<?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-5703709722938609889</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:54:47.170+08:00</updated><category term='random shit'/><title type='text'>Zilch</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>213</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1716178857780353882</id><published>2008-11-06T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:04:35.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOGMEOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hello peeps&lt;/strong&gt;, I've moved to &lt;a href="http://dogmaeow.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://dogmaeow.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt; !!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I should move to wordpress for privacy purposes. I just read someone's blog and I feel downright sorry for making my friends read my depressing posts all the time... I could lock my frustrations up in wordpress... so yeahs. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do relink me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1716178857780353882?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1716178857780353882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1716178857780353882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1716178857780353882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1716178857780353882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/11/dogmeow.html' title='DOGMEOW!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-5720836697959245749</id><published>2008-11-06T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:13:40.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneeze!</title><content type='html'>Didn't go to school today... still running a temperature. Siannn. Tomorrow's the last day of school... wanted to bake some stuff for Shengku and JJ  (I WILL MISS YOU GUYS SOOOO MUCH, BASTARDS!)... too bad. Don't wanna pass the flu bug to em. Sorry dudes. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this Mediacorp advertisement on TV...  &lt;strong&gt;"9 out of 10 Singaporeans watch free-to-air TV every week"&lt;/strong&gt;. Thought it was kinda ridiculous. LOL. What do we see when we turn on the TV? Mediacorp! So,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; obviously&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"9 out of 10 Singaporeans watch free-to-air TV every week"&lt;/em&gt;! Why don't they say &lt;strong&gt;"9 out of 10 Singaporeans also watch cable TV"&lt;/strong&gt;? Haw haw haw. But yeah... please don't sue me! =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-5720836697959245749?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/5720836697959245749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=5720836697959245749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5720836697959245749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5720836697959245749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/11/sneeze.html' title='Sneeze!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-5021267048944617211</id><published>2008-11-05T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:16:25.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>Argh. I'm down with flu and fever! Dunno who passed it to me... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so horrible... took chinese O's just now. Heh. And freak luh. LCS called us for a briefing after the paper and... we hafta do 30 jian baos. &lt;strong&gt;I HATE JIAN BAOs CAN?!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Yeas... skipped choir, skipped piano today.... met Zhiyi on bus 10 and we talked! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea... OBAMA IS PRESIDENT OF THE USA!!! Their elections look like a hell load of fun (but it seems like a waste of money to me, anyway). Was watching CNN before I went to sleep. Even Oprah votes for Obama. Saw her in the crowd listening to Obama. LOL. Yealuh.. it's none of my business anyway. We're Singa&lt;strong&gt;bore&lt;/strong&gt;ans (yea... citizens of Singa&lt;strong&gt;bore&lt;/strong&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah.... yesterday was damn funny. Ah pong and I went outside the library during Amaths/POA (cuz we dropped Amaths). And we actually talked. LOL. Wacky dude. Went back to class and it was damn pathetic... cuz the peeps in my clique were absent cept for Gabriel...  So yuanyuan asked me to sit with her for chem and lit. LOL. Their side of the class is damn funny luh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yonghan:&lt;/strong&gt; (Suddenly turns around)  Are yall talking bad about me? I heard my name leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People:&lt;/strong&gt; Who wants to talk about you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A few minutes later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah pong:&lt;/strong&gt; That yonghan ar, and then the yonghan ar, also the yonghan ar, just now the yonghan ar, then the yonghan ar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yonghan:&lt;/strong&gt; (no response)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah pong:&lt;/strong&gt; Then the yonghan ar, finally the yonghan ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yonghan:&lt;/strong&gt; (turns around) WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lotsa people:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHHAHA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. DIAOOOOOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-5021267048944617211?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/5021267048944617211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=5021267048944617211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5021267048944617211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5021267048944617211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/11/ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6638406530586584688</id><published>2008-11-03T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:29:35.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyanyanya</title><content type='html'>Went for Big Walk on water with my sis and her fiance (yes yes! they're getting hitched!) yesterday. So boring lorhs! And it was quite disorganised.. approximately a thousand people went and there weren't marshalls at some places to control the crowd. We waited for half an hour to cross some stupid bridge and the person in front of me had very bad BO. I almost died and for the first time ever I wished I were Yao Ming so that I could have the fresh air above. LOL. And my sis left the water bottle in the car... so we were dehydrated for 2 hours. Haha. Never ever will go for Big Walk again. Plus we didn't even collect the goodie bags. Oh yea. Guess who I saw while queueing for the shuttle bus.... the band conductor Zat. LOL. Anyways my sis and Vincent were damn pro... they went swimming after that. Kao eh! Then they came home and slept for like...5 hours. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually loved school today. Dunno why... HAHA. But school will never be the same.. cuz people are leaving. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6638406530586584688?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6638406530586584688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6638406530586584688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6638406530586584688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6638406530586584688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/11/nyanyanya.html' title='Nyanyanya'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-495580040374700662</id><published>2008-11-02T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:19:50.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh</title><content type='html'>Sorry Edna &amp;amp; the band ppl... I'm not going for band concert. Cuz I'm going for Verma's camp. LOL. I dowan to go for her camp lorh. There's gonna be a rope course and I hate rope courses cuz I'm phobic of heights. AND ppl above 60 are eligible to sign up for the camp.. Hell knows who I'd meet there. Poor Yuanyuan and I... we might be stuck with a bunch of old and dowdy people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thet:&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe you will meet some hot guy at the camp. Then you'll become best friends then girlfriend boyfriend then become fiances then get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; And have a couple of kids right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea right. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-495580040374700662?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/495580040374700662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=495580040374700662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/495580040374700662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/495580040374700662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/11/heh.html' title='Heh'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-2446775181072571700</id><published>2008-11-01T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:07:21.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Mraz Cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/91mmAbFq--4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/91mmAbFq--4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cover is good if you don't look at the person in the video. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-2446775181072571700?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/2446775181072571700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=2446775181072571700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2446775181072571700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2446775181072571700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/11/jason-mraz-cover.html' title='Jason Mraz Cover'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-3989399278276701497</id><published>2008-11-01T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:31:07.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalalala</title><content type='html'>My sis's bf damn funny luhs... He says TMS stands for &lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;he &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;istake &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;chool. LMAO. How true could that be. Should've gone to somewhere else. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for open house today. Choir was quite good. Heh.  Sec 3s stayed back to practice after everyone left.. blahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had very bad cramps just now. Argh. LOL. And I'm going for Big Walk tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just learnt a very important lesson from someone whom I thought I could trust. How do you make sure you won't be lonely? Make lots of friends.... make them trust you. Then you'll have a wide choice of friends... just pick and choose who you wanna be with. Who cares whether anyone of them is left out? The most important thing is that you're not alone. HAH. When you need their help you could always go back to them, anyway. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woman, you are a damn hypocrite. I've seen what you're capable of doing to your friends so many times. Hate them for a moment, go around making others hate em, then pretend nothing has happened. I'm bloody scared of you. Cuz you're a fine example of a real bitch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-3989399278276701497?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/3989399278276701497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=3989399278276701497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3989399278276701497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3989399278276701497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/11/lalalala.html' title='Lalalala'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6005357406469651782</id><published>2008-10-31T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T19:00:31.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>Freak. I am damn traumatised. Thet and I were on the bus to toa payoh and we saw this couple from Northlight. We were sitting near the back of the bus and the couple was 2 seats behind on our right. And. We. Saw. The. Girl. Doing. Something. To. The. Guy's. You-know-what. Saw the reflection on the window and I could see the girl's head bobbing up and down at the guy's lap. Thet was unfortunate... she turned and she saw the real image. Kao eh. Almost cried y'know. And that guy was like making sick sounds. Poor Thet and I. Still remember the time we were at centrepoint mac... and some ah pek exposed his thing. LOL. But seriously I'd rather see the ah pek's cock than see what I saw today. Poor us.... we just kept laughing when we got off the bus. Didn't talk much on the way home. Just freaked out luh. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was Amaths today. Haha. Dropped Amaths lerh... so I went to study outside the library. Ah pong stayed in class. LOL. I friggin wanna slap Zhengjie now. He got me into deep shit. It's all his fault cuz he came to sit in front of me...  Mdm Lim walked past and saw us. She looked at me with the "what-are-you-doing-with-him" kind of look. Luckily I was doing chinese and she was like... "I love to see my students doing my chinese!". Shit luh... i think she thinks ZJ's my boyfriend. Hell NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh my God Thet. ='(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6005357406469651782?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6005357406469651782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6005357406469651782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6005357406469651782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6005357406469651782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-3259784342603601834</id><published>2008-10-28T18:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:37:20.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeeyer</title><content type='html'>Just read some junior's blog. Blearghhhhhhh... I had no idea she's BISEXUAL! Walao eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm fine with gays but not lesbians cuz they scare the shit outta me (just like how some straight dudes are terrified of gays). Reminds me of what Eunice was talking about before choir today.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eunice:&lt;/strong&gt; You're considered bisexual if you go on the streets and you see a girl and feel that the girl is very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAO EH! THAT MEANS I AM BISEXUAL!!?!?! HELL NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! LOL. I mean... I do comment on girls on the street who are gorgeous and blahs but I mean to compliment people, yknow?!... And I'm perfectly straight y'know?!?! I think they should change the definition of bisexualism... or maybe Eunice got it wrong. LOL. Cuz if that's the case then everyone's bisexual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-3259784342603601834?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/3259784342603601834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=3259784342603601834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3259784342603601834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3259784342603601834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/eeeyer.html' title='Eeeyer'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8754674362388528506</id><published>2008-10-28T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:41:10.