111579626656172251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_05_08_archive.html#111579626656172251' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111545297746009040</id><published>2005-05-07T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T16:03:59.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>drums class was fun man.. alot of blunders as usual.. but we didnt get to jam! so sad man..&lt;br /&gt;wot's with getting so worked up with one exam? i mean.. i dunno wot i mean.. but still.. its only one.. hello.. i've got like 6 la.. hmph!&lt;br /&gt;i love my sista!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111545297746009040?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111545297746009040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111545297746009040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111545297746009040' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111521384696391892</id><published>2005-05-04T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T15:36:25.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit man.. exams have already started? and here i am blogging.. great.. ok.. got back the maths paper i thought i flunked.. did ok guess.. at least i passed..oh yeah.. i dunno whether i shld congratulate her or not? because she's happy she got higher than me? like for the first time? hmmm.. is that something to be proud of? no offence.. i'm just wondering.. i feel like swaning her.. but.. haiz.. forget it..&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. dad and sis came to pick me up today.. some hum sup people just couldnt get his eyes off my sis.. excuse me? i was supposed to be the main attraction there ok!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;today's chinese test seems too easy to be true.. i think i'm gonna fail! argh! and the stupid alfi.. its like suay enough that i have some oratory thingy with him.. then he has to sit at my table for the tests.. and during the test itself.. he was fooling around with everyone.. like hello? look in front? "sorry to all indians or malays out there.. close ur eyes and dont read this ok?" stupid blackie.. and he calls me brownie for no apparent reason? hello? it doesnt link? lame man! and.. i couldnt insult him.. cos silas was there.. and he was making fun of my mole? like go ahead man.. i love my mole!! and he was sitting horizontally.. and teacher scolded him.. haha.. told him to sit properly.. stupid black ass..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111521384696391892?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111521384696391892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111521384696391892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111521384696391892' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111484675237278233</id><published>2005-04-30T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:44:02.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sooo sorry mersa.. because of my cowardice, i missed almost the whole of the blue house cheerleading! so sorry ok? i'm sure there's always a next year rite?&lt;br /&gt;didnt get my freaking year book yet.. apparently.. &lt;em&gt;mrs sng..&lt;/em&gt; didnt keep one for me.. and i have to go the the freaking general office to get it another time.. like thks alot.. anyway.. was walking around the all so familiar place pointlessly with jing, chin, pei and mah ying fen? but anyway.. who can blame her for following? seeing she doesnt have many friends.. haha.. was perspiring like crazy over there and the freaking people only put up some freaking fans for the freaking teachers over there? thks alot.. but anway.. shannon is so damn good looking with the long hair and everything! really brings out her face man.. but aiya.. didnt have the chance to actually talk to her.. haiz.. and that mah ying fen ah.. wah piang.. kuku bird man.. kept finding faults with me.. and we were "fighting"? haha.. but kenna cut.. shit la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111484675237278233?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111484675237278233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111484675237278233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_04_24_archive.html#111484675237278233' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111461035577434138</id><published>2005-04-27T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:45:02.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;ahhh.. its been long since i blogged.. but with my bro always hogging on to the com.. its no surprise that i didnt blog.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;so many things have been happening man.. time passes so damn quickly!!! its been like 1 whole wk?! can u imagine? one minute im in st nick's doing the freaking family dance on the last day i was supposed to be there.. the next minute i'm in pres high talking crap with all the gays.. haha.. it seems so weird! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;anyway.. my studies are seriously lagging! shit.. had a "surprise" physics test today.. meaning.. mr choo told us about it but i cleanly forgot.. was a surprise to me.. then had to go over to the other class to take the test.. went to sit rite at the back when the person beside me said "eh... our saviour is here" but in chinese.. rite... but i was kinda trying my best to tell them that i dont quite understand the lesson and so i dont know how to do.. when samuel came and sat beside me?! and he said "eh.. let me copy.." and he stupidly said it very loudly.. that retard.. obviously mr choo heard? and he said nobody was allowed to sit beside me! wah piang.. was like damn flattered la.. hee/~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh yeah.. heard alfi got caning in class during sec1? hmmm.. so i started asking him wot it was all about.. and someone claimed he touched her butt?! i mean.. look at her.. who wants to touch her lor.. but because she was rich, her mother&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;said that if the matter was not settled, she bring it up to court.. like wot eva! so he just admit to something he did not do.. so sad man.. and because his birthday is the start of the june holidays.. nobody says happy birthday to him and all.. so sad xia! and he'll be like looking at his phone, looking at the time.. and when it strikes 12.. he'll be like "happy birthday alfi.." to himself.. wah piang.. damn sad la.. in school he make everyone laugh.. but at home he's an innocent lil lamb.. haha.. ok.. so innocent isnt the rite word to describe him.. but its seriously damn sad la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111461035577434138?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111461035577434138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111461035577434138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_04_24_archive.html#111461035577434138' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111425132300134651</id><published>2005-04-23T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T18:15:23.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school was as boring as usual... but started asking people stupid questions like whether they had childhood sweet hearts or not... haha... and maynard claims he was pure... that was why he didnt have any... then ask alfi if he was still a virgin... and he cheekily said no... rite! den he said he had crushes on 5 girls before... forgot to ask him whether they were malay or chinese... i am so damn bloody racists... towards him! haha...&lt;br /&gt;why is it that all the not so pretty girls get the nice looking guys and the pretty girls dont even have a relationship? isnt it weird? haiz... so sad rite? haha... i'm so freaking thick skinned!&lt;br /&gt;drums -other than the speech made by mr chan- was dammit fun man!! althou i had alot of blunders... but... at least i got it in the end... haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111425132300134651?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111425132300134651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111425132300134651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_04_17_archive.html#111425132300134651' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111390656702471835</id><published>2005-04-19T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T18:29:27.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the disecting was damn cool man!!! stupid kim yeow is damn bloody chicken... hold the frog also so scared... lousy! darren was damn wimp also... haha... after cutting open the frog, it was kinda still jerking a lil... and whenever the frog jerked... darren will be like"AI YER" haha... so cute! den ltr... the heart still beating and everything... he didnt dare to look at it la... haha... and chee hoe's hands were shaking when he tried to cover the frog's head even thou it was dead alr... haha...now we know who the real wimps are! haha... den chee hoe punctured the lungs of the frog... and the big ugly gorilla was poking the frog's private part... tt idiot! oh... and there were some people who kept sayin saying stuff and asking other people to poke the private part too... and that idiot just so happens to be samuel... stupid! oh... he also said smth like sew the frog back so that can continue to live... how dumb can he get? and he was like "so chan ren... my family leh..." rite... as if i cant see the resemblance... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111390656702471835?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111390656702471835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111390656702471835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_04_17_archive.html#111390656702471835' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111387546797157854</id><published>2005-04-19T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T09:51:07.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently hav the freaking home econs... haiz... so idiotic! totally forgot the freaking test... like... shit? haiz... most prob gonna get scolded again... freaking home econs is gonna pull all my freaking grades down... thks alot... so dumb! i mean... wot can i be when i grow up with home econs? a nutritionist? like eww...&lt;br /&gt;shit the mid yrs are coming and i haven't started studying? i think its gonna be like last yr or smth... cant wait for all o it to be gone man... haiz... in one yr's time, i'll be taking n-levels... then... if i'm lucky, i'll go for o-levels... but if i'm not... haiz... go ite man... but... i've decided! i wanna go to AJC! i seriously wanna go there... it looks like such a nice school! but.. everybody else wants to go to some freaking poly? shit la!!! and it takes me at least 1 month to make new friends? shit!&lt;br /&gt;the freaking "geomancer" of mine said my future husband will be some guy with the letter A for his name... and guess who has an A? not alfi onlli la... but went to confirm with her tt its not a malay... not that i'm racist or anything... but... i just dont want to convert into a muslim... i'm sorry, but i'm very happy being a catholic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111387546797157854?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111387546797157854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111387546797157854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_04_17_archive.html#111387546797157854' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111355333845452286</id><published>2005-04-15T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T16:22:18.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit! i'm beginning to dislike pres high... all cos of some crap thing that pissed me of so much i felt like slapping the freaking girl! asshole! the story goes like this...............&lt;br /&gt;had jogathon today, didnt plan to run, but in the end, i did... ok... den reached the ending but the freaking gb person didnt give me the freaking tag?! shit her la! den my other friend came after me, and she got 97... i still gong gong ask how come she has that and i dont? well, figured they didnt give it to me... so went to ask them... and they tried pushing the blame to other people? so in the end, they gave me 109? freak la! stupid people... if they dont have experience then dont bother giving out the tag in the first place! like how dumb can they get?! let all the freaking teachers handle the freaking things! so idiotic!&lt;br /&gt;and so, i dont like pres high anymore! and the freaking guys there are so freaking retard! only a few exceptions... but wot's the difference? freak out of my life freaks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111355333845452286?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111355333845452286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111355333845452286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_04_10_archive.html#111355333845452286' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111347913758354918</id><published>2005-04-14T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T19:45:37.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah piang... i wanna noe how to play the jay chou song wif the guitar part in the front... how to learn? the onli person i noe who noes how to play is jana... but... haiz... dont even noe the song name? haha... stupid me... ytd a relieve teacher came in for maths... to invigelate or wadeva for the maths test... haha... den heard alot of ppl didnt like him... mr foo or smth... and maynard suddenly started sayin insultin stuff abt him... like  "who's the fool? stupid fool?"... haha... den... tt old peh was balding... haha.. den he said..."wah teacher... how come u got so little hair ah?" while stroking his own hair... haha... feel like trying tt on my uncle... haha... anw... den the teacher stared at him...and tt scaredy cat quickly said " sorri sorri... jking onli..." haha... stupid fella... haha...&lt;br /&gt;got into quarrel wif  darren! was damn sad la... haiz... but maynard was tryin his best to make the 2 of us smile... haha... made me smile a little... but... hopefully everything's over...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111347913758354918?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111347913758354918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111347913758354918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_04_10_archive.html#111347913758354918' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111330296093629240</id><published>2005-04-12T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T18:49:20.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so sad xia... my first bdae in pres high... and all i got was a photo frame? haiz... so sad... and i had cake on my face... eww...&lt;br /&gt;guess who wished me first? i couldnt believe it myself...it was..............PETER!!! wah piang... damn surprised la... and the second was eunice... so nice of her to rem me!!! haha...nxt... was mersa... den went to sch... stupid chee chuan told the world... but didnt wish me... johnson wished... den wenting, huimin?!?, den venessa?!?, den celesta, elena... maynerd was sayin... happy bird dae... and cassandra forgot? too much man! but refreshed her memory... haha... oh ya... when locking door tt tym... didnt noe chee hoe was inside... so when stupid samuel came out... i locked the door... n guess who was shouting frm inside the class... haha... den he was like "u wan lock me inside?" err... wadeva... den noticed he didnt bring his pencil case... so i tried reminding him... but he was like "dun need, i use my brr-rad(blood)" tt kuku bird... den... while having f&amp;n... suddenly i saw a shadow of some gorilla... n he was too scared to go into the com lab to take the key frm me... haha... so i was inside... fiddling wif the keys like in "hitch" haha... den ltr... aft sch... went to the com lab again... and he didnt wanna give me the key to go open the door? stupid donkey... den he kept copying me... fiddling the keys... haha... den he happily raise his hand up la... and i cannot reach wad... den i complained to teacher den he give me la... stupid donkey... tt big lump of fat! muahahahaha... den ltr... aye... i got a birthday cake waitin for me in the class la!!! woah man! well... act... i waited for dem to get ready everything... like... err rite? but... haiz...anw... chee chuan, audrey and nurulhuda... celebrated for me... haha... oh yeah... stupid chee chuan told mrs choy tt it was my bdae... and she asked me whether need to sing song or not... well obviously i said no... but when i walking back to my seat... she happily tell the class to sing song for me la... wah piang... and maynard asked me how cum i so thick skin tell teacher my bdae... anyhow cum and mistake me... do i look like tt sorta person? well... maybe a lil... but i'm not lor!!! wah piang... anw... den johnson put cake on my face!!! gross... and darren was dere too... so dey put cake on his face too... but he kept running... and den audrey caught him... and his shirt tore... frm the sleeve to the armpit?! haha... and he was not hairless... so i was calling him gorge and everything... haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111330296093629240?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111330296093629240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111330296093629240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_04_10_archive.html#111330296093629240' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111322658257958579</id><published>2005-04-11T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T21:36:22.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah!!! todae we had the most interesting topic la... darren maynard n me all had an accident when we were young... i hav a scar under me right eyebrow... darren has a scar rite across his left eyebrow... and maynard injured his left eye last tym... so coincidental rite?  i had a fall in the bathroom i think k2 tt tym... wasnt any blood la... but... there was an opening at my eye meat... haha... so... had stitches n everything... still hav a faint memory of the whole incident... where my uncle drove to my hse to pick me up n send me to hospital... so nice of him rite? where were my parents when i needed dem??? haiz... n i still rem my maid scolding me for not being careful... wad the hell?! ppl in pain alr... still scold... stupid bitch... anw... for darren's case... he hit the side of the bed unknowingly... at night la... n his dad found out... so quickly send him to hospital... den he said to his dad tt he wanted to sit on the stretcher... n his dad said he had the chance to sit on it now... haha... den he said tt while being pushed, he was clapping his hand? haha... so cute!!! whereas for maynard... he went to bath with his bro... when they fought n he got pushed into the bathtub n he hit the drainage thingy... n his bro is younger than him? not funny onli la... but... he doesnt hit ppl! he fights with his bro n he got bruises all over his hand... but he onli took his bro's glasses , crushed it n threw it away?! lyk tt's all la... kuku bird man....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111322658257958579?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111322658257958579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111322658257958579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_04_10_archive.html#111322658257958579' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111312695471934561</id><published>2005-04-10T17:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T17:55:54.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate f &amp;amp; n man ... it sucks big tym... i dun even noe wad i'm supposed to do la... freak rite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111312695471934561?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111312695471934561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111312695471934561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_04_10_archive.html#111312695471934561' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111312686786421709</id><published>2005-04-10T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T17:54:27.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man... love is in the air man... shit la... he has the most important cirteria i look at in guys... but he's jus not good looking enough... haiz... so sad rite?&lt;br /&gt;had so much fun in sch on fri... cos maynard, darren n me... were playing the stupidest game anyone can ever think of... haha... one of us will hav to fill our mouth with water... den the other 2 ppl will hav to make the person laugh n spit the water out... maynard totally sucked at tt game... haha... cos he jus recovered frm a laughing fit... so... whenever i say "darren farted" he'll jus loose control n start laughing... haha... n he doesnt aim at where he's spitting the water... haha... so it kinda spilled onto his papers n stuff... haha... den dere's once... he controlled his laughter for veri long... when suddenly dunno wad happened... so he spit everything out... n the water came out frm his mouth n nose? n the mucus n saliva was all dangling all over his face... haha... den me n darren gang hao brought tissue... so... we were kinda passing him the tissue... while he continued laughing... haha... whereas me n darren smarter... haha... we'll spit abit onli... den quickly swallow he rest of the water in our mouth... haha... n dis all happened during physics lesson? haha... the stupid relieve teacher... haha... when he first came in... maynard was lyk "mr choo... u slim down" haha... but not to him la... to us...