<?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-6139367</id><updated>2012-02-12T19:06:06.499+07:00</updated><title type='text'>_+sTrEEtGaL in e houSE_+</title><subtitle type='html'>BasIcaLly aBout Me..and MoIselF</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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>401</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139367.post-114051059997079393</id><published>2006-02-21T15:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T15:29:59.970+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MOVED</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/114051059997079393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/114051059997079393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#114051059997079393' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-114034255677844952</id><published>2006-02-19T16:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T16:49:16.793+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>learn to find joy in the simple things in lifeappreciate every moment that you are givenbe thankful for everythingand carve each memory in your heartcuz' you never know when it'll be the last</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/114034255677844952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/114034255677844952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#114034255677844952' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-114022120775107743</id><published>2006-02-18T07:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T07:06:47.763+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>xuemin is so not a cleaning lady.my room is in a mess. i swear that it is. files and papers and books are all over the place. I had really meant it when i said tt i can barely see the tabletop of my desk. this is real bad. i've got just too many things and too little space for storage.i have ben postponing the major major clean up for quite some time alrdy. LOGIC: it'll always get messed up agn. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/114022120775107743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/114022120775107743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#114022120775107743' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113997365344050950</id><published>2006-02-15T10:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T10:20:53.453+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ordinary conversationsordinary smilesare what i love best.  =)done with all the tests. I will not get demoralised. they shd be too minute to get me down.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113997365344050950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113997365344050950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113997365344050950' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113982927017799178</id><published>2006-02-13T18:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T18:20:43.326+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i can't believe i'm blogging on a monday.bascially what's there to blog abt except that school has just started and i'm back to this rathole. oh my, aj is rather like a museum from the outside and inside too. what a welcoming sight to greet all the students when we slowly make our way in. I still haven't learnt how to appreciate its ancient architecture. somebody teach me, plstoday saw the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113982927017799178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113982927017799178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113982927017799178' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113971812241248853</id><published>2006-02-12T11:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T11:22:02.426+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thank you james for hosting the 7 of us at your hse yest. i had a gr8 time eating  prawns and playing many many rounds of bridge and daidee. don't know when will be the next time we can play cards so carefreely. what a pity that i didn't have my digi-cam to capture the happy moments. nvm, somethings don't change. like our friendship and the times we share. hopefully, prata 9 will be a very very </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113971812241248853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113971812241248853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113971812241248853' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113947687835070670</id><published>2006-02-09T16:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T16:21:19.406+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why have i been sleepy, lethargic and well incapable of clear coherent thoughts? the rountine of sleeping at 11pm every night doesn't help. the enormous shitload of work and tests don't help either. when can i get a chance to hibernate and get sufficient rest for ONCE?what do the weekends mean now?it's almost impossible to catch up with friends.really, i shd stop stressing myself up. c'mon. it's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113947687835070670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113947687835070670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113947687835070670' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113929290829220238</id><published>2006-02-07T13:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T13:15:08.306+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well well, school hasn't exactly eaten me alive- YET. despite supposedly having 4 tests this week. but then i guess i have been praying hard enough or others from class have been so e hist timed prac is postponed n' with econs down, that leaves only GP and MATHS!i think i may just flunk maths. i can never figure out P n C. not now or in the future. To me, it's abt LUCK. Haha. what a no-brainer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113929290829220238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113929290829220238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113929290829220238' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113910306051138339</id><published>2006-02-05T08:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T10:31:55.893+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://streetgal.shutterfly.com/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113910306051138339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113910306051138339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113910306051138339' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113910173847703101</id><published>2006-02-05T07:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T08:08:58.506+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>do not let e beautiful natural backdrop go to waste.see how nice we stand out.oops! an unglam one!love e backgrnd love the girlsthe gr8 stuff the class got me =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113910173847703101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113910173847703101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113910173847703101' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113888008747725706</id><published>2006-02-02T18:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T18:34:47.516+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113888008747725706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113888008747725706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113888008747725706' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113887769531871517</id><published>2006-02-02T17:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T17:54:55.336+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sch work is callingthe deadlines are flashing screaming redlightstests are coming!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113887769531871517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113887769531871517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113887769531871517' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113849831126988698</id><published>2006-01-29T08:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T08:31:51.280+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know this is kinda late. but i managed to ripp this off another friend's blog. =) how clever!