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hah.</title><content type='html'>I saw someone today. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for choir. Had open house rehearsal. The band was before us and they practiced for damnnnnn long.... poor choir had to stand under the sun for 15 minutes. It was really hot lorhs. Went back to AVT and we started making fun of Mr. Bao (paoo)... HAHA. Anyway, Darius choreographed our dance steps for "Say a little prayer". Damn friggin gay can?! I seriously pity the guys. But at least the dance steps Darius choreo-ed are better than the one Ms. Ho did. Ms. Ho's dance steps were like.... tribal. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't stand some peeps in choir... damn diao lorhs. Flirt and flirt and flirt and flirt and flirt... like as though tomorrow's apocalypse. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I told Ranjanni I watched Vansantham channel on saturday and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh Ranjanni! I watched Vansantham channel leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ranjanni:&lt;/strong&gt; Serious ar? When you watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Y'know the bollywood thing on saturday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ranjanni:&lt;/strong&gt; Which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; The ghost thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ranjanni:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh yea! That's damn bloody stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOLOL! For a moment I thought she was gonna punch me! I'm totally not racist at all, ok?! I'm... blending with the bollywood culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...... I think I'm in deep shit lorh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sihui:&lt;/strong&gt; Your this secret is open secret leh. Everyone knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Where got? I only tell my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sihui:&lt;/strong&gt; Which is the whole sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. I'd better make all of em shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling sick. And I suddenly feel very high nia... feel like going somewhere and screaming... "BAILAMOS!" LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8754674362388528506?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8754674362388528506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8754674362388528506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8754674362388528506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8754674362388528506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/hah.html' title='Hah.'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-685666450570510799</id><published>2008-10-26T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:08:06.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheeeeeee</title><content type='html'>Went to meet my aunt, my uncle and my dad for steamboat with my sis. LOL. Sick sia... I hate fish. Ate all the vege in the pot. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6OkcucXIuVI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6OkcucXIuVI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Family guy! LMAO. This is damn hilarious. Peter Griffin is damn sick luh.. breastfeed Stewie. AHAHAHHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mi9ieBxXBiE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mi9ieBxXBiE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; Lol. MadTV's version of High School musical is the best. I've always thought High School Musical is for farkin retards to watch. LOL. So corny. Saw HSM 3's trailer in the cinema and I was like... "What the f***?" Y'know what I mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iInd2rv4dvU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iInd2rv4dvU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;MadTV's "So You Think You Can Dance". LMAO. Bobby Lee's the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-685666450570510799?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/685666450570510799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=685666450570510799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/685666450570510799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/685666450570510799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/wheeeeeee.html' title='Wheeeeeee'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1296254370626319394</id><published>2008-10-26T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:13:50.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muhahaha</title><content type='html'>Muhahaha.... Mayday's new album is coming out soon, I think. Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole day at home yesterday - mainly cuz some friggin bitch spoilt my mood in the morning. Asked me to call her in the morn and she started insulting me about my Amaths and blah. Whatever lorhs... And I'm still angry with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so bored at home yesterday and I watched TV the whole day. LMAO...  Moment of Truth was damn diaoo... can't believe those people could risk spoiling their reputation and hurting their families and friends for just a few hundred thousand USD.  "Did you ever have sex with any of your clients while working at Hooters?"  ..... "Yes". LMAO!!!    Then there was nothing to watch on cable TV and guess what I watched....    MUAHAHHA.  &lt;strong&gt; VASANTHAM CHANNEL!&lt;/strong&gt; LMAOOOOOOO!! Was damn bored luh. They were showing some bollywood horror movie. LMAOOOO! SO DARN FUNNY. Was damn bored cuz I was home alone... walked to white sands, then walked to EHub.... went home... and blahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1296254370626319394?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1296254370626319394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1296254370626319394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1296254370626319394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1296254370626319394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/muhahaha.html' title='Muhahaha'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1352359259184179971</id><published>2008-10-23T22:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:14:00.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomly random</title><content type='html'>Photos taken on the day Julian, Thet and I went to watch blah blah 20th century boys...LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCEf_E8dcI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7vU7C9OaZ3A/s1600-h/DSC00942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260350049811723714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCEf_E8dcI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7vU7C9OaZ3A/s320/DSC00942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA.... our junior julian was so cute in primary school!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCEZJdJgcI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/IEqB8bzsR04/s1600-h/DSC00944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260349932338512322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCEZJdJgcI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/IEqB8bzsR04/s320/DSC00944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For once I was taller than Thet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCEQ92CiBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/buV0H0wDrGs/s1600-h/DSC00945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260349791782733842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCEQ92CiBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/buV0H0wDrGs/s320/DSC00945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And for once I was the shortest! LOL. I've never been the shortest cuz I'm just so bloody tall. *laughs at shorties jingyu and amanda*   HAHA. I'm tall and evil.       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCEzWJXagI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Frd-j6dxYtg/s1600-h/DSC00949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260350382421797378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCEzWJXagI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Frd-j6dxYtg/s320/DSC00949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kay so we went to MS with Mayo for dinner after Julian went home... HAHA. Mayo very chio right? Hehe.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCEtOClNQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/xhUNqX0NLII/s1600-h/DSC00947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260350277166642434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCEtOClNQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/xhUNqX0NLII/s320/DSC00947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAH THET... be glad I didn't post your ultra unglam photo. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look ugly in all of my individual photos so I ain't posting em. LMAO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1352359259184179971?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1352359259184179971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1352359259184179971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1352359259184179971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1352359259184179971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/randomly-random.html' title='Randomly random'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCEf_E8dcI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7vU7C9OaZ3A/s72-c/DSC00942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1497242490536405102</id><published>2008-10-23T21:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:01:08.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated photos</title><content type='html'>This is a lil late... but yeahs..  these are some of the photos taken at Zhengmin's birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCCR9QbwsI/AAAAAAAAALw/qJvh-s0HfXY/s1600-h/DSC00907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260347609781617346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCCR9QbwsI/AAAAAAAAALw/qJvh-s0HfXY/s320/DSC00907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                Mah sis carrying Zhengmin's boss's puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQB_x6jM9jI/AAAAAAAAALo/U-yZyTR4nwU/s1600-h/DSC00917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260344860275963442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQB_x6jM9jI/AAAAAAAAALo/U-yZyTR4nwU/s320/DSC00917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOL...   they threw zhengmin in the water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQB_q-atEsI/AAAAAAAAALg/D8dthXPzzB4/s1600-h/DSC00913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260344741054976706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQB_q-atEsI/AAAAAAAAALg/D8dthXPzzB4/s320/DSC00913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Cakeeeeeee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCC5bBvPLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/7p7J9Fww8QA/s1600-h/DSC00936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260348287787941042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCC5bBvPLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/7p7J9Fww8QA/s320/DSC00936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nanaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa and I fooling around. LOL.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCCuOe3p-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/QJdwg5xpqTg/s1600-h/DSC00926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260348095441905634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCCuOe3p-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/QJdwg5xpqTg/s320/DSC00926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     SAME OUTFIT! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1497242490536405102?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1497242490536405102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1497242490536405102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1497242490536405102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1497242490536405102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/belated-photos.html' title='Belated photos'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SQCCR9QbwsI/AAAAAAAAALw/qJvh-s0HfXY/s72-c/DSC00907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-5477055843857360012</id><published>2008-10-23T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:56:16.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>Feel so sad...     I will really really miss JJ &amp;amp; SH... been friends for so long. Less people to '&lt;em&gt;bastard'&lt;/em&gt; with now... No more peeps to make fun of Gabriel's kampong church with me. Now I'm left with Gabs &amp;amp; RJ to &lt;em&gt;'bastard'&lt;/em&gt; with... It just won't feel the same...   so...       Guys...    Take care of yourselves ok? Be strong..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-5477055843857360012?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/5477055843857360012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=5477055843857360012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5477055843857360012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5477055843857360012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_23.html' title='=('/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-5451711613834523116</id><published>2008-10-22T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:27:16.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Byebye amaths</title><content type='html'>Fuck. I dropped Amaths. Gave myself a pep talk a few days ago cuz I knew I was gonna drop Amaths. Hell yeah, of course I know it'd gimme more time for other subjects. But I'm sorta upset cuz I've used all my weekends doing Amaths and I still fail in the end. The more I do the more I don't understand. LMAO. Dunno whether it's because I'm just bloody stupid or something. Whatever lah. I have more time on my hands anyway. Haha. I'm throwing my Amaths book down the gutter... LOL. Nah... We must save trees... I'm recycling it. Haha. Can't believe I used to feel uncomfortable whenever I leave my Amaths book in school. Awwwwwwww. Bye bye Amaths. I won't miss you at all. Nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Shengku:&lt;/strong&gt; STOP SMOKING!!!!!!! And cheer up! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-5451711613834523116?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/5451711613834523116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=5451711613834523116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5451711613834523116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5451711613834523116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/byebye-amaths.html' title='Byebye amaths'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-580922241070285313</id><published>2008-10-20T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:23:42.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOBBY LEE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_gfKTmffkg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_gfKTmffkg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BOBBY LEE'S UH-OH HOTDOG! I LOVE BOBBY LEE! =DDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-580922241070285313?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/580922241070285313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=580922241070285313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/580922241070285313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/580922241070285313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/bobby-lee.html' title='BOBBY LEE!!