&lt;br /&gt;aft tt... went to bugis wif my mum... to find bag... but to no avail... saw the purple gold... it looks so fake man... its lyk some stone painted in metallic purple or smth... haha... den went for drums... was early... saw janis... n walked ard the area thou my legs n shoulders were killing me... den... went to sit n wait for drums to start... n drums darren was dere alr.. n he suddenly asked us questions... haha... guys ask the weirdest questions... anw... den ask him whether he normal la... den he was lyk "vs no normal... unlike pres high..." aye... not insulting onli la... wanted to bash him up man! but on account tt he was smiling... took it tt he was jking... den half way during the lesson... some middle aged guy came in... n james... druums teacher... was lyk "ur new drums mate..." errr... lyk eeww... den james went out la... so i asked darren to go talk to the newbie... but he cldnt hear me... n before i cld say louder... the music came on... den yi shi jing zhang... lost control la... den anyhow ht the drums... haha... darren laughed at me! but anw... den cos tt old peh was opp me... i suddenly saw his body moving sideways... den... aye... not peeping at me onli la... wah piang... not as if he nv make any mistakes before rite? stupid fella... tou ji sui le... hai learn she me drums mah... haha... had dinner at long john's... shiok man!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111312686786421709?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111312686786421709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111312686786421709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_04_10_archive.html#111312686786421709' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111287934917617179</id><published>2005-04-07T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T21:09:09.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man... i think love is in the air? i seriously lyk him for who he is... he's such a gentleman... n he makes me laugh!!! tt's lyk the most important thing man!!! shit la... stupid maynard!&lt;br /&gt;aft darren's influence... i'm suddenly a good charlotte fanatic? i dunno y man... but jus suddenly think their songs r kinda nice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111287934917617179?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111287934917617179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111287934917617179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111287934917617179' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111278570343480495</id><published>2005-04-06T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T19:08:23.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maynard is so freaking cute!- dictionary cute... mind u... n he claims he's mental! n every tym an ambulance passes by the sch... n the siren n all... he'll b lyk... eh... who drive my car? haha... how dumb can he get? haha...&lt;br /&gt;heard heath chan isnt in choir anymore? den i sorta asked him a stupid question... "so... ur voice crack alr?" haha... but he said "my voice has been changing since i was twelve. but does not sound like it cause i train in singing." dunno wad he trying to say oso... haha...&lt;br /&gt;got blamed by samuel after he lost $60... for not waiting for him to cum back first... lyk wadeva rite? it all happened during p.e... first audrey said she wanted to take something frm class... n she asked me to give her the key... den she let 4 students frm our class stay in class cos dey were waitin outside... aye... still during p.e la... den ltr she returned the key to me... but stupid pek chee chuan had to go back to take smth n dunno do wad la... so i was lyk cannot stay in class... n the freak told me he'll return me the key... so i waited for the key... n in the end... until recess he was still not seen... so me n elena went to find him... n wad do we see? the idiot was reading his d n t stuff... wah lau... i totally wanted to give him a tight slap la... tt basturd... so i asked him for the key back... n questioned him la... n tt freaking basturd told me &lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;i&lt;em&gt; have to study for my d n t test during recess&lt;/em&gt;..." lyk how much more self centered can he get? so idiotic la... bloody asshole... go eat shit la... n he looks lyk my retard cousin...&lt;br /&gt;maynard kept telling the teacher tt i wan siva's no.... den she said she'll ask... haiz... still hav to wait... den ltr i wanted her to wait for me to finish my geog lesson so i can ask her to sign in the social studies slot... forgot to ask her to sign... opps... den ask her alr... she was lyk "u n mr. siva ah..." erm... huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111278570343480495?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111278570343480495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111278570343480495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111278570343480495' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111261952856233584</id><published>2005-04-04T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T20:58:48.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz... a normal day wif a normal beginning... was kinda worried at first... cos the joker didnt turn up in the morning... but in the end... not late onli la... haiz... i need him... otherwise i wldnt b able to hav a normal day... i'll b lyk damn lonely... haha... wah piang... when i see him onli... i'll kinda start laughing... i guess humor is the onli way of getting rid off all my troubles huh!&lt;br /&gt;well... started by going to sch abit late... den i had to que to collect class key... n den everyones kinda waitin outside the classroom... n i had to rush to open the door... sometyms i wonder y i rush for... i mean... i'm not appreciated anw... its not as if dey thk me for going early or something... but dey complain n complain when i'm late... n its not my fault... i'm not the one controlling the que for the collection of class key... hello?! i feel lyk jus hanging on to the key n not opening the class door... haha...&lt;br /&gt;maynard and darren... as usual... were fooling ard in class again... alws touching each other's breast n shouting "firm"... haha... damn funny man... but some tyms even if not funny... hav to give face to dem la... den will laugh abit for dem to see... haha...&lt;br /&gt;wad's wif the rudness wif mix sch girls? cant dey b more civilised? she was damn ride man... first she guang ming zhen da play wif handphone... in a sch which doesnt allow their students to bring handphone to sch... otherwise will kenna confiscated lyk for one month? anw... mr white caught her using... n he was lyk..."give me ur handphone" but... aye... not refuse onli la... den she was lyk... "i dun wan... wad can u do?"... knowing white... he'll return the hp back at the end of the lesson... cos he's a friendly caucasian who's so friendly u can act play wif him... especially maynard... alws asking him whether he's virgin... knowing he has a daughter... he has ear holes... n he indirectly showas us his middle finger at tyms... haha... but wah lau... wadeva man... so damn rude lor... if i was white... i'll lose my temper n slap her alr la... who cares abt being sacked or anything? den he scolded her stupid cos she shld noe tt he'll return her the hp... n she still i'm not stupid... so white screamed at her to leave the class...n aft throwing the newspaper at white... she kicked the table, left the class n slammed the door... xiao!!!&lt;br /&gt;nv tell anybody abt me unless ur close to me... its my business... i dun see y anybody shld b telling anybody else abt my past... if those ppl wanna noe abt me... ask dem to ask me... i'll tell dem myself... i dun need busybodies to go ard telling everybody abt me n my pathetic life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111261952856233584?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111261952856233584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111261952856233584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111261952856233584' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111245446078189972</id><published>2005-04-02T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T23:07:40.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah piang!!! found out my current social studies relief teacher is an ex st nicks girl man! not aye onli la... but suspected it all along la... the looks of an ij girl is so much diff frm a mix sch girl... haha... even the taste in guys wif ij n mix sch girls r diff... haiz... girls in ij sch's go for smart guys... haha... my taste n the teacher's taste onli abit the same onli la... maynard was telling the teacher i wanted siva's no... den she was lyk realli arh? i see ok? den i was lyk... but he veri smart rite? wad RI den vjc... den she was lyk ya lor ya lor... haha... haiz... still rem the first few wks when i was in pres... crossed my legs in the guys pattern... n samuel was lyk.... wah... na li you girls zhe yang zhou de? den i was lyk... cannot meh? wah piang... stupid man...&lt;br /&gt;so sleepy man... work up abit earlier dan expected... cos i had a craving for mac' donalds' breakfast... haha...woke up lyk at... 0953?  haha... veri early la... but... yup... made it to eat mac's breakfast! den... mum cooked tom yum man! xi bei shiok xia... and for dinner... woah! tt's lyk even better man... went to "ahem"'s hse to give "ahem" a surprise birthday dinner... haha... wasnt the typical type of surprise parties... it was... in a way... more matured... haha... but... the food was damn good man! nonya cooking is super shiok!&lt;br /&gt;finally decided on my nick name for the class tee... haha... not "kuku bird" onli la... haha... it such a cute term! love it man...&lt;br /&gt;drums ytd was damn fun! we got dere lyk ard half hr early... n james saw us outside... n called us to go start playing first! so nice rite? den... he didnt teach... cos we asked to learn "tt thing u do"... haha... n of cos... after seeing out irresistable faces...  he gave in... haha... the tempo was damn fast? was lyk abit close to giving up... but... i didnt! congratulate me man... we're still trying... n we hav no regrets choosing it in the first place...&lt;br /&gt;avril lavigne's "he wasnt" mtv is so copy cat... its lyk the greenday "american idiot" mtv... wif all the disgusting green thingy cuming out frm dunno where... but in pink... aft poking through the wall wif the guitar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111245446078189972?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111245446078189972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111245446078189972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_03_27_archive.html#111245446078189972' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111228035724955117</id><published>2005-03-31T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T22:56:27.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>muahahahaha... darren is the wimpest guy i've ever known! even heath isnt as gay as him man!!! haha... no offence... but anw... both he n maynard not both bowing 90 degrees when greetin n thking teacher onli la... not onli tt... still hafta hit the table first before cumin back up... wah piang... n darren loves being mr bean... "hairlooo" n he seriously loves copyin mr bean's every move... lyk the tym bean took a test n he started taking out all his pens... &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LAME&lt;/span&gt;!!! but funny... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maynard's so nice! he keeps reminding me the get the teacher's signature for the class diary... so thoughtful! but wad's wif the attitude when we're not in class? its lyk he totally doesnt noe me or smth... erm... dots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class tee sucks! lyk onli the front part is nice? -designed by darren... but anw... ya... n chee chuan lost his temper? cos nobody sorta listened to wad he was sayin...too bad his voice cannot attrack ppl's attention or smth... he was the one doing the class tee thingy... lyk wadeva... hello? he volunteered himself? nobody asked him to do it wad... n if he's under so much pressure... y did he take the job in the first place? lame rite? so idiotic... n he started gettin worked up for nth... stupid fella... still cant believe he told me to mix ard wif the class... &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WADEVA&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man... i want his hp number! it felt as if it was the first tym i saw n spoke to daryl tan! but... he's too smart for me... fancy going to ri... n den to vjc... too smart alr la... haiz... maynard's been sayin tt siva is gonna save me or smth... lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah... who was the idiot who said i lyked travis? lyk i dun even noe him?! haiz... how dumb can rumours get?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111228035724955117?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111228035724955117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111228035724955117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_03_27_archive.html#111228035724955117' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111208967654531079</id><published>2005-03-29T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T17:47:56.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sounds stupid? well... it was n indirect conversation i had wif a bitch called hui min... everyone shld seriously go check her friendster out... it sucks! big tym! &lt;a href="mailto:wendy_90@hotmail.com"&gt;wendy_90@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;... dere's a pic which consists of her n her pets... n wah piang... cannot tell dem apart man!!! go check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111208967654531079?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111208967654531079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111208967654531079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_03_27_archive.html#111208967654531079' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111208944882684206</id><published>2005-03-29T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T17:44:08.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;can u tell me y ur bad mouthin me? wad did i do tt u hav to say those things abt me? jus say it straight to my face... wadeva u n venessa hav to say abt me...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pls la hor... i got nth to say bout u... dun be so thick skin la hor... i say the pig in the zoo also dun wanna say u ar...in a bad mood... sry bout that...n pls la hor.. if u wanna say things bout mi just tell rite infront of my face! dun think i doesnt know that u gave comments bout my pics!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yes i admit i said stuff abt ur pic... so? hello? i stood up for u when ppl insulted u for ur info... some asshole was calling u fat? n i told the fella off? but its not as if i go ard telling ppl u suck or smth? do u admit u say stuff abt me oh btw... i think ur the more thick skinned one here? in wad way m i thick skinned?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;duh? well... thanks anyway... well well well... just tell u that almost everyone saying bout ur laughter la hor... it so... unexplainable... pls have some gal laughter can a not.. dun so rough la...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my laughter is lyk tt... i cannot change... let dem say all dey want... its not as if ur veri gentle urself r u? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i nv say that... well.. up ta yer...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;u expect me to change my personality... but ur not settin an example urself... so how do u expect me to change?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;duh? well.. i dun give a damn to u whether to change a not... but... i'm satisfied to wat i am now...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;so... let me get dis straight... u expect me to change... but u dun give a damn whether i cahnge or not... so... wad's ur point? btw... do i mean ur satisfied wif who u r... or for who u r?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111208944882684206?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111208944882684206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111208944882684206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_03_27_archive.html#111208944882684206' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111201633928824931</id><published>2005-03-28T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T21:25:39.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha... while getting out of car todae... darren suddenly appeared frm nowhere... tt was when he totally made my day... cos his expression when he saw my mum was kinda funny...den ltr... was telling him tt my mum can4 ta1 bu4 soon4 yan3... den wanna bash him up... haha... den he was lyk... huh? realli arh?... kuku bird man... haha... den he n maynard were kinda doin a 90 degree bow to the teacher when greeting her... haha... how dumb can dey get... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alot of ppl didnt do their maths... n kenna hav to stand up for the whole 1hr n 10mins... n maynard... happily kneel on the floor la... not funny onli la... haha... oh man... didnt noe abt the switch in the periods la... den didnt bring alot of books... at least i brought my tie... haiz... he didnt cum todae... its so sad... otherwise my dae wld hav been lyk... better or smth? so sad... he's so cute... but... wah piang... the attitude got prob man... but... he's still veri cute!!! jus tt he's not catholic... n not chinese... oh man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i miss him!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111201633928824931?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111201633928824931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111201633928824931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_03_27_archive.html#111201633928824931' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-111181557836813801</id><published>2005-03-26T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T13:43:01.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i've decided to blog here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i'll jus start frm today... its so boring nowadays... i'm kinda still learning express sec 2b stuff la... so abit not learn before onli la... saw my first caning on mon!!! the first thing the teacher said was "i dun wan to see anybody laughing... blah blah blah" wadeva... not dumb onli la... haha... den tt stupid samuel guy got caning cos the teacher found cigarettes and a lighter in his bag... haiz... serves him rite... stupid smoker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thurs... had my first nkf thingy... had to sell greetin cards at $5 one packet... lyk who willing to buy lor... damn stupid man... tt's y my whole family thinks its dumb! haha... but in the end... sold 2 packets... n we saw a young malay couple fighting?! not freaked out onli la... the guy suddenly stood up n said "ur so unreasonable!" n he threw dis file full of designs on the floor... the papers started flying everywhere la... ok... not wadeva... was kinda reluctant to pick up for him... but in the end... i did... den he quickly came taking it frm us... n he smiled n thked us somemore... haiz... ltr... he got slapped by the womna... who was holding a hp in her hand... wah piang... den she left... n he... clutchin his face followed aft her la... leave her mah... still so dumb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-111181557836813801?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111181557836813801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/111181557836813801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2005_03_20_archive.html#111181557836813801' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109911187242482482</id><published>2004-10-30T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T12:51:12.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll love u guys forever!!!&lt;br /&gt;dun forget me too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;muacks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109911187242482482?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109911187242482482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109911187242482482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_10_24_archive.html#109911187242482482' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109911146333542248</id><published>2004-10-30T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T12:45:33.