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113849831126988698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113849831126988698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113849831126988698' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113840873582900824</id><published>2006-01-28T07:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T07:38:55.873+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had a good time yest! albeit being a very short gathering. I'm already as happy as a lark! =)cuz' i received a science experiment. learnt abt weiqi's new nick. met yen's phillippino friend whom i heard so much abt.the absence from sch was worth it! okay okay. i judged it prudent to say no more abt this bad habit i have.the teachers are not  lavishing kindness upon the students this cny as i was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113840873582900824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113840873582900824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113840873582900824' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113827512871810781</id><published>2006-01-26T18:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T18:32:08.730+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blogger homepage got some problem agn!today's lessons passed so so slowly. schooldays bore me out of my mind. the merciless mindless march of work, work, incessant work, that rots my mind.i need better things to do. e,g spring clean my room.HAHA. i kept postponing the spring-cleaning until now i'm really afraid if there ain't alrdy spider webs in my cupboard. yes, spiders like to visit my hse </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113827512871810781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113827512871810781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113827512871810781' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113818389760491849</id><published>2006-01-25T17:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T17:11:37.620+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sook saw brian littrellhe was like less than 2m away from her when that lucky girl caught sight of one of the cutest member of the backstreet boys.talk abt luck and fate and destiny.yes, i tell myself that they will be back 10 years later. it really isn't that long.no festive mood yet!! =(oh and i realised that if i pon sch tmw, my hols will effectively start today. =) *whee! HAHA. where did that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113818389760491849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113818389760491849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113818389760491849' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113809083721156242</id><published>2006-01-24T15:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:20:37.220+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BACKSTREET'S BACK, ALRIGHTTT!!i'm envy envy envy of yenming who's going to the bsb concert tonight. it will surely be the concert of the year. cuz' they are THE ONE~i want to croon to their lovely tunes and dance to their upbeat tracks. i want it that way =)recently i've been obsessed in making those plastic stars.sorry to the drinks stall auntie! i don't want to be known as the straws-thief!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113809083721156242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113809083721156242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113809083721156242' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113783310958440074</id><published>2006-01-21T15:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T15:45:09.586+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blogskin finally got a new look.but then the words seem pretty hard to read. nvm, this will make my readers squint and rub their eyes to read my posts more closely! spending more time here. *great!the UN seminar is finally over. huge huge sigh of relief. i tell u i was shaking up real badly and my fingers cold with nervousness. though nat and firdaus said that the nervousness hardly showed. HAHA.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113783310958440074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113783310958440074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113783310958440074' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113774490663624817</id><published>2006-01-20T14:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T15:15:06.650+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my spirits have been lifted considerably these past few days cuz' i got to see some of the beloved.and then i think that keeping a cheerful face is very tiring and so remaining expressionless tends to be how i greet others lately. but maybe not so much to the close friends. don't ask me what i'm stressed abt, cuz' seriously i ain't that sure myself.suddenly, i can't wait for the CNY break to come</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113774490663624817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113774490663624817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113774490663624817' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113749211469104902</id><published>2006-01-17T16:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T17:01:54.706+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this week turns out to be NOT so smooth-sailing after all.my group did kena the UN presentation this sat. so don't have the time to prepare the slides. or shd i say so not the mood to prepare anything. why why why. those who want this chance wished  so hard for it, but for those bummers like me might just waste this chance away.this week is going on so slow for me. and today it's barely the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113749211469104902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113749211469104902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113749211469104902' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113724078010145243</id><published>2006-01-14T19:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T19:13:00.113+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today out with the girls was gr8. but just tt i was really tired after tt. bad sign. showed that my stamina at shopping is slipping away.. oh and i bought a "chicken little" pack of sweets for my fave girl at the care corner when i go and visit her some day soon. I hope really soon cuz' i'm afraid that she'll forget abt me. =(I think after what nat told me abt de-stressing by eating a lot has now</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113724078010145243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113724078010145243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113724078010145243' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113707152948525631</id><published>2006-01-12T20:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T20:12:09.496+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first it was the Maclaurin's test in the morning,then it was the GP essay test in the late afternoon,now, i'm so relieved that all the TESTS r temporarily over.why is it that being a J2 now seems to make me a no-lifer? they don't even want to leave me alone during saturdays. =(  luckily, going out with the girls this sat after the redundant workshop. someone pls tell the sch or the moe for that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113707152948525631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113707152948525631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113707152948525631' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113686581806624856</id><published>2006-01-10T10:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T11:03:38.080+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thank god that it's a holiday today. but anyway, i had woken up at ard 5 plus before my head hits e pillow agn when it dawned on me today is HARI RAYA HAJI.yeah, i like living in this multi-racial society.yet agn, today's weather is gloomy and chilly. the perfect weather to stay indoors and laze ard. laze ard is quite a no-no for now as we all know we have tons of work waiting for us. *constant </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113686581806624856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113686581806624856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113686581806624856' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113661017812395475</id><published>2006-01-07T11:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T12:02:58.133+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>that's what i go to sch for. =) a nice pose before econs startsi swear this was totally not arranged!