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-930585308198998846</id><published>2008-10-20T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:13:04.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friggin com is lagging like mad!! Can't upload any photos cuz the phone can't connect to the laptop. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch 20th Century Boys with Thet and Julian (choir) at orchard cineleisure. Waste of time. Bloody hell luh... didn't understand at all. Was fidgeting on my seat every sec. LOL! Wanted to watch Max Payne, but oh wells. I wanna watch The Coffin! Who wants to watch with me?! LOL. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian went home so Thet and I went to meet Mayo at City Hall... went MS for dinner. So romantic! Too bad... can't show any photos now. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian... there's school tomorrow! And there's a special assembly talk by the principal on thursday. Bet she's gonna scold us again. CONFIRM PLUS GUARANTEE PLUS CHOP. #$%#$^%#$.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-930585308198998846?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/930585308198998846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=930585308198998846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/930585308198998846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/930585308198998846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/friggin-com-is-lagging-like-mad-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6289850861611275356</id><published>2008-10-20T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T00:28:02.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 21ST BIRTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAY ZHENGMIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came outta the shower... feeling very tired but I just felt like coming online to blog. Went to&lt;br /&gt;Zhengmin's birthday party at sentosa... Hehe. She damn poor thing nia... kena dragged into the water. Damn fun! Haha. One of her friends is an ah gua... There was this peacock at the lobby and the ah gua went to talk to the peacock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah Gua:&lt;/strong&gt; I wanna take photo with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah Gua:&lt;/strong&gt; *talks to the peacock* Can you like spread your tail or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah Gua's friend:&lt;/strong&gt; Ok I let you talk to the bird first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah Gua:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh my god. Will it attack me? Oooh.   *Does a sexy pose*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah Gua:&lt;/strong&gt; *talks to the peacock again* Can you like stop moving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. Nana and I were damn shocked when he came into the chalet. LOL. Will post the photos next time... yawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with Julian and Thet tomorrow... then meeting Mayo for dinner plus shopping! =DDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't know why. There's this dreadful feeling in my gut... and it just won't go away. It's the only feeling I've had for months&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;... It's like I don't know how to be genuinely happy. I just don't feel like talking anymore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6289850861611275356?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6289850861611275356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6289850861611275356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6289850861611275356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6289850861611275356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/lalala_20.html' title='Lalala'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1240091693597806299</id><published>2008-10-18T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:54:45.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever really cared for us? You've never given a fuck about us, anyway. You've never ever asked whether I'm fine or whatever. Just leave if you want. Like you said, we're not important to you anymore. How could you bring yourself to say that to me? I knew I was not important... now I know it's true cuz you've just confirmed it. We're so distant that I sometimes feel that you're only a source of money. I've seen this coming ever since I was a small kid. I knew the two of you would eventually split someday. You should've split earlier, seriously. Stop going around and making her seem like such a bad person. It's unfair to her. You will regret this someday. Someday you will find that I'd be hating you from the bottom of my heart. Walk out on us... you've taken your first step. Take the second step and I'd really hate you. Just go if you want. I don't give a damn anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;借不到一点安慰...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1240091693597806299?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1240091693597806299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1240091693597806299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1240091693597806299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1240091693597806299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_18.html' title='?'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-154442599452667298</id><published>2008-10-17T21:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:12:05.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIT FRIES?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;WHO WANTS TO TRY SHIT FRIES?! I know you want to. NAWW... it's not a new KFC recipe. It's available at our very own school canteen! HOHO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually.. the real name of this dish is "Chicken Coney Fries". It didn't sound like "Shit fries" to me so Amanda bought a plate of it and we sharedd...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SPibMgPKIGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5gapcHrbVtM/s1600-h/DSC00892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258123204069302370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SPibMgPKIGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5gapcHrbVtM/s320/DSC00892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SPibWYtYSAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/tGsrUVA22bs/s1600-h/DSC00895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258123373847267330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SPibWYtYSAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/tGsrUVA22bs/s320/DSC00895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SPibkeoxc3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/awgNRh5Hq7U/s1600-h/DSC00893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258123615956726642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SPibkeoxc3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/awgNRh5Hq7U/s320/DSC00893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Disgusting sia. I'm never ever gonna buy anything that sounds "slightly extraordinary" from Aunty Shelly's stall again. Blearghhhh. SHIT FRIESSS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-154442599452667298?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/154442599452667298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=154442599452667298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/154442599452667298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/154442599452667298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/shit-fries.html' title='SHIT FRIES?'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SPibMgPKIGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5gapcHrbVtM/s72-c/DSC00892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-5621739055599089683</id><published>2008-10-17T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T21:58:27.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wakaka</title><content type='html'>I passed history! So damn taiko can?! I thought I would going to flunk it. I flunked Amaths and science. Eh heh. Mr Choy says that he think that I shouldn't drop Amaths. But he has no say, anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean-up for me was like doing NAPFA 2.4. I ran to and fro from 02-08 to 03-09 approximately ten times. LOL. I did like almost everything I could do...collected stuff, disseminated info, arranged tables, scrubbed tables, packed books, blah blah blah. This is the life of a CM...whatever shit also must do. Stop asking me why I'm not wearing my CM badge anymore... just don't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verma made me do the attendance thingy for her... had to calculate everyone's rate of absenteeism. (It's supposed to be her job right?! ^&amp;amp;*%#) Went for Young Ambassadors' meeting.... Went to do the admin thing for Verma.... Went for choir...  and sang.. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lu sihui!!!! :&lt;/strong&gt; Girl, it's not your fault. You didn't expect it. Don't take Miss Soh's words too seriously... everyone knows she's super harsh with her words but she doesn't mean to say such stuff sometimes.  Hope to see you back to your crazy self soon!!! Felt so weird to see you so upset at choir. Cheer up!   =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-5621739055599089683?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/5621739055599089683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=5621739055599089683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5621739055599089683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5621739055599089683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/wakaka.html' title='wakaka'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8586671326471174454</id><published>2008-10-14T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:06:10.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAPPY CRAP!!!</title><content type='html'>I've never been really fond of people who have lots and lots and lots of piercings. It scares me cuz it looks like a hell load of pain. I can't stand pain... that's why I only have one pair of earholes (and it took me soooo much courage just to get those two earholes). And I've always felt that those who pierce the flesh in between the nostrils look like dairy cows. Whenever I see someone with a piercing on that area I'd feel that the person would suddenly turn back, look at me and say, "Mooooo!! Marigold milk!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been really fond of people who smoke. Cuz I think their breath stinks. Probably would dump my boyfriend if he smokes. HAHAHA. (But of course I'm happily single). Maybe if I love him then I'd force him to chew nicorette gum. But really... I just don't like the smell. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been fond of GUYS clad in skinny jeans. Totally prefer a guy dressed down in berms. Cuz guys who wear skinny jeans don't look like "men" to me. They look like imports from Thailand. Y'know? It's like... this people don't like others to call them gay (they'd scold a string of vulgarities at you and maybe throw a bottle at you if you call em gay) but they love to dress gay and they think it's nice. HAHAHAHA. It's like damn ugly can?! Throw your skinny jeans away, cuz the majority of girls think you look like shiate in them. Grab a pair of berms today! Really... I wonder what is going to be in fashion next.. maybe Michael Phelp's speedos. HAHA. Maybe next week we'd see a bunch of ah bengs hanging out at orchard in speedos and swimming caps. "Yes! We are chao ji shuai!". HAHAHAHAHA. It might be a good thing lor. Maybe the government would consider building a huge wave pool for the speedo men to surf and Singapore would cease being Singa-bore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offence... but that is what I think and I'm just crapping for the sake of crapping. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. SPEEEDOS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8586671326471174454?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8586671326471174454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8586671326471174454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8586671326471174454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8586671326471174454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/crappy-crap.html' title='CRAPPY CRAP!!!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-4258667684565524726</id><published>2008-10-14T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:27:45.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawnsss</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*NOTE: THIS WHOLE POST IS RATHER INCOHERENT*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala... school was a bloody waste of time today. Should've stayed at home... the school didn't plan proper activities for us.... had to do some bloody anti drug art competition thing for 2 hours and only Gabriel, Amanda and Ruijie handed up. LOL. Was quite pissed with the class. I'm giving up being the class manager. Haha. I don't even bother to wear the badge anymore. Hate this class, man... repeated my instructions like soooo many times and they just kept talking and talking and talking and talking. I screamed at them and I even wrote on the schedule on the board and they didn't even bother to read. Felt like punching everyone. They're a selfish bunch of mean peeps. Sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for choir... was damn tireddd. Ms Ho made us practice the moon thingy (pls lor....it's a friggin lullaby) for like one and a half hour... Joelle and I were falling asleep and we had to doodle on our scores to keep awake. Learnt a new piece. Felt like I was walking through the street at Bugis (the buddhist area at bugis).... felt like I was learning how to chant like a nun. Good for Joelle, though... she wants to be a nun. LMAO. Not bad right? Join choir today! And you can fulfill your ambitions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Amanda and Meiyunnnnnnn... was talking about coffee cuz I'm currently a caffeine addict. LOL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda:&lt;/strong&gt; You know if you pregnant cannot drink coffee everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; But I'm not pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. There are sooo many pregnant teachers in school. So scary. I'm scared of pregnant women... LOL.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Meiyunn and I were joking about praying for 2 hours tonight cuz we'd be checking scripts tomorrow. HAHA. PRAY HARDDDDDD! XD  GOD BLESS THE WHOLE SCHOOL!             &lt;br /&gt;Going out with Thet and my junior Julian next monday! ^_^   Julian is the nicest junior... (Not like some ppl who just lurve to suck up to seniors).  Haven't decided where to go... cuz Julian is a bloody guniang....so we cannot go skating. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-4258667684565524726?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/4258667684565524726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=4258667684565524726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/4258667684565524726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/4258667684565524726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/yawnsss.html' title='Yawnsss'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-4088235836611877386</id><published>2008-10-13T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:12:12.