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;bernice ;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey dear, no matter what happens, don't EVER forget &lt;u&gt;us&lt;/u&gt; alright. cos we would be here for you whether you like it or not. all the best in your future. LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's hard to say goodbye.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109911146333542248?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109911146333542248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109911146333542248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_10_24_archive.html#109911146333542248' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109776230850039331</id><published>2004-10-14T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T21:58:28.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;this shall be short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;I LOVE MY POKSES &gt;BERNICE &amp; HO ! :E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;yeh thats all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;hahah i did say it'd be short didnt i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109776230850039331?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109776230850039331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109776230850039331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109776230850039331' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109749152132875105</id><published>2004-10-11T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T18:48:44.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i wish for you on a falling star&lt;/i&gt; --*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been here for like ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. &lt;br /&gt;tdy was fun!&lt;br /&gt;except that &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; hole just has to spoil it all.&lt;br /&gt;gna do it agn tmrw huh?&lt;br /&gt;no &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;ohmann.&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;i&gt;dislike&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;him&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;piggo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously duno what i wud do without you peeps.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want ANYTHING to change &lt;u&gt;at all&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;duno how much i &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; you guys.&lt;br /&gt;ohmannn!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait ta see you guys tmrw and on thurs.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;so fun!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE the pokses.&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-- &lt;i&gt;if you're gone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peiyu &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109749152132875105?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109749152132875105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109749152132875105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109749152132875105' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109721864931727112</id><published>2004-10-08T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T14:57:29.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ironic  ---  to see the word 'hairless' written on a hairy hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;talented --- how people dont care abt stuff tt dosent affect them directly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;                      blind and ignorant. they just dun care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;childish --- y ppl actually bother to get jealous with their stupid behaviour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;funny ------ how they can be when they are their ture selves. when they try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;                      their best to be funny, they jus cant make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;weird ------ y i'm jus thinking to myself when... gees** i'm toking crap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;                      here/-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heh/**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hmmm... drums class getting more n more fun...* daze is gonna quit?!?! too much man!* who she think she is lor... asshole... haiz... paul is gettin on my nerves... haha* he realli is lor! the more i look at him... the more i cant stand him... argh/^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i cant take it anymore!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; i cant take the humiliation!!!y me? y me? y me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;f*** the singapore govenment!!! for givin me such a traumatic childhood!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109721864931727112?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109721864931727112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109721864931727112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_10_03_archive.html#109721864931727112' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109473068948557707</id><published>2004-09-09T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T20:04:55.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glass handphone \ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;im beginning to wonder if He sent me this show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;how He actually reminded me bout &lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt; through it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;its simply amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;vrything was alomst exactly how it was in &lt;em&gt;ours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;guess i shld have trusted him more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;thn maybe it wldnt have ended like tht. hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;251203&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to you guys ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;im alright alr laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;as in really ok now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;i've thought things out (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;dont worry u guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;and thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;love ya'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109473068948557707?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109473068948557707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109473068948557707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109473068948557707' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109456198989366611</id><published>2004-09-07T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T21:02:02.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its starting agn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;first it was him,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now its u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what happened?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;evn whn i shared my joy of passing bfa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;u didnt give a damn shit bout it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;u were never like this before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;evn whn i was worse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;u never acted this way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whats wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just tell me whats wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i used to be able to take it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;him in particular&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos i thought at least i still had u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ure making me hate this home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe it used to be a place where&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one could hurt me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but tht was the past&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it usED to be tht way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;evn whn im at home,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant fell safe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hes like tht&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ure like tht&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe u guys have problems i dont knw of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but tht does not give u the right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to vent them on me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its not like i dont have problems of my own too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i try and understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but each time i give in,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it'll start agn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i tried putting the past behind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and forgave him for that and that and that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you guys so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;damnit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop pushing me tht way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just stop it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;hope one of u reads this shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109456198989366611?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109456198989366611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109456198989366611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109456198989366611' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109443608606518524</id><published>2004-09-06T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T10:02:10.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Restless tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cause I wasted the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Between both these times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I drew a really thin line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It’s nothing I planned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And not that I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But you should be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Across that line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I traded it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I gave it all away for one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just for one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I sorted it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I knew all about this one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Wouldn’t that be something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I promise I might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Not walk on by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Maybe next time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But not this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Even though I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I don’t want to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yeah I guess I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I just hate how it sounds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I traded it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I gave it all away for one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just for one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I sorted it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I knew all about this one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Wouldn’t that be something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Even though I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I don’t want to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yeah I guess I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I just hate how it sounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(Twice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I traded it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I gave it all away for one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just for one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I sorted it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I knew all about this one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Wouldn’t that be something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I traded it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I gave it all away for one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just for one thingIf I sorted it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I knew all about this one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Wouldn’t that be something&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109443608606518524?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109443608606518524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109443608606518524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109443608606518524' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109441292706422972</id><published>2004-09-06T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T03:37:57.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;0316&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;heckk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;my head hurts and i feel like vomitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;vrythings beginning agn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;i never should have stayed up late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;if i had went to bed earlier on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;i wouldnt have to meet his deadly state&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;whn i wake up agn in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;things will get back to normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;but once night falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;and midnight is just arnd the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;the haunt begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;fears come rolling back in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;just that face would send me vibes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;frightened i may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;the tap would never open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;well not untill hes gone to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;hes someone so close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;yet im so afraid of him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;those tears cant stop falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;its like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;i dont knw him anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;or maybe i never did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;ur really scarring me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;please go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;sometimes i really hate this home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;how can i not want to runaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;when each day u keep pushing me tht way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;theres no one tht can save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;nothings aint bottled up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;im all alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;in this darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;does anyone evn see what im going through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;does anyone evn care ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;life would be meaningless if all we did was slp forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;but who really cares anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;God ; help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109441292706422972?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109441292706422972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109441292706422972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109441292706422972' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109440916362619145</id><published>2004-09-06T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T02:32:43.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;0220hrs and im here agn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;IM SO FREAKEN BOREDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;there's no one to talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;vryones gone to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;the whole world's disappeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;im actually really really tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;but i refuse to slp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;dno whats wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;i just had supper and a drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;im not as hungry now (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;mm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;when theres sch, we get stressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;when the holidays come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;we get so bored we get stressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;just what do we want ?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;-bangs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109440916362619145?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109440916362619145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109440916362619145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109440916362619145' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109440165488357563</id><published>2004-09-06T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T00:31:32.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;its now 0022hrs of september the sixth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;GOOD MORNIN VRYONE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;myf is SO crappp !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;shes damn gross la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;she changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;and shes rly freaking me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAHYINGFEN ! ;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;STOP BEING SUCHA PYSCHO !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;BEHAVE URSELF LA HORNY YOU !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;-gorges ur eyeballs out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109440165488357563?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109440165488357563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109440165488357563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109440165488357563' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109439746061468431</id><published>2004-09-05T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T00:40:45.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dirrtyy water&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;there aint school tmr but i gta go sch tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;HOW SICK .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;and to think i was evn planning on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;having &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;another one of my beauty sleeps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;head bandage, hand bandage, arm sling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;elevation sling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;cpr, head to toe survey, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;immobilisation of fractures, ring bandage, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;blah blah blahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;CANT WAIT !! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;-rolls eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ber&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;i didnt ask him to take out his book la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;u got the wrong person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;/ anyway, bout ur parents,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;i knw it aint gna be easy but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;try and cheer up yeh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;ur not facing this alone knw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;there's still him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;continue to pray and ask him for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;/ if ur dad allows u, we'll go out on fri k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;but if he doesnt let, its okay man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;there's still wed to look forward to. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;haha and u've still got the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;feel free to give me a beep anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;chill out sister !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109439746061468431?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109439746061468431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109439746061468431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109439746061468431' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109439308616924833</id><published>2004-09-05T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T22:19:48.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;drums so fun... wah piang... cannot take it man... cutie is lyk damn blur? no offence... cos he blur tao4 lai2 quite cute lah... so funni... lesson finished liao den step into class? not cartoon onli... den the james abit the keep asking him whether he ok or not... haha... not wadeva onli lah... haha... aft quite long den he realised? not slow lah... den he kept sayin shucks... cock... wasted dis trip... pls lor... den the james... abit the say can ask ppl wad dey learned? den abit the james say wad "if ur bold enough den can ask the girls" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;? thks alot lah... but in the end... we helped ourselves to him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;... we ask him whether he wans help or not... den he was lyk "yah yah wad he teach..." haha... den mersa abit go n say "take out ur book lah" not abit zhao2 si3 lah... haha... ltr met daniel ... not abit told me he wearing pink lah... in the end... abit the wearin white lah... too much man... den gave me a 1 for 1 starbucks thingy... not bad man... mersa n jing not abit too much lah... chuck him to me... den i not abit got nth to tok to him lah... argh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haiz... had fun fair in church lah... haunted hse was a big hit? roamed ard wif mum bro n sis? walked dere instead of drive cos no parkin... gae kiang bro mus bring skateboard? not abit tryin to show off lah... lyk wadvea? pls... whole day damn hot man... tryin to sneak into the haunted hse for a while cos got aircon... haha... it was damn freaky even wif the lights on? not abit shock us lah... when dey off the lights tt is... pitch darkness man... had to do duty inside... sticking our hands out to molest ppl? haha... some ppl quite nice to scare... but some act funny... when the "ghost" walk up to dem... dey not abit pok dem lyk how sumatra poked isabel? haha... abit lah... another ghost kenna slapped? n one got pulled in the hair? some ppl damn to much man... haha... while "molesting" ppl... one guy was lyk "who pinched my butt?" veri got anyone lah... cheat my feelings... den we started using the spray to spray ppl... haha... not abit some ppl scared until sit on the floor n scream? veri lah... overall... damn fun... pity dis yr dey nv use the dunkin... hmmm... dunno y oso... heard last yr's sch fun fair dunkin use st francis xavier church one? not abit my church lah...veri the walking ard tt tym saw an idiot? not abit my neighbour playin guitar on the "stage"... finally can show case his talent... not abit everydae cum home... hse door open big big... den singin country songs... wif mic... wadeva!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i wanna go out!!!!! argh!!! y cant anyone hear me????? let me out lah... argh!!! stupid father wont let me go out?n he keeps sayin my results is bad enough? wtf? as if i stay home will do anything lah... pls lor... so irritating... how wld u feel if u had to hear ppl screaming n shoutin at each other everydae? haiz... pathetic parents of mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109439308616924833?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109439308616924833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109439308616924833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109439308616924833' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109430794856044101</id><published>2004-09-04T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T22:25:48.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; in the end&lt;/em&gt;  -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;woke up at five today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;and i mean in the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;yeh yeh, im sucha pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;haha my brain was just damn tired ytd la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;ho, thanks for getting a new temp. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;poks&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;made a few changes to the template.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;if u all are not happy with it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;thn help urselves and change it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109430794856044101?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109430794856044101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109430794856044101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_08_29_archive.html#109430794856044101' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109428124090181693</id><published>2004-09-04T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T15:00:40.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoaa ! kinda surprised at the number of posts here. hahas. haven't been here for ...... days. uncountable.&lt;br /&gt;glad ta be back though. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;to my everdearest poksies ;&lt;/i&gt; got a new template. ok. like duh. the point is : i'm done wit my job here. if y'all don't like da template or whtsoevr , thn go get a new one. yeahh. AND do the links ya ? :D love all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h &lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109428124090181693?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109428124090181693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109428124090181693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_08_29_archive.html#109428124090181693' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109420897466553248</id><published>2004-09-03T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T19:57:30.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;keep my secret well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like my eyes keep these tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's raindrops on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a thunderstorm has led me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;keep my secret well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like my lungs keep on breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;until I close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the last time it's beneath me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;fot the case all is past and gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'll keep my smile and carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;don't ask for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;keep my secret well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;see how deep I fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;keep my secret well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and I won't ask you for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;keep my secret well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like my veins keep my blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no wounds can be as deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as the love that I had \&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109420897466553248?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109420897466553248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109420897466553248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_08_29_archive.html#109420897466553248' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109405509049405135</id><published>2004-09-01T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T19:58:02.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the fault is my own&lt;/em&gt; +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;got outta bed reluctantly at 1315&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lunched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tv-ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;bathed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;studied TWO pages of geogg (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bused down to tp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;met &lt;strong&gt;bunny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;waited for Queen ANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;waited and waited and waited ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;she never came ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;thn took out my geog book to study la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;THN SHE CAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;drums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lied :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;told &lt;strong&gt;daisy&lt;/strong&gt; she looked pro when she wasnt :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then she started smiling and smiling ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dongg&lt;/strong&gt; cant play with his mouth closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;makes me lose focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blurblock&lt;/strong&gt; came whn lesson finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;SMART .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;slept for almost half a day last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but still feeling damn tiredd now leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;\&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109405509049405135?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109405509049405135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109405509049405135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_08_29_archive.html#109405509049405135' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109396137760200918</id><published>2004-08-31T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T19:58:27.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im so pissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i need to shout it out before i go cukoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM PISSED IM PISSED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM PISSED !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;URGH !!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;damndamndamn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;errr ....... oookkaaayy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tht didnt help. &gt;:\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i just shouted at mum .. :0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109396137760200918?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109396137760200918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109396137760200918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_08_29_archive.html#109396137760200918' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109395386538082620</id><published>2004-08-31T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T20:13:25.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;__________ now its all gone \&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;urrrrrrr !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so many perverts in singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;whats the world turning into ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;someone tell meee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;whatever ! -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;FACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;toooo lame la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;waste of money cann ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so many people kept screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;like trying to embarrass me only la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;show finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;stood in one corner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xin&lt;/strong&gt; messaged ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;replied &lt;strong&gt;ho&lt;/strong&gt; too. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then this stupid pervert come and extra..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;fleugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;bused home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;this lady made me sit beside her. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;evn middle-aged women go for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ho&lt;/strong&gt;, watch out .. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lp !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;love em alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109395386538082620?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109395386538082620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109395386538082620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_08_29_archive.html#109395386538082620' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109369782963267752</id><published>2004-08-29T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T20:15:11.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;scar-ry me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urrrs !!&lt;br /&gt;feeling so screwed ..&lt;br /&gt;came home and discovered&lt;br /&gt;i had five scars and a few tiny ones,&lt;br /&gt;one huge redden bruise&lt;br /&gt;and terrible muscle aches.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WOW .. -_-&lt;br /&gt;bbbfft !&lt;br /&gt;:\ pissed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did flag day today.&lt;br /&gt;fun (:&lt;br /&gt;approached this really cute guy ..&lt;br /&gt;super cute k !! (x&lt;br /&gt;but he didnt donate cos his friend alr did.&lt;br /&gt;-_- but ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fleugh.&lt;br /&gt;still feeling pissed la.&lt;br /&gt;pain ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109369782963267752?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109369782963267752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109369782963267752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_08_29_archive.html#109369782963267752' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109334274958281634</id><published>2004-08-24T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T19:55:57.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the dark , ur hand is my only light ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly was dumb.&lt;br /&gt;talked bout attire and discipline ..&lt;br /&gt;retarded x&lt;br /&gt;got back chi paper.&lt;br /&gt;for my standards,&lt;br /&gt;guess its not bad la.&lt;br /&gt;haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was a lil on the slack side.&lt;br /&gt;-sighs&lt;br /&gt;chp 11 is just way too easy la.&lt;br /&gt;not challenging at all ..&lt;br /&gt;and halfway thru lessons,&lt;br /&gt;ms rockey got forced&lt;br /&gt;to listen to carol's ghost story.&lt;br /&gt;haha !&lt;br /&gt;she's so hip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got called outta class by sng&lt;br /&gt;haha got told off by her cos of my tee.&lt;br /&gt;was wearing my pe tee&lt;br /&gt;on a non pe tee day ;b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c lit was fun.&lt;br /&gt;got to watch this touching show,&lt;br /&gt;'forever and ever'.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet ..&lt;br /&gt;chen's gna let us watch the second&lt;br /&gt;part next lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had meeting concerning flag day&lt;br /&gt;during recess.&lt;br /&gt;with ho cheryl sok yingtung qy jaslin wanzi&lt;br /&gt;gna be exciting ..&lt;br /&gt;my very first flag day (8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;revised chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;low didnt come so had two free periods.&lt;br /&gt;CHATTED instead of revising .. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;common test :was definitely not easy for me.&lt;br /&gt;but who cares la.&lt;br /&gt;over .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suppoused to stay back for training&lt;br /&gt;BUT sudd,&lt;br /&gt;shiying and olive got something on ..&lt;br /&gt;so training was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha thn it was throwing temper at - time !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked home.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid hot sun was killing me la.&lt;br /&gt;sickening.&lt;br /&gt;perspired like crazy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh !&lt;br /&gt;i helped an old lady today ! :D&lt;br /&gt;im so kind.&lt;br /&gt;a vehicle could have hit her k ..&lt;br /&gt;but luckily I was there. ((8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made own lunch ..&lt;br /&gt;was not bad.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, im quite good at kitchen work. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught up with clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;been quite while.&lt;br /&gt;that girl's grown up so much alr,&lt;br /&gt;haha time passes by so quickly ..&lt;br /&gt;very soon, it'll be tht day ,&lt;br /&gt;thn kids would appear in my life ,&lt;br /&gt;and id have grandkids ..&lt;br /&gt;haha small replicas of me running about. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ole ole ole ole !!&lt;br /&gt;tmrw's WEDNESDAY !!&lt;br /&gt;yes ! finally ..&lt;br /&gt;man, cant wait !&lt;br /&gt;havent been laying my hands&lt;br /&gt;on those sticks tho.&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;shall go practice RIGHT NOW ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109334274958281634?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109334274958281634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109334274958281634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_08_22_archive.html#109334274958281634' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109307972319211851</id><published>2004-08-21T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T20:34:10.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;some say love, it is a river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that drowns the tender reed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;some say love, it is a razor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hat leaves your soul to bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;some say love, it is a hunger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;an endless aching need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i say love, it is a flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and you its only seed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it's the soul afraid of dreaming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that never learns to dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and the soul afraid of waking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that never takes the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it's the one, who wont be taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;who cannot seem to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and the soul afraid of dying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that never learns to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;when the night has been too lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and the road has been too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;when you feel that love is only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;for the lucky and the strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;just remember in the winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;far beneath the bitter snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lies the seed that with the sun's love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;in the sprng will become the rose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109307972319211851?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109307972319211851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109307972319211851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_08_15_archive.html#109307972319211851' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109307800184194842</id><published>2004-08-21T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T20:35:02.