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113661017812395475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113661017812395475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113661017812395475' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113637722053611426</id><published>2006-01-04T19:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T19:24:20.823+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>here i am sneaking in a few mins just to blog this short entry. omg, without as much as a whisper the new year has crept in and the work is really piling up. like real fast. and so does my stress level. =(let's see what's up next week.1. PBL presentation.2. Hist UN presentation X 23. Maths test4. GP essay testof which, 2,3,4 are going to hit me on THURS. u can say that thurs is going to be my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113637722053611426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113637722053611426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113637722053611426' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113602993164344001</id><published>2005-12-31T18:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T18:52:11.653+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just to fill u guys in, but the results r not out yet. so there. till next week when she'll tell me face to face.so how's the last lap of hw-chionging coming along? it's coming like damn slow for me and thus with all the unfinished work and deadlines to meet, I'm not so sure abt the excitement towards the new sch term anymore. nevermind, the pure delight of seeing my friends shall be the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113602993164344001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113602993164344001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113602993164344001' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113586000114767911</id><published>2005-12-29T19:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T19:46:24.050+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gosh, and tmw is the friday which results will be disclosed. wld the sch admin call or ms yiak sms. tmw will really be quite a nervous day for me.i thank all those who have wished and asked abt the test. really was my face that pale after the test that day that mr loh commented that i was in a daze and my other classmates said similar stuff too. I admit that i thought rather hard at the qns. hmm.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113586000114767911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113586000114767911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113586000114767911' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113556835399258767</id><published>2005-12-26T10:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T10:39:14.003+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and now, let me rejoice in the near approach of the 27th, the day of my econs exam. finally, the day which i've been preparing for is coming, and I shall again wait in anxiety for the results on friday.god bless me.=)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113556835399258767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113556835399258767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113556835399258767' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113542765983003491</id><published>2005-12-24T19:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T19:34:19.840+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> my absolute fave right now!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113542765983003491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113542765983003491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113542765983003491' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113531194281442353</id><published>2005-12-23T10:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T11:25:42.880+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yest was BRAZIL first outing this year! see how busy we all are that we can only meet up only once this yr, and it being so close to the end of the year, AND still with one member missing! miss ZHIN! hope everything goes well for her and the scouts when they are in THAILAND!meeting up with the girls brought back fond memories of the 4 years spent in ZHGG. i think we grew very close in the second </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113531194281442353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113531194281442353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113531194281442353' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113513400457943091</id><published>2005-12-21T09:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T10:00:04.593+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>do u guys watch the SUPERHOST every tues?everytime it comes to the RESULTS SHOW, i just have to say WTH when videos of the contestants  sharing laughter and joy, showing brotherly love to one another and other whatnots. what's the aim of it all? I was pretty touched when the very first time they showed it, but subsequently, all the drama just keep repeating itself. all of them getting teary-eyed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113513400457943091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113513400457943091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113513400457943091' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113497696198655504</id><published>2005-12-19T14:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T14:22:42.000+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sch hasn't even start and here I am wishing that I can quickly get pass As and go straight to the UNI. and everytime i tell yy that, he'll be saying," and I'll be in the army" HAHA. really, i treat JC years as a transistion year to adulthood and the time whereby my goal in life can dawned on me. slowly, but surely,  YES.the walk home yest night was an experience. the breeze outside was strong but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113497696198655504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113497696198655504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113497696198655504' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113473703583538657</id><published>2005-12-16T19:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T19:43:55.860+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today feel so accomplished! we did the first draft of the essay on OUR OWN. yays. I shd think it is already good for a first draft and having NOT write an essay since the promo times for seeming, and for me, erm, when was the last essay?really, hist essays are so much better than  PBL or econs project. way better!watched a disk of FULLHSE before starting work. HAHA. that's so us. laughed at how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113473703583538657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113473703583538657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113473703583538657' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113461120623304734</id><published>2005-12-15T08:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T08:46:46.243+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DO i get bombarded by projects this hols or what? Having just finished the GP one on MON, I have to rush out the HIST one this fri.Thankfully, it's only the first draft for this will only be done by seeming and me. The econs essay was one of the most annoying one cuz' we didn't understand more than half of what we are typing. whatever, consider that one done too.later still have to go down to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113461120623304734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113461120623304734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113461120623304734' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113452614439037946</id><published>2005-12-14T09:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T09:09:04.403+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a careless word may kindle strifea cruel word may wreck a lifea timely word may level stressa loving word may heal and bless=)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113452614439037946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113452614439037946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113452614439037946' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113444242138881114</id><published>2005-12-13T09:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T09:53:41.413+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rules of e Game:1. Post 5 weird/random things about yourself.2. At the end of the quiz, list the name of 5 people who you want next to do this and leave a comment you are tagged in the tagboard and tell them to read your blog.hey hanisah, next time don't pick me yeah. Doing this kinda quizzes is so not my cup of tea. HAHA. so here goes...1. contrary to hanisah's no.3, my facial expressions almost</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113444242138881114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113444242138881114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113444242138881114' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113409819609447468</id><published>2005-12-09T09:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T10:23:32.436+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>don't you hate it how you think you know what you're doing and the next minute u are lost again with no direction.so now it's head over heart.i can't believe i'm feeling this same emotion just 2 years ago. 2 years. ahem. luckily, he won't be reading this.now i'm left with a hideous pile of hw. i swear my dad is gonna holler at me to clear up my desk very very soon. *sigh. now i'm gonna be very </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113409819609447468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113409819609447468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113409819609447468' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113392343419479221</id><published>2005-12-07T09:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T11:11:54.996+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>all these waking up in the middle of the night is driving me crazy.why do they only bite me??! ME??! just me?i moved from my room to my brother's room, in the hope of a peaceful night at least.they wldn't leave me alone. and so i moved to my dad's roombut THEY still hound me down.that incessant, irritating buzzing sound seemed to be always there. not even insect repellent helps.what the hell.