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=.=""</title><content type='html'>Don't know whether you're extremely stupid or extremely good at feigning ignorance. =.= How could it be that you don't know I was angry with you?  ZzzZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-4088235836611877386?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/4088235836611877386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=4088235836611877386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/4088235836611877386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/4088235836611877386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_13.html' title='=.=&quot;&quot;'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-364094713724425404</id><published>2008-10-12T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:52:58.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>说好的幸福呢.</title><content type='html'>周杰伦   - 失落非主流 / 说好的幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的绘画凌乱着.&lt;br /&gt;在这个时刻.&lt;br /&gt;我想起喷泉旁的白鸽.&lt;br /&gt;甜蜜散乱了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情绪莫名的拉扯.&lt;br /&gt;我还爱你呐.&lt;br /&gt;伴你断断续续唱着歌.&lt;br /&gt;假装没事了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间过了走了.&lt;br /&gt;爱情面临选择.&lt;br /&gt;你冷了倦了我哭了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一开始的不快乐.&lt;br /&gt;你用卡片拭写着.&lt;br /&gt;有些爱只给到这真的懂了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎麽了.你累了.说好的.幸福呐&lt;br /&gt;我懂了.不说了.爱淡了.梦远了&lt;br /&gt;开心与不开心.一一叙说着.你在不舍&lt;br /&gt;那些爱过的感觉都太深刻.我都还记得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不等了.说好的.幸福呐&lt;br /&gt;我错了.泪干了.放手了 后悔了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是回忆的音乐盒还旋转着.要怎么停呐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎麽了.&lt;br /&gt;你累了.&lt;br /&gt;说好的.&lt;br /&gt;幸福呐.&lt;br /&gt;我懂了.&lt;br /&gt;不说了.&lt;br /&gt;爱淡了.&lt;br /&gt;梦淹了.&lt;br /&gt;我都还记得.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不等了.说好的.幸福呐&lt;br /&gt;我错了.泪干了.放手了 后悔了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是回忆的音乐盒还旋转着.要怎么停呐 !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-364094713724425404?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/364094713724425404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=364094713724425404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/364094713724425404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/364094713724425404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_12.html' title='说好的幸福呢.'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1723675110300806680</id><published>2008-10-12T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:41:55.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You.</title><content type='html'>Nana walked me to the bus stop and we started talking about Grandma. We got very emotional...      Didn't want to, but I cried on the bus to tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish gran would live forever...   没有一个人能比外婆更爱我。   I really regret not loving her more than I already do... Only gran would love me unconditionally. She gave me what my parents could not give...               And I wanna tell the whole world her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早已习惯自己一个人。。。一个人回家，一个人听歌，独自想心事。。。    我已经不再需要有人陪。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1723675110300806680?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1723675110300806680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1723675110300806680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1723675110300806680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1723675110300806680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-you.html' title='I Love You.'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8028152601107432944</id><published>2008-10-12T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:32:37.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so afraid.</title><content type='html'>Blogging from my gran's house now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for service this afternoon... then came to gran's house. Answered altar call during service... God knows I've been very worried and scared for my results. Thought about it on the way to gran's house....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been asking myself these questions... What if I hafta retain? What if I don't do well? What will my parents say? What will my friends say? What will my aunt say?... And I guess I had these questions because I was afraid. But I'm not afraid now cuz God assured me that He's walking with me. I'm sure many people are worrying like me... and I hope my advice would be useful to those who're considering quitting school. Of course, it's your choice. Whether you wanna run away from it, or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if I have to retain, I wouldn't mind. I would rather spend one more year of my life, than wreck the rest of my life. Stop finding excuses for yourself cuz it only shows you are afraid to face it. Think about it... don't make a reckless descision. I am afraid too... I'm afraid of the consequences and all the problems from my family if I have to retain. But I'm even more afraid of making a wrong choice... cuz it'd mean even worse suffering for me in the long run. So think about it... it's your choice. God won't stop you, He always lets you have a choice; I won't stop you, cuz I respect you. Only you can make the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just feel so out of place suddenly. Why is it always.... "Do you wanna join &lt;strong&gt;us&lt;/strong&gt;?"? I don't even have a role in planning activities. It's my fault... but I'd feel better if you guys made me feel like I belonged in the group. I've always felt so out of place... I don't feel like a part of the "family" at all.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8028152601107432944?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8028152601107432944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8028152601107432944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8028152601107432944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8028152601107432944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-so-afraid.html' title='I&apos;m so afraid.'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-130713711301901017</id><published>2008-10-11T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:43:03.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>至少还有你</title><content type='html'>Wheeeeee.... JAY CHOU'S NEW ALBUM IS FINALLY HERE! Wahaha... so happy. Zhang Jing Xuan's new medley album is pretty good too. Heh. So many nice songs to listen to.. Go listen to Jay Chou's 花海。Damn nice wor. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Thet for dinner. Brought her to Aston's ... Uber yummm. Hehs. Thet went home so I went to TM... went Yamaha to look at jazz piano books. Wanted to buy guitar picks but didn't cuz the person working at Yamaha kept staring at me. Felt damn uncomfortable so I just walked out without buying anything. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-130713711301901017?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/130713711301901017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=130713711301901017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/130713711301901017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/130713711301901017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='至少还有你'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6080842318792469158</id><published>2008-10-10T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:11:38.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heyheyhey</title><content type='html'>Thet &amp;amp; I were&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;jammin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; over the phone&lt;/strong&gt;. Damn funny lorh. LOL. Played piano and made Thet sing. LMAO. Thet sang Iris, Say, Journey, 下雨天, If I ain't got you, etc,.... Damn fun luh. We stopped playing and fooling around cuz this bloody cockroach flew in from the window and I ran away. Lol. THET... stop saying you can't sing. Everyone can sing!! =DDDD  Next time I'm gonna record Thet singing and play it on the PA system in school!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir is gonna make me really busy... there'd be practices almost everyday, and I hafta prepare for chinese '0's. =.= Oooh... and and and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COME AND WATCH OUR CHOIR CONCERT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons for going : We'd be wearing our new costume. (IT'S STILL DAMN AH MA LOR). AND YOU CAN SEE ME THERE! =DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD    AND. AND... AND... we're going to dance. WTF RIGHT?! I can't dance for nuts and choreo for chorale songs always look bloody retarded. I wanna cry man. I still remember the time we danced for the ABBA medley. Felt like a total idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6080842318792469158?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6080842318792469158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6080842318792469158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6080842318792469158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6080842318792469158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/heyheyhey_10.html' title='Heyheyhey'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-2657233296191132861</id><published>2008-10-10T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:53:38.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heyheyhey</title><content type='html'>Been into jazz piano lately. So fun luh! Can sing along too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SO HAPPY NOW! EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER!!!!! WHOOTS!~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's still too early to be happy. I have like a hell load of chinese test papers to do and I have to do at least three by Tuesday. *foams at the mouth* Mind you, THREE SETS of bloody chinese papers including COMPO. Guess the whole HCL class won't get to rest this weekend. Bet Shenghan is cursing lim chuan sang now. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Eagle Eye with Yuanyuan, Syahida, Samantha and Yuanyuan's sister. Lol. Almost fell asleep.. spent most of the time stuffing my face with popcorn. Some parts were exciting but the plot was... HAHA...kinda dumb and I didn't really understand luh. People just walked out halfway through the movie. The guy was hot though (hot without the moustache). LOL. The plot was about this super hi-tech computer which the USA government programmed to protect the country against terrorism... and the bloody computer started calling people and threatening them so that they'd do whatever it tells em to do. The bloody computer is a bloody homicide machine.. and the dumbest thing was, when two of the police officers tried to stop the computer system, they tried to switch off some controls when they could just simply smash the bloody thing. Damn retarded lorh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought I was in control of my emotions. Thought I'd be happier... But I realised I was wrong when I saw you. I don't know why but the feelings just came back. I know I'm quite an annoying sight and I really don't wanna bother you and make you dislike me more or something. And I know all this while it's all been on my part. I don't want you to find me a hindrance. So I'm just gonna stay away. That's the most I can do for you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-2657233296191132861?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/2657233296191132861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=2657233296191132861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2657233296191132861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2657233296191132861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/heyheyhey.html' title='Heyheyhey'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8506799835509173395</id><published>2008-10-09T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:15:21.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoogashagah!</title><content type='html'>Woots! One more paper left! I'm so excited! I'm gna be jamming, singing, shopping, gym-ing, dozing, laughing, smiling, skating, hogging the tv, crapping, blah blah. Oooh and I have a new goal - I'm gonna get some abs so my sis would stop calling me FAT when she's fatter. LOL. And I'm gonna get Reese Witherspoon's tapered bangs. I'm so unhappy with my current fringe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up Amaths paper. Everyone walked out of the hall complaining. Darn I hate the school... and I don't wanna drop Amaths! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 10 with Yuanyuan and Syahida aft the paper. Saw this pervert on the upper deck... and I was like what the freak?! I'm always seeing him. I'd either see him at tampines interchange, tanah merah interchange, on bus 10, or at our school bus stop. YES. Our school bus stop. Bloody hell lah. He looks like a pervert and he behaves just like one. Told Yuanyuan and syahida about the time he kept staring at rachel lai. Suddenly, the perv went downstairs and I was soooo relieved. Thought he alighted...a few minutes later, he came upstairs again, sat near me and stared at me. Yuanyuan and Syahida were like, "He's looking at you!". Covered my face with the amaths paper and just burst out laughing like mad cuz I was damn scared. The pervert didn't even turn away and he just kept staring. FREAK LUH. Luckily my reaction was damn fast... put my bag next to me so he couldn't sit with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I'm always bumping into perverts and I'm the most bloody suay person in Singapore, man. So far I've encountered scary banglas on the train and on the bus, a pasir ris mrt stalker (and he stalked me twice...damn scary...), a weird guy on bus 21 (tt was e scariest...remembered i called nana and i cried but tt was quite long ago), a fat guy on bus 65 (he was one of the sickest... i was so disgusted i called thet), and that bloody idiot I just saw today. Conclusion: Singapore is not a safe place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running a temperature... so I'm gonna pop a pill and hit the sack. Good night. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8506799835509173395?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8506799835509173395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8506799835509173395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8506799835509173395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8506799835509173395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/hoogashagah.html' title='hoogashagah!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6588132579378886775</id><published>2008-10-08T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:46:41.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gahhhh</title><content type='html'>Hallelujah! I'm gonna flunk history! Heh. SEQ was fine but SBQ totally sucked. Spotted questions for SEQ... glad it came out. Wrote crap for SBQ luh. I crapped and crapped and I wish Verma good luck...she's gonna vomit blood. Emaths was quite easy...whoots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh and I just discovered something... Prince William of England celebrates his birthday on the same day as me! July 21st! S'pore's racial harmony day! We're both anti-racist! (Haha...like real).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6588132579378886775?