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;i suppouse no one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;actually comes here&lt;br /&gt;so if i blog, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;its the same as talking to myself&lt;br /&gt;BUT, im gna blog anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was pissed with myself in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;prepared my 1.5 bottle the previous night, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;brought my bottle out of the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;with me this morning&lt;br /&gt;then placed my botle on the stool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;while i tied my shoelace.&lt;br /&gt;and i ended up leaving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the haus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WITHOUT taking my bottle with me.&lt;br /&gt;-piaaakks&lt;br /&gt;so dumb ! &gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;urrr !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway cca was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kinda fun today, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;althou i had to use &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;one of the 1.5 bottle frm sj rm.&lt;br /&gt;looked really unclean ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but had no choice ..&lt;br /&gt;didnt wna do pumpings.&lt;br /&gt;well we did many pumpings today anyway.&lt;br /&gt;feel tougher. -beams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran one round &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and had two rounds of circuit.&lt;br /&gt;was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;played bball-cum-captains ball.&lt;br /&gt;haha was fun !&lt;br /&gt;but that sai kept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;didnt wna let our ball in ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sickening.&lt;br /&gt;switched with the other half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;played jacobs ladder.&lt;br /&gt;must say running with ruixin is fun,&lt;br /&gt;cos i get all the attention ..&lt;br /&gt;the winner not abit obvious la :D&lt;br /&gt;ya, ya. me, of cos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fa was enlightening.&lt;br /&gt;learnt quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;they were damn pro la.&lt;br /&gt;like everything also knw ..&lt;br /&gt;feel so failuretic,&lt;br /&gt;like my kind of standard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;very can teach olive and xin la.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, im becoming smarter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as the day goes by, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lined up according to minicomp grps.&lt;br /&gt;thn suddenly i got called out by oic.&lt;br /&gt;was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;like no one knew what was happening ..&lt;br /&gt;ok,&lt;br /&gt;maybe some one knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;happening but at least i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;and so, it turned out we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;were gna have activation. haha&lt;br /&gt;was fun !&lt;br /&gt;there was a fire.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was running around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;saving people and stuff&lt;br /&gt;while i just stood around. aha (;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i must say out here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that i think yingjie is very good !&lt;br /&gt;she was damn calm and pro la.&lt;br /&gt;if only i could be like her ey .. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fd-ed on the field.&lt;br /&gt;didnt have enough space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for ispat la.&lt;br /&gt;ex-oic and qiuhong was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;trying to burst my eardrums lo,&lt;br /&gt;say timing until so loud.&lt;br /&gt;ya la, their damn pro ..&lt;br /&gt;learnt kekiri homat on slow march.&lt;br /&gt;challenging man !&lt;br /&gt;was laughing when i saw the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;infront people marching off into fast march.&lt;br /&gt;yeh HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;then afterwards i not abit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;did the same thing as them laa.&lt;br /&gt;no face ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said henta and water cheer.&lt;br /&gt;bersurai-ed.&lt;br /&gt;washed and returned bottle to aic.&lt;br /&gt;and was pissed with myself AGAIN !&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;photocopied my training schedule &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for oic but i actually left it in my school file la.&lt;br /&gt;just how smart can i get ?&lt;br /&gt;then bo bian had to give oic my original copy ..&lt;br /&gt;wa lao ..&lt;br /&gt;with colour somemore one lehhh.&lt;br /&gt;sickening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched at macs with the usuals.&lt;br /&gt;this small boy was chenji-ing ..&lt;br /&gt;anyhow leaned his body against mine ..&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, at least he's cute. (x&lt;br /&gt;had free 25 cents ice cream cone frm ho. (;&lt;br /&gt;jen went home&lt;br /&gt;ho went home&lt;br /&gt;went eudokia with the rest,&lt;br /&gt;looked for THAT colour pencils ..&lt;br /&gt;they didnt have THOSE kind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so went outta the bookshop.&lt;br /&gt;wanxin went home&lt;br /&gt;cheryl went home&lt;br /&gt;i went home&lt;br /&gt;saw oic and wenxu on the way,&lt;br /&gt;parted&lt;br /&gt;and continued walking home ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw that act cool (but unsuccessful) boy.&lt;br /&gt;he always brightens my day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;with his expressions and act cool moves ..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathed&lt;br /&gt;and here to read the chem notes. (:&lt;br /&gt;studious me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109307800184194842?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109307800184194842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109307800184194842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_08_15_archive.html#109307800184194842' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-109179884899794973</id><published>2004-08-06T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T21:37:01.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I sit and wait&lt;br /&gt;Does an angel contemplate my fate?&lt;br /&gt;And do they know&lt;br /&gt;The places where we go&lt;br /&gt;When we're gray and old?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been told&lt;br /&gt;That salvation lets their wings unfold&lt;br /&gt;So when I'm lying in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts running through my head&lt;br /&gt;And I feel the love is dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm loving angels instead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And through it all she offers me protection&lt;br /&gt;A lot of love and affection&lt;br /&gt;Whether I'm right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;And down the waterfall&lt;br /&gt;Wherever it may take meI know that life won't break me&lt;br /&gt;When I come to call&lt;br /&gt;She won't forsake me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm loving angels instead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling weak&lt;br /&gt;And my brain walks down a one way street&lt;br /&gt;I look above&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll always be blessed with love&lt;br /&gt;And as the feeling grows&lt;br /&gt;She breathes flesh to my bones&lt;br /&gt;And when love is dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm loving angels instead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And through it all she offers me protection&lt;br /&gt;A lot of love and affection&lt;br /&gt;Whether I'm right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;And down the waterfall&lt;br /&gt;Wherever it may take me&lt;br /&gt;I know that life won't break me&lt;br /&gt;When I come to call&lt;br /&gt;She won't forsake me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm loving angels instead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(solo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And through it all she offers me protection&lt;br /&gt;A lot of love and affection&lt;br /&gt;Whether I'm right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;And down the waterfall&lt;br /&gt;Wherever it may take me&lt;br /&gt;I know that life won't break me&lt;br /&gt;When I come to call&lt;br /&gt;She won't forsake me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm loving angels instead&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-109179884899794973?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109179884899794973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/109179884899794973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109179884899794973' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108832248658429084</id><published>2004-06-27T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T15:48:06.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changed the layout. mmhm. errm. is it screwed up ? :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108832248658429084?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108832248658429084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108832248658429084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108832248658429084' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108805212891577108</id><published>2004-06-24T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T12:42:08.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mmhm. this blog's so empty ? yarrs. so just come here to blog lo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;tues&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went esplanade to study wit mersa. (: the table &lt;b&gt;wasn't&lt;/b&gt; cosy &lt;u&gt;at all&lt;/u&gt;. pooots- while we were studying , the guy sitting on our left , burped. and the burped abit not loud la. yuck. but the worst was yet to come. another guy came to sit on our right. and he farted continuosly. gross&lt;i&gt;ididado&lt;/i&gt;. arghh. people nowadays have absolutely no manners and consideration for others. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied for 3hrs and did like four chinese homework ? hah. felt &lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt; accomplished after that. (: headed to delifrance to eat. no more pasta and potato. so we tried the rice. not bad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked ard. saw a pencil case frm flash and splash. nice ! ((: but mersa says its for guys. and i kept replying that im a guy. hahas. :/ who cares if its meant for guys ? i want it ! esp since my pencil case is like in a duno wht condition now. rotting man. :/ heehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked out of raffles city hoping to hear some linkin park songs. cos the concert is like so near ? but we only cud hear some drummings ? yeap. so we decided to go to the padang and check it out. (: the concert was kinda a blast. hahas. there were like so many losers outside the padang listening. haha. we abit also not losers la. lols. first few songs were pretty unknown to us ? then whn we were abt to leave , all the songs we knew came out kay ! so cool ! (: and all the songs we knew came out continuosly altogether. woohooo ! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at abt 2300hrs. my parents not abit angry wit me la. whtevrr. like dorts. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ytd&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for pop rehearsal. cabbed down cos i thought i was late. :/ in the end , not abit vryone still standing at father barre la. ahwells. :| crapped ALOT wit the &lt;i&gt;sixys&lt;/i&gt;. hahha. did our tribal dance. but was rather failuretic. :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired. had ftdrill wit sue. we not abit laughing like some kinda psycho maniacs la. sorry sue ! dint take the ftdrill seriously i guess. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;now&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna do my homework later. haha. tmrw got portugal versus england. :/ duno who im supporting here. mmhmm. nvm. i shall support france ALL DA WAY ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108805212891577108?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108805212891577108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108805212891577108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108805212891577108' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108657967102930175</id><published>2004-06-07T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T11:43:07.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey everybody... bernice the great is back... MUAHAHAHA... &lt;br /&gt;ok... back to the point... veri sorri to those ppl whom i hav offended... espicially to: merisa, cheryl, peiyu, pauline, jinghui, jaime... &lt;br /&gt;oh... nxt tym u c me lyk nv tok or anything rite... is cos i feel extra or i hungry n tired... so... dun bother abt me at tt tym... cos my mood wldn't b tt gd... n if i get angry at smth or wad... dun tok to me... let me b alone for a while... den my qi will xiao... dun ask me questions ok? lyk wad happen n all... yah... but if u realli wan my qi to xiao even faster... den encourage me to drink water... yah... lyk if u c my face turning red n all... den say: bernice!!! drink water... haha... ok lah...&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't veri happi for the fact tt nobody told me abt it until one dae before... so... nth lah... thks for asking me to go anw... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108657967102930175?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108657967102930175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108657967102930175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108657967102930175' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108625353823111533</id><published>2004-06-03T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T17:05:38.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey... finallly decided to cum back here n tok cock... haha... didja hear the news?!~ an 11 yr old girl killed her gd fren!!! not violent onli lah... wah lau!! too much man... in japan lah...! japan's alws been dis violent!! stupid ww2... argh/~ &lt;br /&gt;anw... back to the point... stupid peter!! i hate him!! he can go eat shit!! stupid fella... wah lau!~ so damn pissed off by him!&lt;br /&gt;haiz... forget it lah... no use getting pissed off by somebody whu's not worth me getting pissed of with... haha... ok... looking foward to tmr... was chatting wif my sis ytd n she said she wanted a tutor... so i intro dt to her... haha... but she needed help in maths n science... wad a pity... dt onli gd in humans n english... ~chey~ haha... but den my sis said tt he cld teach her tt too... den aft asking him all sorts of stuff lyk the price n the dates... my sis said she wanted to get her priorities rite first... meaning... she hav to c if she really needs tuition in humans first... not make me waste my effort lah... argh...&lt;br /&gt;now... my dad doesnt wanna pay for my guitar fees lah... he says... he'll onli pay for my tennis fees... which i dont even play? so irritating lor... n he keeps telling me to go for competition... n my size is gd for a tennis player... cos i hav big thighs? wah lau... i abit not angry onli lah... not insulting me lah... &lt;br /&gt;ok lah... go liao... byez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108625353823111533?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108625353823111533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108625353823111533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108625353823111533' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108487213723911950</id><published>2004-05-18T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T17:22:17.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cheeky smile - (: hhaha ! this blog's so empty without me ! (; hhahaa. so i just came back to blog here agn. in case later &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; people say i dont bother abt the pokses anymore. yeahhs. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whts happenin to us ahh ? looks at mersa questioningly - why are we sudd so crazy over sue ? hahha. maybe we shud just start a fanclub tht says 'WE LOVE SUE !' hhahah. &lt;u&gt;emal&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bloody stinking of blood now. ya know. menses ? WIDEgrin - hhahah. aiyaaaa. im prepared to see a BIG FAT 'F' on my ppr this term. after today's physics test, thts the end of me mann. i not abit anyhow do la. i was guessing the answers all the way mann. haiiyaa. if i knew tht i wud do so badly for me physics, i wudnt have woke up at three a.m. just to get myself to study. hurrrrr. ahwells. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was sucha boring day. bleaghhs. had drills during recess. under the secthrees. well, &lt;i&gt;sorta&lt;/i&gt;. hahhha. some people are just so clueless abt themselves. rolls eyes -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pokses&lt;/b&gt; im sick of this template lehhs ... are you guys ? xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108487213723911950?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108487213723911950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108487213723911950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108487213723911950' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108453248604008601</id><published>2004-05-14T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T19:04:25.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee behavior=alternate&gt;&lt;font face="century gothic" size="3" color="#FF00FF"&gt;sue &lt;u&gt;ROCKS&lt;/u&gt; ! q;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# merisa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108453248604008601?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108453248604008601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108453248604008601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108453248604008601' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108408264958756764</id><published>2004-05-09T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T14:09:29.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd was FUN ! wheeee ! cca was damn slack. hehs. (: but we went down quite a number of times ? haha. was exciting tho. (: anwanw, after cca went out wit &lt;i&gt;sixy&lt;/i&gt; excluding shuyu. :( poor girl cldnt come wit us cos she had tuition. yeaps. well we went to wisma.. looked at some wallets and pencil cases thn headed to bits and pieces. haha. wanted to peirce ears wit jen wanxin and cheryl but thn realised i cldnt cos i was suppsed to be going wit bernice ? so i didnt. after dno how many hours of thinking whether or not to peirce, jen and wanxin decided to peirce ! haha. brave jen peirced hers first. all of us went ohmyyygoshhh while watching how the needle was peirced in. HAHA. was exciting tho. but i cldnt peirce laaa. yaaa. then wanxin was so freaked out she decided not to peirce anymore. so yeaps. we left the shop wit only jen peircing her ears. HAHA. ok. then we walked down to taka. we made this rly cool phone strap thing wit the word 'sixy' on it. haha. all six of us have it. (: yaaa. so nicee. spent like dno how many hours there choosing too laa. haha. wanted to get crepes wit them but cldnt cos i was sooooo late fer my guitar class. so cabbed home. while the others continued to shop. baaahaha. cheryl spotted an empty cab in the middle of the road and told me to hail it. she even brought me to the cab la. HAHA. not funny laa. it was in the middle of the road knw ? ahaha. THANKS girl ! anw, the taxi drivers were damn freaky man. cos i took quite a few cabs ytd la. then its like all the taxi drivers talked to me bout the same stuff ? like they asked the exact same questions.. like okaaayyy. :0 ok whatever. as usual spencer was lame. haha. like wots new ? (: after class ate at bk ? sighs. didnt have yoshi. :/ cant believe i cld resist the temptation of the beef bowls. haha. anw shopped fer mom's day pres. hope she likes it.. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church as usual today was great ! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisa (:  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108408264958756764?