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113392343419479221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113392343419479221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113392343419479221' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113385970284960504</id><published>2005-12-06T15:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T16:01:42.910+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we cldn't resist giving it a small pat even though the board clearly states otherwisewhy matt looks so unhappy? but yy so happy?we all love chicken little!this is so irony. fancy posting chicken little pictures up but having watched ZATHURA instead. I don' t have much comments for the show, and apparantly, my brother thinks that he wld have watched chicken little instead. let's just see when yy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113385970284960504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113385970284960504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113385970284960504' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113359724375819393</id><published>2005-12-03T15:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T15:13:19.186+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my little imp even watches the 9 oclock show(rainbow connection) on channel 8. she can even discuss the story with me. !! shock of my life!! she's only P-2, u noe.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113359724375819393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113359724375819393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113359724375819393' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113359716874862392</id><published>2005-12-03T14:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T15:06:08.760+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> my little impthe jack jack she loves i know she'll grow up to be NOT a photographer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113359716874862392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113359716874862392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113359716874862392' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113352865917673910</id><published>2005-12-02T20:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T20:04:19.186+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>really i must say. i didn't expect SL to be so fun. and so not a headache. =)will try to post the pictures up soon. but mind u, they are very very off focus and taken with quite bad photography skills.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113352865917673910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113352865917673910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113352865917673910' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113325413616913640</id><published>2005-11-29T15:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T15:48:57.140+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EVERYONE JUST SCREAM PLEASE! BACKSTREET'S BACK!my dad scolded me for being crazy yest when yen told me this amazing news!! they are FINALLY coming!! after 10 years!! what a wait!!but tickets are priced so high! $70 for the cheapest and $160 for the most expensive ones!!*checks piggy bank*DIIIIIEEEE! even if i start saving now, which is pretty impossible, all the tickets wld have been snatched up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113325413616913640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113325413616913640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113325413616913640' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113318444375709350</id><published>2005-11-28T20:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T20:27:23.886+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Harry Potter movie was not bad. I like it better than The Prisoner of Azkaban. Ha. and Yenming can't even rmb the details of the last movie.didn't get to clean my wound today thanks to my ignorance towards the polyclinic's operation system. so it was really quite a fruitless trip there today. haix. make me rush like mad. and wait like a fool outside the dressing room for half an hr.today's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113318444375709350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113318444375709350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113318444375709350' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113307077363942410</id><published>2005-11-27T12:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T12:52:53.650+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Japanese Name Is...Yumi HirohataWhat's" your Japanese Name?oh, and one reminder for the day. remember to watch INFERNAL AFFAIRS 2 TONIGHT!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113307077363942410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113307077363942410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113307077363942410' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113275587993262157</id><published>2005-11-23T21:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T21:24:39.943+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i can just scream! this was in one of the e-mail my brother received and i just kept pointing at it when i saw it!is this the same one i saw at the arcade at PS?!!i want! i want! nobody has successfully gotten it for me yet!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113275587993262157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113275587993262157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113275587993262157' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113270997099542857</id><published>2005-11-23T08:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T08:39:31.010+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think i shall blog abt my leg today.it still looks very disgusting. i think the best it had ever looked was last friday after the visit to the raffles medical grp clinic. at least the whole top layer was dry and i can see a top layer forming. if only i hadn't walk ard too much, i think i'll be on my way to a speedy recovery. and heck the scar.but then comes sat.anyway, i am finishing my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113270997099542857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113270997099542857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113270997099542857' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113256393635166174</id><published>2005-11-21T16:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T16:05:36.366+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yays! the prata ring finally has a name!PRATA 9. -- karin, me, yean yang, ks, matthew, yenming, james, sook and roxanne.we shd take a group picture soon. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113256393635166174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113256393635166174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113256393635166174' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113247052780921164</id><published>2005-11-20T14:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T14:08:47.820+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i don't want to wait anymore.superficial stuff doesn't work for me anymore. it's the sincerity that counts.i know who treats me the best.my brother is coming home tonight!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113247052780921164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113247052780921164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113247052780921164' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113239151822691020</id><published>2005-11-19T16:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T16:11:58.236+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i really cldn't do much at SENTOSA. it is such a wasted trip to the beach if u can't enjoy the waters or the sand. and then u have to be treated at the first aid stop and that probably makes u one of the very rare to get medical aid at such a place.i think that if u are my friend, u have to have strong hands, cuz' i seriously don't know if i had broken MINGNA's fingers or Roxanne's fingers when i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113239151822691020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113239151822691020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113239151822691020' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113227618311769620</id><published>2005-11-18T07:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T08:09:43.140+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my bones tingle with anticipation! the BIG day is finally here!i doubt i can do anything at SENTOSA. the wound is like hardening?!! and it's getting more disgusting. so pple, when u see me later, please get mentally-prepared.is it good to reveal too much of your secrets? cuz' tonight i think is when all the interrogation will start.