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6588132579378886775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6588132579378886775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6588132579378886775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6588132579378886775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/gahhhh.html' title='Gahhhh'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-597409981615648565</id><published>2008-10-08T14:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:03:22.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hohoho</title><content type='html'>You've gotta think whether you're taking a joke too far. Have you ever wondered why I always keep quiet when I'm unhappy? And I'm sure you can sense it. I don't wanna flare up... cuz I've no energy to fight with you. I have too many things to worry about to fight with you. I played along with you, and I didn't mind when you made a fool of me cuz you're my good friend. But enough is enough... And you should know why I'm avoiding you. I'm waiting for the joke to wear off. But it seems that you just don't realise. Don't know why I'm always feeling apologetic and I'm always the one saying sorry when you've never ever did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys will always be boys... really. It makes you fucking fed up you just wanna kick em in their asses. I'm a violent bitch. So stop it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-597409981615648565?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/597409981615648565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=597409981615648565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/597409981615648565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/597409981615648565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/hohoho.html' title='Hohoho'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6112967326994380990</id><published>2008-10-05T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:56:53.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala</title><content type='html'>Hello peeps~ This week would be really busy for all of us... so good luck to everyone wor! God will bless us all with health to last through the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really negative lately... but don't worry luhs. Think it's cuz I've been under lots of pressure and it's partly cuz I'm PMS-ing and there's some problems at home and blahs. Haha. Don't worry... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heard God's calling a few days ago... I'm going to join worship ministry after my Os (God can feel my passion!). Heh. So I need lots of practicing. Studying is part of God's plan for me, yeahs.. it's gonna help me get closer to what He's planned for me. Ironically, I've been neglecting God cuz I've been studying. But I promise I'd go back to church after exams :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could stray away from God, but somehow He always has a way to get me back to walk with Him :)    So to those who doubt my faith, I'm sorry to say... I'm still walkin with Him. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6112967326994380990?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6112967326994380990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6112967326994380990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6112967326994380990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6112967326994380990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/lalala.html' title='Lalala'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-2215950146240040889</id><published>2008-10-04T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T11:36:49.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn,</title><content type='html'>Till this day my parents don't know what subjects I'm doing. So sad, right? There are so many things I want em to know but I don't have the chance to say. Yea at least I still have parents... So peeps, when your parents scold you over stuff like your schoolwork and blahs, don't argue and say that they're unreasonable. You should thank God cuz your parents give a damn about you and it's a good thing. Like what my elder sis says... I'm such a lousy person cuz no one bothers about me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana: Thanks for your support! I know I'm a nuisance sometimes...always ranting to you and blahs... it'll be over in a while. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl: Thanks cuz you really understand me.  Thanks for your encouragement!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-2215950146240040889?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/2215950146240040889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=2215950146240040889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2215950146240040889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2215950146240040889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/damn.html' title='Damn,'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-3679944475559921582</id><published>2008-10-02T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:06:48.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here to rant again.</title><content type='html'>你们只是把我当成无聊的时候会找的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, which one of you really gives a damn? Uh, I don't think you really care. Even the people who're closest to me don't have time to give a fuck about me anymore. The truth is - they're too absorbed in their lives. Some friends are becoming "hi-bye" friends and sometimes I wonder why I care so much, man. And "honeyed words" don't really matter these days cuz those words don't come from the heart. Oh you can tell me I'm the greatest friend blah blah blah on earth and the whole of the universe...  I don't give a damn. I'm going to get a life. Maybe make friends with a cow and a goat and a couple of ducks... HA HA HA. Well at least pets bother to see whether you're fine.. or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-3679944475559921582?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/3679944475559921582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=3679944475559921582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3679944475559921582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3679944475559921582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-to-rant-again.html' title='Here to rant again.'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6341006596949250490</id><published>2008-10-02T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:53:23.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heyheyheyhey</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody... damn sian. I'm in no mood for E-revision cuz the weather is so friggin hot but I'm still doing it luh. Just downloaded everything. Can't stand the heat in the study room so I'm now in the living room with the laptop and the TV on. Heh. I'm addicted to discovery channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kill me luh.. I still hafta revise history, TKAMB, Amaths modulus functions and Amaths trigo. *foams at the mouth* ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh and I forgot to wish my dearest cousin Keefe happy birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY KEEFE/KEITH/KEFAN!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're 18 and legal now! Stop bullying your little brother. And please get a haircut luh, you think you're Takuya Kimura? You look like a bloody otaku. Lol. We shall go out after my exams with NANA! Remember the times you always asked me out cuz you were girlfriend-less. LOL! SEND MY REGARDS TO YOUR MENTALLY ILL FRIEND! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ooh and I went to Aston's for dinner yesterday with my eldest sis, her fiance and my elder sis. Jealous right? Cheap food can be bloody yummy lorhs. Shall bring my suagu friends Mayo and Thet to Aston's after exams. Mayo and Thet are really the suagus of the suagus lorh. I SWEAR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heeeee.... I'M GOING TO SWALLOW THE WHOLE TKAMB BOOK NOW... BYE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replaying again and again: Fell In Love Without You (Acoustic) - Motion City Soundtrack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6341006596949250490?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6341006596949250490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6341006596949250490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6341006596949250490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6341006596949250490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/10/heyheyheyhey.html' title='Heyheyheyhey'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6188495856650329189</id><published>2008-09-30T23:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:29:54.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUMMY GUMMY GUMMY GUMMY GUMMY BEAR!</title><content type='html'>I AM DAMN ADDICTED TO THIS! I EVEN HAVE IT IN MY PHONE! (I love it cuz it annoys my family members). AND I EVEN KNOW THE LYRICS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/astISOttCQ0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/astISOttCQ0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A GUMMY BEARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! YES IM A GUMMY BEAR! OH IM A YUMMY TUMMY FUNNY LUCKY GUMMY BEAR!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing this to your mum and dad... annoy the shiate outta them! =D   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I KNOW IT'S RETARDED LAH!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6188495856650329189?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6188495856650329189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6188495856650329189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6188495856650329189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6188495856650329189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/gummy-gummy-gummy-gummy-gummy-bear.html' title='GUMMY GUMMY GUMMY GUMMY GUMMY BEAR!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-7176409223946596806</id><published>2008-09-30T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:21:10.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala</title><content type='html'>Tuesday is the most boring day of the week.. we have an hour of Verma's history lesson, followed by an hour of Mr Tan's crapping lesson, and then another hour of Verma's ALIVE lesson (which is actually extra history lesson).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... bastard-ed with Gaybriel in the morning... Shenghan, JJ and Ruijie came to sit with us. Gayb and I fought and I lost... ended up laughing my ass off. LOL. Stupid Bogay China man... bogay still can talk so much crap...   &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to get my money back from some sec 4 guy. Kao... damn =.="""""!!!!! He borrowed money from me at pasir ris 2 weeks ago cuz he didn't bring his wallet and couldn't go to school... and he totally forgot about it. Went to canteen to find him and he didn't even recognise me. =.= =.=!!!!! Diaoooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so tiredd.... I'm turning into someone else. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-7176409223946596806?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/7176409223946596806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=7176409223946596806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/7176409223946596806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/7176409223946596806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/lalala_30.html' title='Lalala'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-7954040094206474150</id><published>2008-09-29T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:45:58.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalalaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHENGHAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... buying Shengku's present was a big headache... Edna &amp;amp; I bought him a shirt last year. Didn't dare to buy any clothes cuz our dear friend Shengku is a bloody skinny bamboo stick. So I bought him Hillsong's latest album. Lol. Muahaha. And I deliberately wrapped in a bloody gay wrapper so he would have to walk around looking gay. (Actually it's cuz all my wrappers are for baby parties luh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HCL papers were quite easy. Heh. Haven't been feeling very well recently. Bet it's cuz of the coffee. Been drinking coffee on an empty stomach every morning of this whole term just to keep awake... and I'm starting to feel the effects. Almost fainted after HCL paper 1.  Yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, I pray You give me Your ears, so that I may hear Your voice and not turn my back to your calls to me. I pray You give me Your eyes, so I may see what You see..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-7954040094206474150?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/7954040094206474150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=7954040094206474150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/7954040094206474150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/7954040094206474150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/lalalaa.html' title='Lalalaa'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6346378158769398408</id><published>2008-09-27T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:27:51.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me Your Eyes - Brandon Heath</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VWIpQuGwSyQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VWIpQuGwSyQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give Me Your Eyes - Brandon Heath ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked down from a broken sky &lt;br /&gt;Traced out by the city lights &lt;br /&gt;My world from a mile high &lt;br /&gt;Best seat in the house tonight &lt;br /&gt;Touched down on the cold black tile &lt;br /&gt;Hold on for the sudden stop &lt;br /&gt;Breath in the familiar shock &lt;br /&gt;Of confusion and chaos &lt;br /&gt;Are those people going somewhere? &lt;br /&gt;Why have I never cared? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give me your eyes for just one second &lt;br /&gt;Give me your eyes so I can see &lt;br /&gt;Everything that I keep missing &lt;br /&gt;Give me your love for humanity &lt;br /&gt;Give me your arms for the broken hearted &lt;br /&gt;The ones that are far beyond my reach &lt;br /&gt;Give me your heart for the once forgotten &lt;br /&gt;Give me your eyes so I can see &lt;/strong&gt;yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step out on a busy street &lt;br /&gt;See a girl and our eyes meet &lt;br /&gt;Does her best to smile at me &lt;br /&gt;To hide whats underneath &lt;br /&gt;Theres a man just to her right &lt;br /&gt;Black suit and a bright red tie &lt;br /&gt;To ashamed to tell his wife &lt;br /&gt;He's out of work &lt;br /&gt;He's buying time &lt;br /&gt;Are those people going somewhere? &lt;br /&gt;Why have I never cared? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've Been there a million times &lt;br /&gt;A couple of million eyes &lt;br /&gt;Just moving past me by &lt;br /&gt;I swear I never thought that I was wrong &lt;br /&gt;Well I want a second glance &lt;br /&gt;So give me a second chance &lt;br /&gt;To see the way you see the people all alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6346378158769398408?