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108408264958756764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108408264958756764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108408264958756764' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108366194323051146</id><published>2004-05-04T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T18:34:15.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dined at romano's. was dad's birthday. hes 51 alrs. haha. (: the food there was like eeeew ? frm the first dish till the main course, vrything tasted the same ? was just disgusting laa. felt like puking.. :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to this pub after dinner. :0 i dont suppouse im allowed in there ? but ahwells. who cares ? (: had &lt;i&gt;plain water&lt;/i&gt;. left after watching a few games of pool. yeaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jogging afterwards ! ;D got to build up stamina fer next yr's 2.4 laaa. this yr was terrible.. :/ yaaa. so went jogging around my neighbourhood. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was boring as usual.. like wots new ? heard some rather shocking news.. haha ! was damn hilarious tho.. couldnt help laughing halfway thru chinese lessons. hehs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched at macs wit my dearest pals. (: something funny happened over there. winks at poks - .haha. ok. it wasnt &lt;i&gt;tht&lt;/i&gt; funny laa. stooopid yellow bananas. hur. think their soooo much better than sn and all... whteverrrr. rolls eyes - . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hms. today was boring too laa. cant rmb wht happened in school.. (: ohs yes ! i rmb something. haha. the fire drill was soooo exciting ! haha. as in rly. we were having dance enrichment halfway when sudd bel shouted 'fire ! fire !' haha. so we were like 'haha fire.' then everyone rushed to the window to see wht was happening. i went to tell the dance teacher there was fire. then she didnt understand.. :/ so i said huo3. then she dont understand still. like errrrrr !!!! so i was like 'fire... huo3.. you2 huo3... fire exercise.' and she still gave me tht confused look ? bek chek man. then everyone was like ready to leave the dance studio to go dwn to the hockey pitch when she stopped us and said lessons havent finished yet ? ohmyyygooodness laaa. cant she get it in her brains ? theres f-i-r-e fire. ok i mean 'fire'. like wth. ahwells. in the end we went out la. then silly jaime and bel were like shouting 'help ! help !'. haha. then sudd we saw sng ? she was like down there alr ? so we screamed and shouted.. and ran down. haha. we seemed like as if we're more afraid of her then the 'fire' laa. haha. funny. was sooooo fun ! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;section b of todays history test was like :/ ? bleeeaaahs. whtever la. its over alr anw. hehs. yays ! yays ! its finally OVER. wipes - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohs ohs ohs ! sry to vryone whom i may offend this week ahead.. having my - now. (: heeehs. i knw i knw. eeeeeeeewwww. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mersa    /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108366194323051146?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108366194323051146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108366194323051146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108366194323051146' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108333510162998182</id><published>2004-04-30T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T22:42:03.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey hey... sooo long nv cum here alr... haha... ok... back to the point... &lt;br /&gt;todae ran 2.4... not tiring onli lah... when started off tt tym... was lyk ard the 10th person... but later on... overtaked alot of ppl... was kinda happi wif myself... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="3.5" color="#FF33CC"&gt;mersa&lt;/font&gt; ~ dun care abt anything now kayys? u did it... n dere's no turning back... /-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="3.5" color="#FF33CC"&gt;cheryl&lt;/font&gt; ~ u oso dun care kayys? whu cares abt bald patch? ok? /-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="3.5" color="#FF33CC"&gt;peiyu&lt;/font&gt; ~ congrats lah... so gd... not fast onli lah... haiz... u wait...! zhao si ah u... gd luck nxt yr... haha...&lt;br /&gt;stupid bro lah... went online juz now... then i asked him to let me play com... he abit jus sign out n ask me to sign in lah... then he continue wif his game... i abit can control myself at tt point of tym lah... den tt peter at first online one lor... den while my stupid bro signing out frm his game tt tym... tt peter abit go offline lah... i abit not angry lah... wanted to hav a chat wif him lor... then cos of tt bro of mine... cannot tok lah... argh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108333510162998182?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108333510162998182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108333510162998182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108333510162998182' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108331840829955779</id><published>2004-04-30T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:51:06.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohwells. 2.4km sucked. gave up TWICE. and even WALKED.. wtf ? :/ hms. but nvm.. there's still next yr ! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, had free chicken wings today ! hha. frm bluehse la. was delicious. yumyum. ;p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back in sch today to finish my maths hw. heehs. no hw fer the rest of the weekend ! yays ! still got history to revise fer tho. :0 hms. knw the history paper we did in term one ? hha. i didnt sign it till like on wed laa. smart me. luckily ms keh only minused half mark. hehes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be going fer the vj funfair wit pokses and cheryl tmr. (: then we'll be going &lt;u&gt;shopping&lt;/u&gt; after the funfair ! yays ! ilovetoshop. haha. afterall, i seriously need to get new stuff. i look so pathetic. ;@ okok. im thousand times luckier compared to those kids in africa.. but well.. i just have to get new clothes ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. this blog looks kinda deserted.. like its been a week and nobody's posted anything yet. ahahahahaa. ahwells. im posting now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisa    /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108331840829955779?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108331840829955779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108331840829955779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108331840829955779' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108281624019194601</id><published>2004-04-24T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T22:23:43.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stoooopid indian guy. blahhhh. &gt;:&lt; glares at him -  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;get well soon dears ! -hug&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisa    /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108281624019194601?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108281624019194601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108281624019194601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108281624019194601' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108263168222733468</id><published>2004-04-22T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T19:06:23.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back pokses !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hha ! :D had thought tht today wud be the most yucky day of my life. surprisingly, it wasnt. (: ran six rounds succesfully. tho the timing had sucked, at least i managed to complete all the six rounds. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to add on to my happy day, mohan was absent ! hha ! feeling sry for him. but... i still deserve to celebrate rights ? hha. (: anw had elit after recess. was okay la. then had chi. bahh ! :/ had tingxie. know i cant get 19 half anm. will most prob get at least 1 ? hha. think i wont get happy meal la. i better not. anw after tingxie, tht stoopid caipok wanted someone to answer her question. then who else did she choose but me ? hurrrr. so irrit. of all ppl &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;. whtevrr. hha. gave her the so called shock of her life. i answered the question correctly duhs. xD so she got nth to say lohh. pathetic small fry. showed her wad im made of. hhahas. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenta macs after skl wiv mersa, bern, cheryl, jinghui and pauline. hhas. was eating and at the same time, laughing like crazy. courtesy of bern. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after tht. thkfully i dint meet any psychotic irritating morons like i did yest. hha ! looks at mersa -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho - &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108263168222733468?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108263168222733468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108263168222733468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108263168222733468' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108245505942809761</id><published>2004-04-20T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T18:01:44.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all tt's been happening in singapore is all realli weird... mum says its the work of terroris... haiz... but who noe's? haiz... &lt;br /&gt;todae kinda fun... did not hav lessons starting frm 11.30a.m onwards... so fun... were toking abt guys... haha... sooo fun... then toked to mashar bt her future husband... n how dey met... haha... sooo cute... maybe one day... me n ~~ oso lyk tt... haha... but muz wait until he does smth nice first... haha... but still dunno who the ~~ is yet... muz wait quite a while first... haha...&lt;br /&gt;b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108245505942809761?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108245505942809761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108245505942809761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108245505942809761' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108226597197859594</id><published>2004-04-18T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T13:37:48.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="impact" size="4" color="#3333FF"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BLUE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="impact" size="3" color="#000000"&gt;hse rocks ! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo ! once agn, &lt;font color="#3333FF"&gt;blue&lt;/font&gt; won ! hohoho. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church in the morning ! -BIGgrin. hehes. pastor dan's real funny man ! hhaha. he rocks. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally saw charissa today. have been so many mths since i last saw her. shes still ever so pretty ! hehs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, on my way home, met linglaoshi at citylink mall. she actually knws who i am. amazing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, had crepes after tht ! wahahas. im not suppoused to be wasting money on food but ohwells.. was just tooo tempting. -looks at peiyu. (; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisa    /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108226597197859594?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108226597197859594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108226597197859594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108226597197859594' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108194084471590928</id><published>2004-04-14T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T19:17:23.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;' bernice, merisa, peiyu ! start running ! ' ahahah. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three rounds today. felt stronger after the run. (: had free period after tht cos sng was having a talk wit some people. then history and chi lit afterwards. was boring laa. during recess had cheer prac. :/ couldnt go eat. blahhh ! was so damn bloody boring.. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to class feeling hungry.. :( had chi. caipok still owes me my sweet ! cos i said she was pretty the other time. hahaha. but she didnt buy yet. claimed she didnt have the time. :/ wtf man. make me wait fer so long alr. poo. anw ended the day wit maths and sci. super boring.. and i was having mood swings ? during maths and sci... sry bernice ! AH ! studies suck can ? its so frustrating.. urgh. seriously going to be crazy soon alr.. cant take the stress man. now i suddenly become like very hardworking ? i dno wht happened ! help ? i dont wna be so hardworking.. i cant take it. i dont feel like im merisa.. :0 hais. actually i've been hardworking fer two days only la. hha. im exaggerating. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had maths remedial ! (: glad im in it. i knw i need help. bahaha. ok whtever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love all my fellow poks ! and yeaps ! my sexy sixy members, i love them too ! :D u guys totally ROCK ! and im sure u all knw tht alr. ;) love ya guys plenty ! -hugs each and vryone of u tightly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisa    /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108194084471590928?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108194084471590928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108194084471590928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108194084471590928' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108177380809766536</id><published>2004-04-12T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T15:30:02.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="impact" size="3.5" color="#FF33CC"&gt;happy &lt;u&gt;threepoks&lt;/u&gt; day !&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ytd&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hha. met fellow p pok in the afternoon and together, we went to get bern's pres. :) after walking arnd and arnd and arnd.. we got her a pair of earrings ! and i think she likes it ! :) yeaps. got her a pink rose too.. ohsohs ! and we gave her two kisses each ! on her cheeks ! hahaha. ;) we met cheryl later and we took a bus down to bern's hse. hehs. was craping and eating and talking all the time la.. was fun ! wanted to swim wit cheryl and peiyu but i got my -. blahh. not fair can ? then today abit no more alr la. hahaha. but nvm.. can alwys go swim another time. left bern's place at 10 plus. me peiyu cheryl daryl tan and mingxia? took bus to tp station. then in the end.. tht daryl tan abit took cab wit me la.. he got a lift frm me cos he stayed near me la.. then he abit invite himself to my cab.. :/ thanks alot. but in the end, he paid fer my whole cab fare ? feel kinda guilty. ohwells. ANW, hes one guy full of crap i tell you. hah. oh ya ! me and peiyu tried cheryl's wax. hehs. was screaming when jing was helping me put on the wax.. i wasnt pain actually.. i dont knw why i screamed.. haha. but it was fun ! i did only one part of my leg tho.. so its like one leg's hairy and the other's hairless.. hahaha. shall go wax properly later. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was damnit fun !! went out wit my pokses. :) went to nooch to celebrate my darling bernice's birthday. basically, we crapped ALOT. hehs. hope she enjoyed her lunch. :) and yeaps ! this wallet frm flash and splash caught me and peiyu's eyes. its damn nice. rly. :) anw bern this is fer YOU :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#CC00FF"&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to BERNICE &lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you !&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ya loads swtie !! :) have a great 14th birthday ! ohs. and dont care bout &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; ya ? shes just out to ruin ur special day. dont care bout her ! me and peiyu love ya deep deep down down in our hearts ! :) HAPPY BIRTHDAY once agn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE &lt;u&gt;BOTH&lt;/u&gt; OF MY POKSES LOTS ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m    /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108177380809766536?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108177380809766536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108177380809766536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108177380809766536' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108164498739341717</id><published>2004-04-11T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T20:53:52.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh ! i just woke up. :/ tht means i cant go fer church ! service will be starting in like 15 mins time ? poo ! :( havent been attending service fer like 1half mths alr.. haishais. was studying fer chinese last night.. then dozed off halfway.. w/o setting my alarm ! :0 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peiyu ! haha. of cos im &lt;u&gt;too tough to handle&lt;/u&gt;.. told ya i was fit. :) ohs ANW, i didnt receive any sms from u.. :) ahaha. too bad la.. guess &lt;i&gt;tht&lt;/i&gt; title belongs to me. woohoo ! ohs ! i think there's something wrong wit ur guestbook. i cant sign it.. go check it out alr ? c ya later ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108164498739341717?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108164498739341717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108164498739341717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108164498739341717' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108158145485527726</id><published>2004-04-10T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T15:29:52.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had cca today ! :) morning, had to run 5 rounds. stopped at 4th round to take a break then carried on fer the last round. was terrible. shldnt have rested. after my last round, i was practically ready to collapse anytime. the pain was just atrocious. but, i didnt faint. guess im just too strong. ;) we had sqd interaction. haha. poor sai and jin an were being teased by us. but seriously, they look like their attached. ;p anw, had activation later. was one of the transporters wit the 'other five'. :) was quite fun. esp the part when we were trying to 'save' jolene. hehs. and fd was fun ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched wit the 'other five' after cca. :) then my 10cent coin dropped into wanxin's fish. :/ oops. sry ! but she said it still tastes good. hehe :) vryone started leaving after we finished lunch.. first was shu. then when jen had ta leave, vryone started hugging her. then we all started hugging each other goodbye. so sweet right ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be going fer class in a few hours time. :( so sian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw anw, tmr's &lt;u&gt;bern's&lt;/u&gt; bbq ! :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohs ! and i just found out tht this monday isnt only bern's birthday but its also threepoks day !! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108158145485527726?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108158145485527726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108158145485527726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108158145485527726' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108151084477042448</id><published>2004-04-09T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T19:44:33.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha... sorri p pok... i cldn't control myself... cos u step on my leg then pretend nth happened... so i cldn't help but laugh... obviously i forgot dere was slurpee in my mouth... so... it came out naturally... haha... &lt;br /&gt;ytd watched PASSION OF THE CHRIST damn nice... but veri sadistic... cldn't take it man... started to cry at the end of the show... wah lau... so damn gruesome... but nice... though i used my mother's head to block my view during the er sing part... still nice... &lt;br /&gt;wonder wad presents i would recieve... haha&lt;br /&gt;b pok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108151084477042448?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108151084477042448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108151084477042448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108151084477042448' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108143301873226063</id><published>2004-04-08T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T13:44:36.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jen ; nope dear. no need ta say sry. cos we gta face it together sooner or later.. so why not make it now right ? we will work it all out as ONE k ? i believe vrything will turn out to be the way we all want it to be. cheerups ! love ya loads ! and highfive ! we both got -. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl ; girl ! YOU cheerups ! i told ya i was ok alr.. im not thinking bout anything. when ur ready, u knw im here la ya ? yeaps. ANYtime. haha. u will tell me when huh ? ;) .. tk care and never ever kill urself please. thts seriously too silly. love ya ! +)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of 'us' ; I LOVE YOU ALL ALOT ! my love fer u all has never changed k. it rly hasnt. sry if i've made any of u think tht way.. anw, we will definitely solve all these ya ? the 6 of us will be together till the end ! long live the 6 of us ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;this is fer you, cheryl&lt;/u&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Count on me through thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;A friendship that will never end&lt;br /&gt;When you are weak, I will be strong&lt;br /&gt;Helping you to carry on&lt;br /&gt;Call on me, I will be there&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Please believe me when I say&lt;br /&gt;Count on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see it's hurting you&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your pain&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to see the sunshine through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes it seems as if it is never gonna end&lt;br /&gt;But you'll get through it&lt;br /&gt;Just don't give in cause you can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count on me through thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;A friendship that will never end&lt;br /&gt;When you are weak I will be strong&lt;br /&gt;Helping you to carry on&lt;br /&gt;Call on me I will be there&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Please believe me when I say&lt;br /&gt;Count on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes it seems as if&lt;br /&gt;We're standing all alone&lt;br /&gt;But we'll get through it&lt;br /&gt;Cause love won't let us fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count on me through thick and thin &lt;br /&gt;A friendship that would never end &lt;br /&gt;When you are weak &lt;br /&gt;I will be strong &lt;br /&gt;Helping you to carry on &lt;br /&gt;Call on me I will be there&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Please believe me when I say count on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place inside of all of us&lt;br /&gt;Where our faith in love begins&lt;br /&gt;You should reach to find the truth in love&lt;br /&gt;The answers there within, ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;I know that life can make you feel&lt;br /&gt;It's much harder than it really is&lt;br /&gt;But we'll get through it &lt;br /&gt;Just don't give in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count on me through thick and thin &lt;br /&gt;A friendship that would never end &lt;br /&gt;When you are weak &lt;br /&gt;I will be strong &lt;br /&gt;Helping you to carry on&lt;br /&gt;Call on me I will be there &lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid &lt;br /&gt;Please believe me when I say&lt;br /&gt;Count on&lt;br /&gt;Count on&lt;br /&gt;Count on&lt;br /&gt;Count on&lt;br /&gt;Count on&lt;br /&gt;Count on&lt;br /&gt;Count on me...&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yes you can, I know I can, sure I can, so glad I can, so glad I can, Count on me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;this is fer the rest of ya'll&lt;/u&gt; :) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's stay together let's stay together &lt;br /&gt;Loving you whether, &lt;br /&gt;through good and bad, happy or sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, you mean the world &lt;br /&gt;No matter what it is you say or do &lt;br /&gt;I always will be there for you &lt;br /&gt;So no, no matter what, let's stay together &lt;br /&gt;through the good and bad, happy and sad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m pok    /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108143301873226063?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108143301873226063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108143301873226063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108143301873226063' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108142500068173201</id><published>2004-04-08T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T19:53:49.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had recess wit poks jen and wanxin. :))) hehes. we laughed quite abit didnt we ? :) we gta have more of these kinda 'get together sessions' more often.. but also wit cheryl and shu ! :) love all of u 6 ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and peiyu ! congrats ! ur timing is like WHOA compared to last sat ? good fer u ! lucky i dont have pe ? or i wld be so malufied.. :/ woosh !   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-looks down. yeaps. today had lots of fun wit my poks ! :) crapped and laughed alot. hehs. and ya ! bern spat at peiyu's face. haha. but the scene at tht time was like quite funny ? haha. throughout our whole 'outing' we just had lots of fun ! LAUGHED alot. hha. then when we were walking towards newton mrt, all three of us screamed ! :) hehe. then like got pple arnd us so we just pretended nothing happened ? damn funny. rly missed these kinda days.. when the three of us wld just do simple stuff TOGETHER. just the three of us. :) PEIYU AND BERN ! thanks fer making my day !! I LOVE YOU GUYS HELL LOADS ! :))) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having stomache now. wonder if its cause of the sandwiches me and bern made during he or is it cos of the ice cream crepe i had earlier on or is it cos of my menses ? :s eeps. it sucks. it as in menses. :/ hais. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to berns barbeque. and berns birthday !! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad peiyu decided to go ! guess bern pok is more important than building up ur immune system rights ? -winks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108142500068173201?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108142500068173201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108142500068173201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108142500068173201' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108142235900818715</id><published>2004-04-08T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T20:49:13.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;sunshine after the rain. but it's still drizzling.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a pretty good day laas. had pe in the morn. then gta run four rounds. hhas. set a personal record fer myself. (: but after the run abit not abt to die only laas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard that cheryl thinks im angry wiv her. mmmhmm. like NO ?! i angry for wad ? hhas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the mrt tht time, i realised my bag was full of choc. eeeps. :| anna's easter egg choc. haiiya. stained my thermometer, keys, the sjab badge and a mini heart. :| bern wna eat the melted choc, so i was like, why not ? hhahs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out in after skl wiv my favourite peeps ! :D accompanied them to newton first to get their cheques. then we wenta 7eleven to get my slurpee. so while bern was drinking tht slurpee halfway, she suddenly looked at me, started luffing and then... SPIT OUT THE SLURPEE RIGHT AT MOI FACE. thks a lot. stares at bern accusingly - :/ hhas. but was pretty hilarious laa. then after bern went home, me and mersa went heeren to search for &lt;i&gt;ahems&lt;/i&gt; present. hhas. dint accomplished wad we wanted to do tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided i will most prob go to the partay. yeahh. just dont wna make bern sad. hhehs. (; so exciting lohh. this sunday. cant wait ! hhahahs. gna be a blast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna start on my reply letter to wanxin and cheryl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D looks at mersa and bern - jus decided i really truly love my pokses tons and tons. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'p'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108142235900818715?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108142235900818715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108142235900818715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108142235900818715' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108134924591486961</id><published>2004-04-07T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T22:51:12.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz... dese few days i veri cranky... dunno y oso... muz be cos of the ~~ then become lyk tt... then i scolded alot of ppl... lin feng was 1 of my victims... sorri ah... i veri pissed of when u gave me tt kinda look... so i scolded u 'bitch'!~ hai ya... so sick of everybody the last few days... first was lin feng... then peiyu... then jing hui... too much mans... use my phone to msg tt irving... say wanna go out one day...? wah lau... he a bit say ok... when... stupid fella... cant stand him... oh... heath in choir... haha... so cute... i tink he sing the high part... lol~ haha... &lt;br /&gt;b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108134924591486961?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108134924591486961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108134924591486961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108134924591486961' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108116902341789892</id><published>2004-04-05T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T20:47:53.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;through the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get caught in the rain with no where to run&lt;br /&gt;When you're distraught and in pain without anyone &lt;br /&gt;When you keep crying out to be saved but nobody comes &lt;br /&gt;And you feel so far away &lt;br /&gt;That you just can't find your way home &lt;br /&gt;You can get there alone &lt;br /&gt;It's okay, what you say is &lt;br /&gt;I can make it through the rain &lt;br /&gt;I can stand up once again on my own &lt;br /&gt;And I know that I'm strong enough to mend&lt;br /&gt;And every time I feel afraid I hold tighter to my faith&lt;br /&gt;And I live one more day and I make it through the rain &lt;br /&gt;And if it keeps falling down don't you dare give in&lt;br /&gt;You will arrive safe and sound, so keep pressing on steadfastly&lt;br /&gt;And you'll find what you need to prevail &lt;br /&gt;What you say is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through the rain &lt;br /&gt;I can stand up once again on my own &lt;br /&gt;And I know that I'm strong enough to mend&lt;br /&gt;And every time I feel afraid I hold tighter to my faith &lt;br /&gt;And I live one more day and I make it through the rain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the wind blows, as shadows grow close don't be afraid &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you can't face &lt;br /&gt;And should they tell you you'll never pull through &lt;br /&gt;Don't hesitate, stand tall and say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through the rain &lt;br /&gt;I can stand up once again on my own &lt;br /&gt;And I know that I'm strong enough to mend&lt;br /&gt;And every time I feel afraid I hold tighter to my faith &lt;br /&gt;And I live one more day and I make it through the rain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;And stand up once again&lt;br /&gt;And I live one more day and night&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through the rain &lt;br /&gt;(Yes you can) &lt;br /&gt;You will make it through the rain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mersa&lt;/b&gt; -&gt; this song is for you. (: smile girl. we will make it !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108116902341789892?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108116902341789892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108116902341789892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108116902341789892' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108116215748721260</id><published>2004-04-05T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T20:06:04.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i pretend nothings troubling me, pretend vrythings alright. i hide the way im feeling behind the smile.           hurt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;its all MY fault. entirely MY fault tht vryones feeling this way. i suck. someone pls wake me up. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisa    /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108116215748721260?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108116215748721260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108116215748721260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108116215748721260' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108108138952294099</id><published>2004-04-04T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T20:28:05.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;copy this code into your page&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=218 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.koolplace.com/tests/hell.php&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://koolplace.com/tests/h_test_i2.gif border=0 width=218 height=97&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=font-size:8pt;font-family:verdana&gt;I am 17% evil.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.koolplace.com/tests/hell.php"&gt;Take the test&lt;/a&gt; :: &lt;a href="http://www.koolplace.com"&gt;koolplace.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108108138952294099?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108108138952294099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108108138952294099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108108138952294099' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108106211598222308</id><published>2004-04-04T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T16:37:18.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>talking to cheryl now !  -winks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ytd&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cca was fun ! woohoo ! esp fd part. i knw i knw. was very tiring and all but the feeling after going thru all tht was great k ! GREAT feeling i tell you. a sense of achievement like tht. so nice ! but i almost cried while doing fd. felt so weak and my whole body ached.. felt like fainting man. the pain was just indescribable la. but i decided to hang on ! (: and i didnt regret on my decision ! woohoo ! so shiok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to vj ltr at night to watch espoire. SN rocks !! woohoooo !! was cheering like crazy ! then the group of pple infront of us were like suffering ? cos we screamed ?? then was very piercing la. even i cldnt stand it. but was fun torturing them. hhaha. the breakdancing performance was so cool ! but the magician abit the can tell he's cheating la. not obvious only. lousy man.. but overall it was ok i guess. whole thing finished at 11. then cabbed home. ber jing cheryl me waited so long fer the cab to come can ? waited fer almost an hour la. people kept cutting our queue. then was so tired i slept in the cab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, ytd was a very tiring but fun day. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisa   /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108106211598222308?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108106211598222308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108106211598222308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108106211598222308' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108100116077105527</id><published>2004-04-03T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T22:12:35.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhh !!!! man utd WON !!!! ahhhh !! cant believe it lohh. hhaas. chill. get a grip. (; its ok laa. arsenal deserved to lose anw. they dint play well. bleaahs. its ok laa. theres still next time. right now, it's the european cup and the league ! GO ARSENAL !!! WIDEgrin -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dior and all the o/r man utd fans in the world &lt;/b&gt;alryt ! man utd rocks. for ONCE. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peiyu`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108100116077105527?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108100116077105527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108100116077105527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108100116077105527' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108092199535130248</id><published>2004-04-03T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T00:10:32.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I can be a mystery cover up my heart&lt;br /&gt;Never show my emotion always keep you in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I could find funny line impress you for a while&lt;br /&gt;Hide the way that I'm feeling behind the smile&lt;br /&gt;But I don't wanna lie be something that I'm not&lt;br /&gt;And promise you the moon and stars but I swear to you my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Just as I am&lt;br /&gt;I give myself to you&lt;br /&gt;Just as I am&lt;br /&gt;I'll never make it through&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are the love I need &lt;br /&gt;The life inside of me&lt;br /&gt;So here I stand&lt;br /&gt;Just as I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can try play it shy or charm you with my words&lt;br /&gt;Let you see through the sweetheart show me it would never work&lt;br /&gt;I could then not pretend and tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Cause its a chance worth taking with a love so real&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't wanna lie be something that I'm not&lt;br /&gt;And promise you the moon and stars but I swear to you my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll be together for always&lt;br /&gt;Cause true colours never lie&lt;br /&gt;You're my everything&lt;br /&gt;My life is in your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take me Just as I am....oh I....&lt;br /&gt;I give myself to you&lt;br /&gt;And Just as I am....oh I....&lt;br /&gt;I'll never make it through&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are the love I need &lt;br /&gt;The life inside of me&lt;br /&gt;So here I stand&lt;br /&gt;Just as I am.... yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give myself to my baby&lt;br /&gt;Never make it through...&lt;br /&gt;So here I stand Just as I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisa   /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108092199535130248?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108092199535130248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108092199535130248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108092199535130248' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108092108321781459</id><published>2004-04-02T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T23:55:02.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>peiyu ! tried signing ur gstbk but smg kept oopsing me. so shall write here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho ah ho. oops ! not suppoused to call u tht. sry. peiyu ! ur blog's nice !! i thought u were looking fer a new template fer OUR blog ? hmms.. tsktsk. naughty ahs someone.. anywaayy, i've been thinking bout &lt;i&gt;those stuff&lt;/i&gt;. and i've came to realise tht its all actually quite funny ? ok. i knw it sounds weird la but seriously.. its rly quite comical. i mean.. if u just look at the other side of it.. u'll see tht it is actually not much of a big deal. aiyahs. dont worry so much. time will heal all wounds. eventually, it will. so yeaps ! hope to see u smile 'retardedly' (according to someone -winks) tmr !! well, i dont understand whts so retarded bout tht la. its cute can ! tht woman ah, anyhow insult my friend ! ppffftts ! :/ hms. sweet dreams. LOVE YA LOTS &lt;u&gt;MY&lt;/u&gt; EVERDEAREST P POK !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisa   /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108092108321781459?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108092108321781459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108092108321781459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108092108321781459' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108090082326921362</id><published>2004-04-02T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T18:18:02.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey pokses ! continue to visit my &lt;a href="http://addicted-.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF6699"&gt;addicted- &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#FF6699"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;blog yaa ? love you guys plentys ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108090082326921362?