--looks at karin and yeanyang. that stupid yeanyang dao-ed my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113227618311769620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113227618311769620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113227618311769620' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113219413031512429</id><published>2005-11-17T09:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T09:22:10.326+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i shall not think abt my the ugly burnt mark on my calf. i shall not think abt how i accidentally ruptured its surface and burst the bubbles. and the dried dead skin that has peeled halfway and was left so disgustingly on my leg. =(I'm sorry i can't meet karin today! i know my dad won't be happy if i go so it's back tome home right after netball sl. I miss karin! i want to tell her A LOT of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113219413031512429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113219413031512429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113219413031512429' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113197780681137769</id><published>2005-11-14T21:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T21:16:46.996+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>study time becomes play time.so typical of us. HAHA. next time when u invite your friends to study, u know u are actually inviting distractions. =)so guess what we did? what else but our all-time fave games. bridge and heart. yenming was the lucky gal today as she WON all the bridge rounds while matthew is the master of HEARTS.-i hope that james hadn't got grounded because we kept him back till </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113197780681137769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113197780681137769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113197780681137769' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113180631785107496</id><published>2005-11-12T21:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T18:32:40.053+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there was a time when all was perfectno worries, but now that's blurrywe had something that no one hadbut it's all gone now.ain't that sad</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113180631785107496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113180631785107496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113180631785107496' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113180556605641562</id><published>2005-11-12T21:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T21:26:06.066+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it feels good to be CLEAN!i think i must have sneezed a gazillion times today hanks to the woolen clothes i packed to send to the pakistan quake victims. my poor nose!!we started at ard 11am and worked all the way till 5 plus!! we have earned good karma for ourselves today! I finally stepped inside the SCOUTS HQ and woah, it's big and the guestrooms look so much like some 3-star hotel room! But </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113180556605641562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113180556605641562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113180556605641562' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113162751184626196</id><published>2005-11-10T19:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T19:58:31.870+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OUR SUPERSTAR! what are they doing to KS?!he's the host u noe!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113162751184626196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113162751184626196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113162751184626196' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113162588344624761</id><published>2005-11-10T19:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T19:31:23.460+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we rock!with my dear sweetie=)we're the brightest todayyays! i took pic with a superstar!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113162588344624761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113162588344624761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113162588344624761' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113158766884547816</id><published>2005-11-10T08:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T08:54:28.860+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>look at the colour combi(black, white)-ignore matt  failed attempt to capture every1 better attempt by matthew the journey home it's a real pity that i can't stayover yest. otherwise, i won't be like rushing home and not accompanying them to walk to KS's hse. if i cld stayover, then i don't have to wake up so early to rush down to his place agn today. but no choice, my dad says NO STAYOVER yest. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113158766884547816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113158766884547816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113158766884547816' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113144421359053758</id><published>2005-11-08T16:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T17:03:33.603+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the classrm where it all happened. a series of act cute/cool shots the GRADE 1 PW grp!!I hereby declare that PW is forever out of my LIFE!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113144421359053758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113144421359053758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113144421359053758' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113133167386857205</id><published>2005-11-07T09:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T09:53:16.110+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chicken little!while i'm freaking out abt tmw, looking at chicken little helps relieve some stress!okay, i shall not freak out and let my grade 1 grp down!oh, and as i looked at my past yrs photos, i realised that sook in in a lot of them!! starting from p5? her smile never changes!! still as cute as ever!! too bad i don't have a scanner connected to this com.http://www.imagestation.com/album/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113133167386857205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113133167386857205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113133167386857205' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113119950949951614</id><published>2005-11-05T20:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T21:05:09.510+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shhhittt!! i'm having a cough now!! BAD BAD BAD!! and OP is like in... 3 days time!!just great!i can't wait for the 8th to come and GO! then pw will be forever out of my LIFE! but no doubt maybe .just maybe i'll miss the pw sessions that always have a fun element in them.and tmw will be our last meeting.  last OP rehearsal !</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113119950949951614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113119950949951614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113119950949951614' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113109733631554486</id><published>2005-11-04T16:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T16:42:16.383+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   some random shots. (spot the sparkling juice ks was holding) the HUGE delievery bag which carried our dinner(jameslooked very compatible with tt RED bag) no cooking done this time. it's mac donalds for the ten of us</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113109733631554486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113109733631554486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113109733631554486' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113098298539285443</id><published>2005-11-03T08:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T08:56:25.403+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dreamt of leong parn yest night=) i really miss this girl loads!! come back from UK quick!! we go eat KFC agn!!karin and avril: ying jun shi mei you yong de!! totally agree with tt!! we shall see whether yy can cook later when he fry the fries for us!! yays!! can't wait!i nearly forgot that i actually have an econs test at the end of the yr.