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6346378158769398408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6346378158769398408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6346378158769398408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6346378158769398408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/song-by-lifehouse.html' title='Give Me Your Eyes - Brandon Heath'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-3919498400439143908</id><published>2008-09-25T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:43:38.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because...</title><content type='html'>I drank chicken essence and superrr strong coffee in the morning! If not I'd have slept throughout the three papers. Felt like punching the person who set the exam timetable. Crazy lorh... we had 3 bloody papers in a day! SS was fine 'cept for the SBQ... HOW THE HELL WOULD I KNOW WHAT SADDAM HUSSEIN WAS THINKING MAN?! SEQ was kinda good, anyway. Heh. I was sooooo bloody tired and bloody hungry by the time the last paper was over. Took 12 with Amanda and Mayo.. went to the music school to pay my fees and guess what... my dad wrote the wrong amount of money on the cheque. Was damn pissed cuz the receptionist was so damn mean luh. Sickening shiate... shan't talk about it. I walked back to pasir ris drive 1 from loyang point. Heh. Pro right? And I didn't even eat anything the whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have something random to say........ Amanda is my twin sister! LOL. Lotsa ppl say we look alike. Heh. I always bully Amanda derh... always make fun of her height. HAHAHAHA. CUZ I'M DAMN SUPER TALL MARHS! Wheeeeeeeeeeeee! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow doesn't wait.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-3919498400439143908?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/3919498400439143908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=3919498400439143908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3919498400439143908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3919498400439143908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/because.html' title='Because...'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-9044043335231870570</id><published>2008-09-23T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:44:11.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished my revision for the day.. went bloghopping and I stole this from Jess Chen's blog! Ya I'm damn bored. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Are you a chinese or english freako?&lt;br /&gt;I love both! Just don't like to read chinese texts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. If time is going to stop, what will you possibly do for that time?&lt;br /&gt;Kick Gabriel in his ass then run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. Prefer play pool or playground?&lt;br /&gt;Pool, duh. I'm too huge for playground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Do you usually gossip others or being gossiped?&lt;br /&gt;Gossip bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. Do you like simple or complicated stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;Obviously simple lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. Do you tackle numbers better or alphabets?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely alphabets! ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. What makes you pissed off?&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things. Childish ppl, hypocrites,... I'm short-tempered luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. How's your childhood?&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful. I wish I'm still a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. Do you have inspiration without perspiration? ???&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaa... I daydream loads... so inspirations come by easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. Do you think 24 hours is too long, short or just okay?&lt;br /&gt;Too short! I need 12 hours of sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11. Would you judge people by their appearance?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.... just sometimes.... and I'm telling the truth! Just ask my bestf Thet. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. What is attractive in your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Not really specific.... if you seem somehow attractive, then you're attractive bah. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13. Do you like the day or night?&lt;br /&gt;Night! I love my sleep! And it's the time of the day I reflect on the whole day's events, read books, pray, and stuff like tt. And there's more romance in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14. Do you treasure stuffs that you own or you have insatiable desires?&lt;br /&gt;I treasure my stuff! But I'm muddle-headed lah... often misplace stuff and then kpkb over my stupidity for days. Yea I desire to own certain stuff... but fulfilment of desires can wait till later. I'm quite happy with what I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15. If your computer just hanged up; with a longlong document not saved; how will you react?&lt;br /&gt;Punch the laptop. I did it many times cuz I always never save the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16. Do you believe in miracles?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17. Do you often tend to forget about the past or trying hard to do so?&lt;br /&gt;I am the most forgetful person on Earth who has not yet contracted Alzheimer's, but I think I'd get Alzheimer's when I'm old. My whole family knows I'm bloody absentminded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18. In your mind, what colors are out there?&lt;br /&gt;Black, cuz I'm typing in black now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19. Have you ever pity those who are real pitiful and shed tears for them?&lt;br /&gt;Yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20. Describe yourself as in attitude.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dreamer. AND I DARE TO DREAMMMMMMMMM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#21. Do you suddenly lose the grasp of hope to survive as yet?&lt;br /&gt;No luh. I have yet to fulfill my purpose in life... it's too early to die. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#22. Give 3 advantages why you get to live.&lt;br /&gt;I'm extremely blessed by God's grace, I have my family, I have my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#23. What is your ambition in life?&lt;br /&gt;Get a degree (not sure what I wanna do yet)... but I'm definitely gonna open a cafe cuz I like cooking (I watch Discovery Travel &amp;amp; Living everyday and I love Nigella, David Rocco, Jamie Oliver, Curtis Stone, and all the bloody good chefs) ... Don't really nida be a doctor or whatever... don't need an extravagant life cuz I'm not that kinda person. Prefer life to be simple. (But of course I nida get a degree, work first, then can have enough money marhsssss). Kay lah. I'm a dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#24. Do you believe in horoscope etc?&lt;br /&gt;When they're applicable to my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#25. Describe music in your life?&lt;br /&gt;It's something I'm really serious about and wanna live with for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#26.what do you think blogging is about?&lt;br /&gt;It's about passion! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#27what kind of style you are trying to get hold of?&lt;br /&gt;Er.... I dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#28When you fail a test, how will you react?&lt;br /&gt;Grumble, then forget about the unhappiness. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-9044043335231870570?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/9044043335231870570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=9044043335231870570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/9044043335231870570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/9044043335231870570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-finished-my-revision-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8706593236472745243</id><published>2008-09-23T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:12:02.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh.</title><content type='html'>SS PAPER IS ON THURSDAY! And I'm so nervous. Heh. God will see me through the exams, of course. =]  And God, I miss You too!  =DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus 14 didn't come so I had to take cab with Pak Shiong, Azhar and a 'short pants guy'. Yeaaa I know what you're thinking... but I had no choice luh. Mah senior Cheryl already had 3 friends to share cab with... so she made me share cab with them. Yeaps. Btw there's kinda like a "Cab Culture" at tanah merah these days. 1. Cabbing is necessary if the 7.15 bus doesn't come. 2. Don't care who the hell you're cabbing with cuz getting to school on time is more important. Heh. I'm damn pok cuz I cabbed too much luh.... But it's nice cuz everyone talks to everyone at Tanah Merah when everyone is going to be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So siannnnn. Poor Amanda didn't come to school today so I was stuck with Jingyu and Horny Gaybriel. Gabriel is the horniest idiot lor. And he doesn't brush his teeth. =X   I HAVE EVIDENCE OK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; *looks at gab's yellowish teeth* Gabriel, do you brush your teeth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gabriel:&lt;/strong&gt; Last night I got brush what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Which means you never brush teeth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jingyu:&lt;/strong&gt; You never brush teeth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gabriel:&lt;/strong&gt; I only brush occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; JY:&lt;/strong&gt; Eeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can foresee Gabriel in his 70s....TOTALLY BO-GAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohhh.... And Verma called Shenghan a good boy yesterday! Verma so bad... come our class bitch about ppl... And Shenghan... STOP BLAMING ME FOR CALLING YOU SHENGKU LEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL... Lotsa funny stuff happened this week.... Sinpong's forever the funniest luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mdm. Wan:&lt;/strong&gt; Sinpong? Can you answer my question? (compre thingy thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinpong:&lt;/strong&gt; Huh... ok........................................... Past and present tense!  (totally no link at all!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3/7:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8706593236472745243?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8706593236472745243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8706593236472745243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8706593236472745243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8706593236472745243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/argh_23.html' title='Argh.'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8129385482006050941</id><published>2008-09-20T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T18:58:59.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala</title><content type='html'>Jio-ed Amanda, Gabriel and Jingjie to go study... studied at the library for an hour then we went to pasir ris mac to study and guess who I saw...... Vinson Ong (his name is "Vincent" but the malaysian authorities spelled his name wrongly so he's "Vinson" luh) and Junhui. =.= Didn't notice he was there until he called out to me. Lol. Then we sat at the table next to them cuz there were no other vacant tables. Jingjie kept making fun of me luh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JJ:&lt;/strong&gt; You like the guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; NO. My primary school classmate lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JJ:&lt;/strong&gt; You like right? Not bad what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; No. You should see how he looked like last time. So ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JJ:&lt;/strong&gt; Not bad what... I mean the other one (junhui)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; You like ar? You gay is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JJ:&lt;/strong&gt; Yea I gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ almost went to make fun of them. Thank God he didn't. Heh. Bet Baobao, Wenzi and Yihui will laugh like siao when I tell em about this... Walao... JJ THINKS THAT THE SUPER DAO JUNHUI IS HANDSOME SEH.....  Eeeyer...hate unfriendly ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Gabriel and JJ went for church (Kay i dunno whether JJ went to church lah). Went to toilet and Amanda sent me a message.... "I dropped my correction tape near them and I dun dare to take. Later you must help me ok". LOL! So I went back, asked Vinson to pick up the correction tape and he bloody said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinson: Wa you still remember my name ar?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Duh... same class for so many years.&lt;br /&gt;Vinson: Two years only what.&lt;br /&gt;Me: =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn @@#%@#%! sia. To think we used to play badminton every week with Wenzi, Baobao, Yihui, and Mr. Peking Duck last time. What a faggot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tralala... so sian leh. I think I'm falling sick. I feel so cold now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8129385482006050941?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8129385482006050941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8129385482006050941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8129385482006050941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8129385482006050941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/lalala_20.html' title='Lalala'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1343474097006726716</id><published>2008-09-19T17:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T17:55:28.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>Let this be our prayer when we lose our way. Lead us to a place, guide us with Your grace,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1343474097006726716?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1343474097006726716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1343474097006726716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1343474097006726716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1343474097006726716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_19.html' title='....'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8783832803214449615</id><published>2008-09-19T16:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:36:54.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Was lookin for pick-me-ups on youtube...LOL... sad over some stuff just now but now ok lerh lahh. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TtJRNyPK-lc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TtJRNyPK-lc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL...Saw this and I was like... WTH?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMthQ5Loxc0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMthQ5Loxc0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh...this was the funniest....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8783832803214449615?