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108090082326921362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108090082326921362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108090082326921362' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108082777543668464</id><published>2004-04-01T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T22:10:27.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You know it hurts me deep in my heart&lt;br /&gt;To know that we are drifting apart&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;Why should it end this way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisa   /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108082777543668464?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108082777543668464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108082777543668464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108082777543668464' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108081100896885191</id><published>2004-04-01T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T18:26:03.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;happy april fools day !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;damnit&lt;/s&gt;. why did evrything which was right in the first place became so wrong ? bleahhs. cant be bothered anymore. now we abit become their victims alr laa. so dao towards us. and im so &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; imagining it k. we had apologised profusely, gave a pres so as to apologise more sincerely. in the end did they chill ? no. wads the point of evrythin mann ? so dumb. maybe we shudnt hav apologised in the first place. made them even more pissed. dno why either. jus gna pretend tht nth evr happened in the first place. whtevrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so freakin pissed wiv caipok. to think i was actually starting to lyk her. eeew. was so unreasonable wiv jen and i lohh. started to shout at us once she saw us. stoopid ignorant pig. :/ at least christina is so much btr k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw menses suck. tht stinky red blooded thing. hhaaas. cant believe i actually survived running three whole rounds. SO uncomfortable ! esp with tht stoopid whisper pad getting stuck in my ass all the time. hhaas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arsenal still rocks anw. must be cos ronaldo nv play thts why they draw. wad i meant is, if ronaldo plays, man utd wud hav lost. hhaas. winks at dior -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not able to sign ur gbk. so replying u here ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mersa&lt;/b&gt; no ! dont call me tht ! so awful. arghh. i dont feel close at all when u call me tht k. i feel so disgusting ! eeeps. btw, u support arsenal ? ahhh !! really ? like finally ?? woohoo ! u go girl. at least u got good taste. hhaas. love ya dearr. and STOP calling me by tht disgusting name. :/ hhheehs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bern&lt;/b&gt; evrythin's alryt ? stop feeling tht way laa. mersa and i still love u as a pok no matter wad happens k. we all love u so MUCH !&lt;br /&gt;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108081100896885191?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108081100896885191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108081100896885191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108081100896885191' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108065411262449649</id><published>2004-03-30T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T21:54:30.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hms. rockey's changed ! :/ as in rly changed man. she used to be so nice. but.. hais. ms rockey, sry but im taking back my words, i dont love u no more. :@ yeaps ! too bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got burned &lt;i&gt;four&lt;/i&gt; times today. abit not pain la. darn hot man. tsk. my poor skin. gluegun is dangerous. seriously, its &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; dangerous. kids, pls dont take it as a toy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to macs wit bernice after finishing our lit project. eeeww. :s met sooo many &lt;i&gt;ivans&lt;/i&gt; can. hha. there were so many of &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt; out there la. hhaha. -winks at bernice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had surprise maths test. it was soo easy. im gna pass it wit flying colors man. right.. very la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="3.5" color="#FF66FF"&gt;shu !&lt;/font&gt; cheerups dear ! i knw something's bothering u. can sorta tell by the way u looked today ? hms. i dont knw whts making u feel so troubled. but hey if u need to talk, u knw im here ya ? anytime, anywhere, just come find me. im only a call away dear. hope to see you smiling the next time i see you k. &lt;font face="impact" size="3" color="#CC66FF"&gt;s m i l e !&lt;/font&gt; love you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisa   / &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108065411262449649?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108065411262449649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108065411262449649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108065411262449649' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108045988396428322</id><published>2004-03-28T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T15:49:13.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not really convinced tht they are really ok tho they said they were. sighhs. plus the fact tht they seemed pissed ? dno wad to do. bleahs. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw tonight got arsenal vs man utd. hope arsenal crushes man utd big time. hate them. hope man utd wud be crushed, defeated, stomped, beaten, kicked in the ass ... anymore ? if arsenal really bts man utd tonight, at least there's one thing for me to be happy abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="3" color="#FF6699"&gt;mersa &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="1" color="#000000"&gt;and &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="3" color="#FF5566"&gt;bern &lt;/font&gt;have fun at the party dears ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108045988396428322?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108045988396428322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108045988396428322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108045988396428322' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108043624063143781</id><published>2004-03-28T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T21:12:28.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="impact" size="4" color="#FF99FF"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="impact" size="4" color="#FF99CC"&gt;&lt;u&gt;jaime&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="impact" size="4" color="#FFCCFF"&gt;dear ! ;)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest was &lt;i&gt;interesting&lt;/i&gt; la. -looks at jing and bernice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anna zoe yilin philana&lt;/strong&gt; hope u guys are rly ok. sry if we've been rude to u all in any way ya ? sry. shall see u all in school soon ! take care ! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisa   /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108043624063143781?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108043624063143781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108043624063143781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108043624063143781' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108039177453554763</id><published>2004-03-27T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T20:55:44.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="century gothic" size="3" color="#000000"&gt;happy &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="century gothic" size="3" color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sweet &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="century gothic" size="3" color="#FF6699"&gt;fifteen &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="century gothic" size="3" color="#FF2255"&gt;jiayu&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="century gothic" size="3" color="#000000"&gt; !&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108039177453554763?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108039177453554763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108039177453554763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108039177453554763' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108039114133584626</id><published>2004-03-27T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T15:50:03.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hhahaaaas. dya think im gna die on monday ? i dont think so. cos i alr survived death before. wads the big deal mann ? hhehs. cca was okay laas. no comments. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, went out wiv cheryl aftr tht. while we boarded the train at amk station, there was this indian guy who kept lookin at us pervertically. then later he found a seat fer himself and sat dwn laa. and i caught him red handed staring at this fat woman's butt. so sick. then when the train was at orchard tht time, he suddenly came up and stood beside me and cheryl and kept lookin at us wiv his tongue wagging ard. so DISGUSTING ! so both of us quickly went to another cabin. and guess wad ?!? he FOLLOWED !! abit &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; stalking laa. me and cheryl totally freaked out kays. not scary laa. then we wanted to change trains. so we dropped at somerset. and he ... FOLLOWED ! so argh ! then we quickly ran out and hide behind sth laa. and i dno wad happened to him aftr tht. so freaky lohh. idiotic pervert. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftr tht we went citylink mall to get zone prezzies. bought qte a lot of stuf. hope they liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate crepes and cream fer dinner and then we wenta heeren to buy the wrapping paper. decided to buy some stuf fer nc2. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda an ... exciting trip. hhaas. winks at cheryl - (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108039114133584626?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108039114133584626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108039114133584626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108039114133584626' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108030700599438838</id><published>2004-03-26T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T21:20:16.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha... today sooo fun... mersa... jae... jing... n sumatra... cum to my hse to do science project... then called &lt;font face="impact" size="4" color="#000000"&gt;peter&lt;/font&gt; haha... then we kept saying... tc... tc... then disturbed &lt;font face="impact" size="4" color="#000000"&gt;daryl tan&lt;/font&gt; then asked him to cum my hse... then he started tellin' me bt his days in guangyang... wad he throw ppl's bag n bks out of the door... then slam the door while they were outside picking their things... too much leh... anyways... bye for now... &lt;br /&gt;b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108030700599438838?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108030700599438838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108030700599438838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108030700599438838' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108029137128052031</id><published>2004-03-26T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T17:00:29.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hhahaas. all the poks were foolin ard wiv anna jus now. me and mersa wanted to hav our 'revenge'. hhehes. and we did it ! high fives wiv mersa - anw bern oso got involved later on. and anna admitted defeat. hahaas. :D but anw before tht, we made cyy our guinea pig to practise first before doing it on anna. and cyy actually got tricked twice. hah ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="3" color="#FF5599"&gt;Mersa&lt;/font&gt;hhahas. righhht. u are so normal. the only reason they made u normal was cos u did the quiz twice ! hhahas. sry fer leakin out the 'secret' to being normal. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108029137128052031?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108029137128052031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108029137128052031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108029137128052031' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108021548959715851</id><published>2004-03-25T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T17:29:12.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>past few days' been passing by so briefly and quickly. i can hardly rmb wht happened in school for the past days. :/ haiyohs. those two are still deeply engaged wit &lt;i&gt;tht&lt;/i&gt; person. tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hha. ytd was feeling so hyper. felt so happy fer dno wht reason.. just was happy la. anyhow i took a ' Am i normal ' quiz ! and obviously im NORMAL ! like duh ! so obvious can. HHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;marsha's &lt;u&gt;SO&lt;/u&gt; cute ! -grins. seriously. shes TOO CUTE alr. cant take it. shes been so nice can. her future husband's too lucky to have her. love her to bits man !!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ms rockey.&lt;/strong&gt; if u ever see this, just wna say I LOVE YOU &lt;u&gt;ALOT&lt;/u&gt; ! (:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chenji !&lt;/strong&gt; relax k ! (: dun get angry ovr  &lt;i&gt;tht&lt;/i&gt; kinda people anymore alryt. seriously not worth it. yeaps ! cheerup ! rmb, i LOVE you !!! hhaha. bet u veh happy tht i confess my love to you rights. -winks. tk care babe ! hope u get the testi soon. -muahmuah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisa  /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108021548959715851?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108021548959715851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108021548959715851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108021548959715851' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108021156042980169</id><published>2004-03-25T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T18:51:25.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee behavior=alternate&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="4" color="#000000"&gt;the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="4" color="#000000"&gt;poks &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="4" color="#000000"&gt;rulz...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108021156042980169?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108021156042980169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108021156042980169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108021156042980169' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-108005009220242271</id><published>2004-03-23T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T21:58:17.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghh. was so pissed wiv caipok today. idiotic fool. accused our whole klass fer cheating during tingxie jus cos one of the words was written on the board and the moron who worte it forgot to erase it away. and she blamed our whole klass fer not realising tht the word was there. &lt;i&gt;hello ?&lt;/i&gt; if we look ard then she will accuse us of cheating. then now when we nv look ard, she accuses us of cheating also. jus cos we werent alert enuff to see tht word on the board. wads her damnit prob ? if she is so alert, why dint she see tht word herself when she first stepped into the class ? arghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she also changed our places. whtevr. now vic is sitting right at the back of the class. bleah. but luckily its jessie who's sittin next to me now. hhahas. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope arsenal crushes chelsea when they meet on thurs morn fer the champs league. gna watch the game. hhehhs. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peiyu`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-108005009220242271?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108005009220242271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/108005009220242271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108005009220242271' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-107994537251988325</id><published>2004-03-22T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T09:29:27.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="4" face="century gothic" color=#CC33FF&gt;&lt;marquee width=100% behavior=alternate BGColor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;b&gt;SNSJ &lt;u&gt;ROCKS&lt;/u&gt; !! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-107994537251988325?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/107994537251988325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/107994537251988325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#107994537251988325' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-107994407379265233</id><published>2004-03-22T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T16:31:18.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/piratesmile/1075680415_cturesduck.gif" border="0" alt="duck"&gt;&lt;br&gt;duck- you are care-free and fun loving.  you enjoy&lt;br&gt;attention and making people laugh.  nothing&lt;br&gt;seems to get you down, and if it does you don't&lt;br&gt;let anyone else know it.  people are drawn to&lt;br&gt;your fun-loving nature and sense of humor.  be&lt;br&gt;careful not to keep things that bother you&lt;br&gt;bottled up inside.  you don't always have to be&lt;br&gt;laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/piratesmile/quizzes/What%20Barnyard%20Animal%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Barnyard Animal Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisa   /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-107994407379265233?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/107994407379265233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/107994407379265233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#107994407379265233' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-107953613314877741</id><published>2004-03-17T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T21:12:54.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soooo pissed... wah lau... wad r the holidays for man????? to let us take a break from the sight of stupid teachers????? please lor... give us break then let us destress ourselves lah... y still hav to make us do some stupid homework????? no logic leh... fuckin' pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="4" color="#000000"&gt;peter&lt;/font&gt; happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;woman rulz...&lt;br /&gt;b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-107953613314877741?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/107953613314877741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/107953613314877741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107953613314877741' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-107933423760741146</id><published>2004-03-15T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T15:12:18.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee behavior=alternate&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="4" color="#FF6699"&gt;happy &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="4" color="#FF6600"&gt;birthday &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="impact" size="4" color="#000000"&gt;suhui&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-107933423760741146?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/107933423760741146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/107933423760741146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107933423760741146' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467321.post-107931971144169180</id><published>2004-03-15T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T11:05:06.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahahhaaas. man city bt man u 4-1. can u believe tht ? so now man u is third on the epl table. while chelsea is second. and guess who's on top ? arsenal duh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'p'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467321-107931971144169180?l=threepoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/107931971144169180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467321/posts/default/107931971144169180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threepoks.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107931971144169180' title=''/><author><name>Ber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708950325284392156</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></entry></feed>