=(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113098298539285443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113098298539285443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113098298539285443' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113093039811062292</id><published>2005-11-02T18:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T18:19:58.123+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>flightplan was quite okay. the twist wasn't really expected but somehow, i don't really like it still. but like what yenming has said, at least, the twist is quite likely to happen in reality. unlike the past movie,"the forgotten" which i watched last yr. fancy imagining someone being blasted off, which was super lame. I cld still rmb the 2 of us screaming ourselves silly due to that scene. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113093039811062292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113093039811062292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113093039811062292' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113081350317888433</id><published>2005-11-01T09:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T09:51:43.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wanted to upload the 38/05 pics on imagestation but i've tried for 2 days and that server simply failed on me. but i don't want to switch to shutterfly. or any other. HAHA. that's how stubborn i am.yest, met with sel, nabing and seeming to have lunch at pizza hut. selina really really wanted to taste the cheesy lava pizza and so although i say i want to abstain from pizza for a while, i still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113081350317888433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113081350317888433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113081350317888433' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113059215275230229</id><published>2005-10-29T20:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T20:22:32.853+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the lads with miss tan. (note the ht-diff,miss tan already standing on higher grounds)the pretty girls=)4E7 really rocks my socks off! we are the envy of ALL! even the teachers are impressed by our unity. HAHA. the 11 of us walking in wearing our class jerseys. wearing it not TO MAKE OUR MONEY WORTHWHILE k!!(miss tan sl thought so) HAHA.this morning i was still thinking abt how my life if i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113059215275230229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113059215275230229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113059215275230229' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113041623361427300</id><published>2005-10-27T19:22:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T19:30:33.626+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's second op rehearsal went quite badly for me. why the sudden nervousness??!!! shall try better next week! and we are going to have another rehearsal at seeming's hse this sat! we are going to make all her soft-toys our AUDIENCE!! first-time experience!! HAHA. at least i won't have to deal with the audience reaction. =)seeming knows why i was over the moon after guides at sk today. -laughs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113041623361427300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113041623361427300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113041623361427300' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113032306999981536</id><published>2005-10-26T17:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T17:37:50.006+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when everything is so draining on the minds, what are the options u consider?just take on the task with an open heart or do u try to find an excuse to get ard the nasty task?i used to consider the first option always when i was in secondary school. i owned that to my ignorance and innocence. at those times, nothing seems to be too difficult to handle anyway. i think that was because i didn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113032306999981536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113032306999981536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113032306999981536' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-113003511115657497</id><published>2005-10-23T09:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T09:38:31.186+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had a lovely time last time with yen and zhin. =)i met yen first at like 2 plus to look for zhin's birthday present. it didn't take long though cuz' we found the perfect top at M-industries. I think i've fallen in love with that shop cuz' everything in that shop is so cute. all the minnie and mickey mouses merchandise makes everyone feel so young again.we walked all the way from plaza sing to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113003511115657497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/113003511115657497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#113003511115657497' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112994873295488522</id><published>2005-10-22T09:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T09:38:52.990+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the atmosphere in that conference room yest was too much for just abt anyone to bear. as i sat between the 2 of them, i held my breath while i waited wordlessly for the verdict. i saw pple squirming in their seats and being so painfully quiet.then that piece of paper was left carelessly on that projector and i swear i can never forget the bold printed words on it ever in my life. i'm a person who</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112994873295488522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112994873295488522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112994873295488522' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112980221135198439</id><published>2005-10-20T16:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T16:56:51.356+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>project work is really the bane of my life. i can forsee that the upcomin weekends will have to be devoted to doing oral presentation.the written report has finally been submitted with a little bit of frenzy over the cover pages. i kept writing the "wrong" stuff on that precious piece of paper. luckily, all is well and what we can do now is to pray that there will be a big smile on the examiner's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112980221135198439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112980221135198439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112980221135198439' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112972862119068867</id><published>2005-10-19T20:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T20:30:21.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>school's all abt lectures and project work.how mundane. but the darn WR will be over come tmw 10a.m. is it the 6th draft we've done?don't have the mood for any lectures. why don't they declare the rest of the days to hols to be self-study weeks? i shd think that it's more productive that way than us being wandering souls and totally not focusing during lectures.i miss pizza hut. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112972862119068867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112972862119068867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112972862119068867' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112954591561895049</id><published>2005-10-17T17:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T17:45:15.640+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And even if your hope is gone,Move along, move along to make it throughthe answers we find are never what we have in mind</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112954591561895049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112954591561895049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112954591561895049' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112946156566105983</id><published>2005-10-16T18:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T18:19:25.666+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i don't wan tmw to come. tmw is sucha dreaded day.so will the rest of the weeks until hols.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112946156566105983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112946156566105983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112946156566105983' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112937943145235742</id><published>2005-10-15T19:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T19:30:31.456+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Open hse was okay today. but it's tiring having to stand and talk a lot.there was quite a big crowd of zhonghuarians. and i saw the "best CADET" and clarence. u guys shd noe who. HAHA.one qns caught me off guard. "what makes AJC different from other JCs?" I blinked for like a few seconds before i thought of the  ans. and then, ME, being an ARTS student babbled on abt the sci and research </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112937943145235742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112937943145235742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112937943145235742' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112928200242229459</id><published>2005-10-14T16:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T16:26:42.426+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i ate at PIZZA HUT again! =)it's truly my fave food of all time. yenming knows. HAHA. PIZZAS.