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8783832803214449615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8783832803214449615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8783832803214449615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8783832803214449615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/stupid-video.html' title='Stupid videos'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8843034839530678089</id><published>2008-09-19T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T17:05:30.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimme a time machine...</title><content type='html'>I where got moody sia... I'm so happy. Heex. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my earrings again. And this time they're lost forever. My sis accidentally threw em away...long story. So sad luh. Hafta say bye bye to my meow meow earrings. And the thing is I can't wear "fake" earrings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to do zuo wen during HCL supp class but Lim Chuan Sang forgot about our class again.. so I went to take my choir uniform measurements... Heh. Mrs Loke measured for us... and Eunice was damn horny lorh. Aiyer.. Eunice is forever hornyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Soh: Ok. Now measure from shoulder to nipple?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Loke: *proceeds to measure Kar er*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Whhaaaat?! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Shoulder to nipple! Hahaha. Don't get horny ar... don't harden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH LAHhHH. I SWEAR EUNICE TAN IS DAMN HORNY LORH! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho. &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; think I dunno tt &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; hate me? I know &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; don't like to see me and do you think I like to see &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;? I feel embarrassed like shit all the time whenever I see &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;... and honestly do &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;think &lt;em&gt;you're&lt;/em&gt; the only one who knows how to act blur? I certainly can act blur too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian. I don't wanna give a damn, man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8843034839530678089?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8843034839530678089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8843034839530678089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8843034839530678089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8843034839530678089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/gimme-time-machine.html' title='Gimme a time machine...'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-5831029484375032468</id><published>2008-09-15T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:24:52.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD</title><content type='html'>Today's mah Dad's birthday. My parents are still lil kids... they fought over some dumb thing (some stupid kettle thing =.=) and they haven't talked for a week. My dad said, "If your mother's going to celebrate then I'm not going". So my sis asked my mum whether she's going and my mum said, "Yes... maybe no". (What kind of answer is that lor?!) Lol. Dunno what will happen ltr. Hope they won't quarrel again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played monkey during PE. Haha.. Shenghan damn bad leh... bully Daniyal only. Haha. Poor Rasyidah fell down... Hope her knee is ok now! =DDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS was damn boring today. 3/4 of the class were falling asleep.. I almost did. Then Mrs. Ng woke me up.. "Weixuan! I know it's very tiring!". Lmao. I wasn't even sleeping lor. Jonye, Caleb, Sinpong, Edna, and lots of ppl were sleeping leh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 10 with Edna and Ong Yeow Tong after HCL... heh. Kept laughing at this china guy... so bloody 'sexy'. Could see his chest cuz he didn't button his shirt. Heh and OYT told me something. Totally didn't see it coming. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm going to chiong Amaths lerh. Seeeeee ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could turn back time I wouldn't have gone to Temasek. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-5831029484375032468?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/5831029484375032468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=5831029484375032468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5831029484375032468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5831029484375032468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-294715526646594237</id><published>2008-09-13T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:55:38.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridiculous!!!!</title><content type='html'>Fine. I'm sorry. What did you expect me to say? We've been friends for so long and you should know I don't like to beat about the bush. I try to be tactful when I have to be... but honestly... there was nothing to be discreet about. What did you want me to say? You want me to say, "Oh I'm most willing to help" when it wasn't even my problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly I don't even know your friend. Secondly, she used her phone in class so it's her fault that her phone got confiscated. Thirdly, it's so easy to solve the problem. Why complicate it? Just see the bloody teacher, apologise, and get the bloody phone back. Why must I talk to the teacher for your friend? You think I have nothing better to do? Plus that incident happened like... last week? And you're being childish (you're forever childish lah...)... if you remember, I said, "Is that my problem?". For God's sake I wasn't even being malicious! I was just saying whatever that first came to my mind! SERIOUSLY... ask your other friends what you requested of me and they'd all say the same thing... "IS THAT MY PROBLEM?". Two words for you  - GROW UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rAWRAWRWRAWRA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=""""""""""""""""    I don't like to use the emoticons =.= and -.- cuz I think it's rude but I used it like so many times in that convo. Couldn't help it, man. Some boys are just so childish I can't friggin stand it. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-294715526646594237?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/294715526646594237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=294715526646594237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/294715526646594237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/294715526646594237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/ridiculous.html' title='Ridiculous!!!!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-5872329260803996899</id><published>2008-09-13T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:27:28.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala</title><content type='html'>Went to meet Amy at TM. Gloria's gonna buy Michelle's present... so we only bought Pamela's present. And we got her a bag! Heh... our CG is gonna be pok lor... we hafta pay for so many people's prezzies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Daryl after that.. felt so bloody stupid..I took 293 from the wrong side and got lost in Tampines. HAHAHA. I always get lost one lah. Studied Amaths trigo for 2 hours and Daryl did his Chem thingy. Heh. Gonna force Daryl to come to FCBC (He's at CHC =P). Went home to watch ManU VS Liverpool. Nyahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to blog today. Keep listening to mayday's old songs today. Heh...Wen rou is my song of the day!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走在风中今天阳光突然好温柔&lt;br /&gt;天的温柔地的温柔像你抱著我&lt;br /&gt;然后发现你的改变孤单的今后&lt;br /&gt;如果冷该怎么度过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天边风光身边的我都不在你眼中&lt;br /&gt;你的眼中藏著什么我从来都不懂&lt;br /&gt;没有关系你的世界就让你拥有&lt;br /&gt;不打扰是我的温柔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道不明了不想要为什么我的心&lt;br /&gt;明明是想靠近却孤单到黎明&lt;br /&gt;不知道不明了不想要为什么我的心&lt;br /&gt;那爱情的绮丽总是在孤单里&lt;br /&gt;再把我的最好的爱给你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知不觉不情不愿又到巷子口&lt;br /&gt;我没有哭也没有笑因为这是梦&lt;br /&gt;没有预兆没有理由你真的有说过&lt;br /&gt;如果有就让你自由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz. Zhengjie damn boliao can... i dun even noe your friend, pls. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-5872329260803996899?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/5872329260803996899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=5872329260803996899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5872329260803996899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5872329260803996899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/lalala.html' title='Lalala'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8187008430934905379</id><published>2008-09-12T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:07:09.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOKKIEN JI XIANG SAN BAO?</title><content type='html'>Was sending Daryl songs.. lmao..... And then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daryl:&lt;/strong&gt; *Sends Ji Xiang San Bao (Chinese Version)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Walau eh. Dowan la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daryl:&lt;/strong&gt; I am crazy over that song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I thought that song long time ago one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daryl:&lt;/strong&gt; No... it's better than the hokkien one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Huh... Ji xiang san bao got hokkien one meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daryl:&lt;/strong&gt; WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daryl:&lt;/strong&gt; WRONG SONG! *Sends Ji Pa Ban (Chinese Version)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! I WAS THINKING HOW COME JI XIANG SAN BAO GOT HOKKIEN ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau eh... I LAUGH LIKE SIAO CAN. HOKKIEN JI XIANG SAN BAO... Last time always hear that bloody irritating song at Tampines interchange... lmao. "Mama blah kuru kuru kuru you eh" ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to meet Amy to buy Mich's present tomorrow...then Daryl gonna teach me Amaths! Friggin don't understand Amaths trigo... so siann..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daryl:&lt;/strong&gt; So glad we are bestfriends again!!! =DDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thet:&lt;/strong&gt; Of course you're my bestest girlfriend! &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana:&lt;/strong&gt; And you're my bestest sister! &lt;333333333333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't jealous ar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8187008430934905379?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8187008430934905379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8187008430934905379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8187008430934905379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8187008430934905379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/hokkien-ji-xiang-san-bao.html' title='HOKKIEN JI XIANG SAN BAO?'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-2272547359396443736</id><published>2008-09-12T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T19:46:34.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>Bloody LCS.. we were supposed to have HCL supp class after school and she forgot about it! So we waited for her for an hour. =.="" LOL. We didn't dare to leave cuz there was once she was late by 20 mins for the lesson so the class just went home and she scolded the whole class the next day. The 3/6 ppl quite extreme ... they took a video to prove that we stayed there for an hour. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Dad:&lt;/strong&gt; Have you ever considered what mum has done for you? Why must you be so self centred? You should understand that mum is going through a new phase in life... She has to struggle with so many changes in her body...obviously her mood would be affected and she'd get angry easily. And why the hell must you even say..."If not for you kids I would've divorced your mother". Yes you've done so much for us... but all along you've only credited YOURSELF. What YOU have done... what YOU have sacrificed... what YOU have given to us. Can't you see that mum has sacrificed so much for you?  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Mum:&lt;/strong&gt; Why must you be so self centred too? Everything you say is about YOURSELF too. No wonder you married Dad. Cuz both of you are so self centred. And that's the reason why you two have not been able to get along since God knows when. Just stop picking on each other's flaws and you two would be fine! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-2272547359396443736?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/2272547359396443736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=2272547359396443736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2272547359396443736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2272547359396443736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AHHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6192753808438672160</id><published>2008-09-11T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:23:26.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Engagement!</title><content type='html'>Oh I forgot to say... Cousin Giraffe got engaged today! So sorry I wasn't able to go... had to go to school. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand my parents. Don't understand why they're together when they can't farking get along at all. They only stayed together cuz of us. But seriously lor... they have not been on good terms for like.... God knows how many years? My sis said they've been like this even before I was born. Sia luh. If I were either of my parents I'd rather stay single for life than to marry someone I totally can't get along with. My dad is so bitchy lor... He bitches about my mum everyday. Can't stand it cuz my mum hardly bitches about him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6192753808438672160?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6192753808438672160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6192753808438672160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6192753808438672160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6192753808438672160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-engagement.html' title='Happy Engagement!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-3918995550738351688</id><published>2008-09-11T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:04:22.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SMjse5l8UuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6pWzJaEgNT4/s1600-h/DSC00842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244701781673136866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SMjse5l8UuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6pWzJaEgNT4/s320/DSC00842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was at the foyer with Meiyunn (I think) when I saw Mr Choy's photo. Walau eh... STILL MUST BAI POSE?! ROFL! DAMN FUNNY.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn sad... cuz I didn't complete the Emaths test. =.