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112928200242229459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112928200242229459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112928200242229459' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112919963011066751</id><published>2005-10-13T17:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T17:33:50.116+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's personality talk was darn BORING. i wasn't paying the least bit attention at all, except maybe only at the time when i can mock at seeming. damn funny. =)then we told mrs ong that and she was like, "your class finds everything boring." wow. perfect reply. are we that hard to please?our 4th draft of WR still needs changes. woah. shoot me. yet another weekend to be sacrificed for the report</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112919963011066751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112919963011066751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112919963011066751' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112911629319061369</id><published>2005-10-12T18:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T18:24:53.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this week is party week!starting from tuesday, it felt like first 3 mths again! always thinking of going out and sms-ing the relevant pple to chill out with. this kind of lifestyle may take a while of getting used to again, after the stupid exam period.GOAL! ws unexpectedly nice. though i never understood the craze for football, the movie was a good one to get me started. yenming and i were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112911629319061369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112911629319061369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112911629319061369' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112867357696857606</id><published>2005-10-07T15:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T15:26:16.976+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>drink with me to days gone byto the life that used to beat the shrine of friendship,never say dielet the wine of friendship never run dryhere's to you and here's to mespecial mention to the darlings of 4E7u guys mean the world to me.thanks a lot.shoutout to : YENMING, KARIN, SOOK(birthday girl today!), JOYCE, NIANYA, YEANYANG, KAISIANG, MATTHEW, ERIC, LESLIE, MIN LOONG and DENISE</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112867357696857606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112867357696857606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112867357696857606' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112852439118703693</id><published>2005-10-05T21:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T21:59:51.186+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112852439118703693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112852439118703693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112852439118703693' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112852419946962486</id><published>2005-10-05T21:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T21:56:39.476+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>big THANK YOU to U ALL.Those kind words touched my heart. they really do.Thanks to YENMING, SOOK, EMMY, WEIQI, YEANYANG, MATTHEW, KAISIANG...thanks  to SELINA, SEE MING, NAT, MINGNA, KRIST, QI XIANG, HANISAHand in case i've missed out any, sorry, but u guys are included in the thank you list too.i'm a brave, strong girl and i'll stand up in no time. thanks agn for making my day better. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112852419946962486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112852419946962486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112852419946962486' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112814027347642119</id><published>2005-10-01T11:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T11:19:46.110+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DANCEas though no one is watching youLOVE as though you have never been hurt be4SING as though no one can hear youLIVE as though heaven is on earth </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112814027347642119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112814027347642119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112814027347642119' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112806774001295610</id><published>2005-09-30T15:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T15:09:00.016+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there's smth seriously wrong with blogger! why the posting page is so weird? anyone who share the same problem??!WAHH. i get so much comments due to this panda-eye talk. I''ll try the sook method after PROMO. =)and to welyon and matthew,  100% guyshey leong!! do u have exams round the corner??! if have, must jia you k!!don't know what to feel anymore for the PROMO. not nervous nor scared nor </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112806774001295610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112806774001295610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112806774001295610' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112798417218714426</id><published>2005-09-29T15:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T15:57:22.890+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feel refreshed after yest's self-declared holiday.Lessons were pretty relaxed esp during CHINESE which i learnt a lot of "life" lessons from mr ang. He's full of quotes and life stories which he always share with us. He played a very very important role in shaping how I looked at life and deepened my understanding on certain issues. He's the MAIN reason why i still hold on to CHINESE. But we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112798417218714426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112798417218714426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112798417218714426' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112782779426989342</id><published>2005-09-27T20:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T20:29:54.276+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>surprised by the surprise readers. =)it's really just 2 more weeks before i can have a life again! tmw shall be a productive day at home!FINALLY finished EoM. no more individual piece to be handed up anymore!I did a small estimate of the no of pple who are going to be absent tmw. approx 5? Don't know if there's more but anyway, even if the teachers smell a rat, what can they do? it happens, yeah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112782779426989342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112782779426989342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112782779426989342' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112771571818142173</id><published>2005-09-26T13:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T13:21:58.186+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>reduced TIMETABLE is cool but doesn't rock! we still have unnecessary lessons which are totally unproductive! so being a good girl today, i ponned maths but anyhow I STILL DID MATHS!selina is my pon school partner. i always consult her on the best days to PON and the MC issue. we've decided on the perfect day this week!i wonder who reads all these stuff on this blog. cuz' i may switch to one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112771571818142173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112771571818142173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112771571818142173' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112757397672627126</id><published>2005-09-24T21:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T21:59:36.733+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>don't u think it's disgusting for guys towhineand grumbleAND bugs everyonethat he aims to TOP and be a high-flyerwhen the rest is  just thinking of the bare essentials??u ask me?totally unMAN-lyi'm not referring to yy here so pls rest-assured.. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112757397672627126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112757397672627126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112757397672627126' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112746606131160574</id><published>2005-09-23T15:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T16:01:01.320+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BRILLANT PERFORMANCE BY THE MAGNETS of UK!!They are a 6-guy V'n'B group. V'n'B stands for vocals and beats and is a cappella music for the pop generation: sophisticated, sexy, and loud.ENCORE!! for once, NOBODY wants to leave after MASS CIVICS!! leong parn, do u get treats like this every now and then in UK??!! these guys are absolutely fantastic!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112746606131160574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112746606131160574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112746606131160574' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112739657636099181</id><published>2005-09-22T20:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T20:42:56.366+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I SAW YENMING TODAY!! *whee! this is the advantage of your best friend living close to your school!! I am so happy!! MEGA happy!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112739657636099181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112739657636099181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112739657636099181' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112729064444016726</id><published>2005-09-21T15:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T15:17:24.446+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>give me a moment to breathe...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112729064444016726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112729064444016726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112729064444016726' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112712796351296438</id><published>2005-09-19T17:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T18:06:04.626+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i blogged today cuz' i want to tell leong parn smth!! hope u read this, girl!!u have set a good example of a perfect GP rep that LAOLAI has foolwed in your footsteps well!! he sms-ed us in the weekend to remind us to do article analysis and then later was very responsible to collect them and then FURTHER remind those who haven't hand in!!me and selina are in the same grouping as facilitators for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112712796351296438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112712796351296438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112712796351296438' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112688071612647917</id><published>2005-09-16T21:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T21:25:16.133+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today is zhongdian partner, seeming's 17th birthday. a.k.a MRS SUN. i can still rmb the scene when wwe told the auntie to write, happy 17th birthday, MRS SUN. yays. she got married at 17. =) sel and i were so paiseh.we ran to catch 86 to the bakery. ran and then everyone on the bus stared at the silly girls. so cool right, all red-faced, panting and both of sel's shoelaces were untied. wahh. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112688071612647917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112688071612647917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112688071612647917' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112678029679890938</id><published>2005-09-15T17:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T17:31:36.806+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this post is for leong parn.are u enjoying your english life? hope that it's less stressful there as compared to boring old singapore. we still have a lot of work to do despite the little time left to prepare for PROMOS!! see how screwed up our dear school is that we haven't EVEN RECEIVE THE TIMETABLE and the teachers are still clueless to when it'll come out!!oh, and akshir has found a successor</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112678029679890938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112678029679890938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112678029679890938' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112644018296150051</id><published>2005-09-11T19:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T19:03:02.966+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am no solutionto this sound of dispollution in meand i was not the answer so forget if you ever thoughtit was me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112644018296150051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112644018296150051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112644018296150051' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112636256545837562</id><published>2005-09-10T21:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T21:29:25.540+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i don't care if i've neglected my studies for this holiday. sometimes, holidays are meant for us to unwind and let our studies take a backseat for awhile. for those muggers out there are probably going to look at this entry in disgust. HAHA. so if u are one, don't botther reading anymore. u might already be shaking your head and pointing fingers at this naughty girl.. =)BAN MIAN today at hougang </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112636256545837562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112636256545837562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112636256545837562' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112627034543286513</id><published>2005-09-09T19:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T19:52:25.436+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no fair. this "hol" has just passed even before the blink of an eye. one of the lousiest hol ever spent.i didn't even have any outings with the loved. but at least lunch at pastamania brightens up the day cuz' we talked abt impt stuff, and it's NOT pertaining to studies!! make a guess? ehh. but we've promised to let it stay within the 4 of us, seeming, nat ,miss uni and me.  .. so... =)then we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112627034543286513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112627034543286513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112627034543286513' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112617818270498239</id><published>2005-09-08T18:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T18:16:22.710+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*screams*!!!!! LEONG PARN!!u can't imagine the state of euphoria i felt when i saw your tag!!take care!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112617818270498239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112617818270498239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112617818270498239' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112597008950916983</id><published>2005-09-06T08:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T08:28:09.516+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wOO! AMERICA NEXT TOP MODEL!!who watches it??! tell me u are sad cuz' rebecca got out!! =(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112597008950916983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112597008950916983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112597008950916983' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112583014442187557</id><published>2005-09-04T17:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T17:35:44.426+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I often feel like I'm two steps behindSomebody must have moved that finish lineThere are a thousand reasonsWhy I should give upBut I'm stubborn in the things I believe'cause maybe there's another planOne I still can't see a little surprise.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112583014442187557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112583014442187557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112583014442187557' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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-6139367.post-112575484059156577</id><published>2005-09-03T20:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T20:40:45.006+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YUMMY YUMMY ICE!! must try!! haha!! we each took a self-obsessive photo!!what's left after a whooping 15 min.photo of the day! HAHA. lao lai wanted to take this tip-toeingall of us who came for the farewell!babesssSthe lovely colour combi!we love leong parn!!pictures do speak more and louder than words.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112575484059156577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139367/posts/default/112575484059156577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetgal.blogspot.com/index.html#112575484059156577' title=''/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</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>