= Was damn sian-ed for the rest of the day after the test. Sorry if I gave "attitude" to any of you... was just being touchy. At least Chem test was quite easy... Stayed back after school to tidy up the bloody classroom with Amanda. Meiyunn helped us and Jingjie helped a bit too. Thanks ppl... No one in class bloody gives a damn whether the classroom looks like a rubbish dump or not. &gt;=( Aiya. No one in 3/7 friggin gives a damn about ANYTHING, anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for piano yesterday. Walao the bus was damn bloody slow.. was sitting near the driver and the bus is a new kind of bus so I could see the speed meter (or whatever you call it)... Guess what.. It was moving at 60 km per hour. So friggin slow... I was late for lesson lor. I'm not going private with Ms. Jasmine cuz she's busy so I'm sticking with the school. So sad luh.. Jasmine taught me for 3 years, btw. A new teacher came and she wasn't very friendly. She didn't even introduce herself initially... 10 mins into the lesson I stopped playing and asked her... "Er? How do I address you ar?". =.= Damn diao. But I think she's quite good luh. Her name's Ms Hip, btw. Lol. Miss H-I-P. Her name's so cool right? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting so super clumsy. I fell on bus 14 yesterday morn... and I almost fell on the train this morning. Was so super tired this morning and I was walking down the carriages on the train when the train suddenly jerked and I fell sideways. Luckily I didn't fall on anyone... I almost did... but I was so tired I didn't even bother to look at the person luh. So I went to stand at the window and guess what? I looked back at the person whom I almost fell on and saw that the person was Gabriel Lim. =.="""LMAO LA. I DIDN'T EVEN REALISE HE WAS ON THE TRAIN LOR. Then Jingyu called me cuz she thought she was late...so Gab &amp;amp; I went to Tanah Merah to wait for her... We missed 14 so we took 45 to cold storage and we took 10..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so tired. Need a break.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-3918995550738351688?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/3918995550738351688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=3918995550738351688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3918995550738351688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3918995550738351688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SMjse5l8UuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6pWzJaEgNT4/s72-c/DSC00842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6627888523387185309</id><published>2008-09-09T17:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T18:03:12.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going cuckoo</title><content type='html'>I feel so hollow. &lt;em&gt;I'm empty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. I'm talking to my dearie Thet on the phone! And I came up with a new chinese idiom... “天下有很多草"! Heh. &lt;strong&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Mrs Verma walks into the class)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xuanjun:&lt;/strong&gt; *mumbles something*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khishal:&lt;/strong&gt; *suddenly bursts out laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; Amanda:&lt;/strong&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khishal:&lt;/strong&gt; *points at Xuanjun* He say Mrs Verma is cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. Went for choir meeting.. Waste of time nia...we're gonna change our ah ma choir uniform into another ah ma uniform. &lt;strong&gt;What's the DIFF?!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Heh... and I think Miss Soh looks like Mark Lee (Lee Guo Huang). LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL! Don't ask me why I suddenly think so.. I was thinking... "Eh... Mark Lee look like somebody..... AHAHA... MISS SOH!" =X (FYI if u didn't know... Miss Soh is in charge of choir. Heh) ROFL. I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING NOW. HAHAHA. IT'S SO FREAKING FUNNY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah... I hafta go mug now... Cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If she had wings she'd fly away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6627888523387185309?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6627888523387185309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6627888523387185309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6627888523387185309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6627888523387185309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-going-cuckoo.html' title='I&apos;m going cuckoo'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-3229527693136673676</id><published>2008-09-08T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:55:41.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yipee yai yai</title><content type='html'>Wheee! I passed chinese prelims! For the first time this year I got above 60% for chinese! Whooopeee! But of course it's taiko one luh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very long never listen to James Blunt's "Carry You Home". Kept listening today... and I changed it to my blog song! Lurvin it... I'm not really fond of Hiphop and R&amp;B... prefer songs that have melodies. Heex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin Giraffe is getting engaged on Sept 11 (weird day, ehs?)! Time passes really fast. Our super tall big brother is getting engaged! It seems only yesterday that he was pretending to be our Cookie Monster and chasing Nana, Keefe, Keqin and I down the stairs. Oww. We're all getting older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-3229527693136673676?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/3229527693136673676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=3229527693136673676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3229527693136673676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3229527693136673676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/yipee-yai-yai.html' title='Yipee yai yai'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8282610332930520270</id><published>2008-09-07T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:39:38.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Darn..  it'd be all over in less than two months' time. If only time could stay then perhaps...                        Nvm. &lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... Damn happyyyy... cuz I cleared all the bloody homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going all out for the EOYs... Been revising since June...hopefully my hard work would pay off. We're all gonna die after EOYs... cuz ppl in class are gonna get retained (we can all foresee that)... but of course we're all praying hard that no one's gonna be left behind. AND.. Lim Chuan Sang is gonna come after us for jian bao after EOYs. I bloody hate jianbao...it's a blooody waste of time. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish time won't pass so fast..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8282610332930520270?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8282610332930520270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8282610332930520270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8282610332930520270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8282610332930520270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/darn.html' title=''/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1735552917683749505</id><published>2008-09-07T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:13:04.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rararar</title><content type='html'>Oooh... today's the last day of the holidays. Sad nia. Had a weird dream last night... freaked the shiate outta me... so gory and bloody.... felt like shit when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edna &amp;amp; I are so pissed.. cuz we can't stand some friggin lazy bum. * is so lazy that * don't even wanna flip *'s book. Never ever seen such a friggin lazy shit. Total piece of shit, mann. Don't deserve to get promoted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1735552917683749505?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1735552917683749505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1735552917683749505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1735552917683749505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1735552917683749505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/rararar.html' title='Rararar'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-7371420797599057045</id><published>2008-09-06T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:33:19.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh..</title><content type='html'>Was supposed to meet Daryl just now... AHA... I know what you're thinking. Nahhh.. Daryl's not my bf (oh purleese) but my longtime bestf. Lol. But he got into an accident so I ended up going to Thet's house to study. Aiya Daryl.. next time don't pia so hard...cycle all the way from tampines to pasir ris for what?! ... now is the 21st century....there is something called MRT and there is also something called SBS. LMAO. See lah... now injured. Heh. Thet made me laugh like siao luh... HAHA. Kept imitating&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;some gay guy doing ACEs. HAHAHAHAHA. I THINK I WILL BURST OUT LAUGHING WHEN I SEE THAT GUY IN SCHOOL. HAHAHA. BLOODY FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn sad now. I was on the train from tampines to pasir ris and there was this awkward looking girl (maybe in her early 20s) who was sitting diagonally opposite me. She sneaked a few biscuits into her mouth (and she did that twice on the trip) and ended up being subjected to mockery. There was this bitch sitting beside the girl and she kept smirking at her... and there was another bitch sitting directly opposite the poor girl and she kept smirking at the poor girl too. Felt so sorry for the girl.. she was looking around awkwardly and those two bitches just kept staring at her with smugly. Humph... seriously, what's there to be so smug about? Okay...maybe the poor girl is a social misfit luh... but those two bitches ought to be ashamed of themselves for being so cruel. When we were alighting, the poor girl felt so out of place that she walked to the next carriage to get down from the train cuz those two bloody bitches were still smirking at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell lah. I felt like slapping those two... feel so bad now. It's normal to be hungry whattt... people hungry cannot issit? Walauuuu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-7371420797599057045?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/7371420797599057045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=7371420797599057045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/7371420797599057045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/7371420797599057045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/argh.html' title='Argh..'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-3535228133930410044</id><published>2008-09-02T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:45:52.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oooh freakkkk</title><content type='html'>Fish... can't stand our school, man. I thought they'd be kind and let us revise this week... instead they gave us one whole pile of homework. Kao ehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody homework (3/7 ppl, please take note okayyys):&lt;br /&gt;1) SS corrections (1) - Copy until my hand break nia&lt;br /&gt;2) SS corrections (2)&lt;br /&gt;3) E Maths&lt;br /&gt;4) A Maths&lt;br /&gt;5) Higher Chinese =.="" - TWO BLOODY ZUOWEN + THE WHOLE BLOODY ZUO YE BOOK LEH! ^$&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;#$(%#$%#$%%%#$@))^)&lt;br /&gt;6) Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;7) Physics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it lah!! I've only finished all the SS homework.. and I'm only halfway through Emaths... WHERE GOT TIME TO REVISE MAN?! Still must go to school on wednesday and thursday. AND I HAVE 5 HOURS OF TUITION ON FRIDAY LEH... Fish the school lah. TWO BLOODY ZUO WEN LEHHHHH! I HATE LCS. SHE HAVEN'T EVEN FINISH TEACHING THE TEXTBOOK AND WE MUST FINISH THE ZUO YE BOOK?!!!!! But thank God it's not jian bao luh...hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fish evrything lah... Okay I'm done venting my frustrations...  AND I GOTTA GO CHIONG HOMEWORK LIAOOO...   BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-3535228133930410044?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/3535228133930410044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=3535228133930410044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3535228133930410044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3535228133930410044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/oooh-freakkkk.html' title='Oooh freakkkk'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-5963183865362302036</id><published>2008-09-02T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:29:11.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHOIR CONCERT!</title><content type='html'>Oh yes I forgot to advertise for our choir's upcoming concert... HEHEEHEHE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE COME AND SUPPORT!&lt;/strong&gt; It's on the &lt;strong&gt;11th of November&lt;/strong&gt; at dunno dunno where (I forgot...sorry)... must come support us! =DDDDDD GET ALL YOUR FRIENDS TO COME!!!  AND AND... for the first time ever the choir won't be wearing the bloody ah ma choir costume =DDDDDDD    (Which means we'll all be "lenglois" and "lengzais")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MUST BUY TICKETS FROM ME, OKAY??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =DDDD  IT'S OK IF YOU DUNNO ME... HAHAHAHA...  CAN BUY FROM MRS. LOKE. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-5963183865362302036?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/5963183865362302036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=5963183865362302036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5963183865362302036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5963183865362302036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/choir-concert.html' title='CHOIR CONCERT!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8183152587542461126</id><published>2008-09-02T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:20:33.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyanyanya</title><content type='html'>Went to take part in Gabriel's church's bite race yesterday... =.=. It was an utter waste of time cuz the organiser gave us wrong clues. =.= ... Told us to go to tampines block 216C... Gab, Jingyu, Amanda, Shenghan, Jingjie and I walked around in circles for 30 mins... later, we found out that block 216C doesn't even exist luh. We were all damn dulan... in the end we found the station masters at block 201E... =.=""""""!!!!!! So we forfeited and went to EHub instead. Lol. JY, Gab, SH, and JJ went to play at arcade... Amanda and I went to KBox. Should've just stayed home to study, mannnnn. Anyway, poor gabriel...he had to stomach a bowl of disgusting spicy kway chap. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana:&lt;/strong&gt; I really don't know how I can help you cuz I've never ever experienced something like this... Just want you to know that I may not be a good advisor... but I'm a good listener. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8183152587542461126?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8183152587542461126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8183152587542461126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8183152587542461126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8183152587542461126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/09/nyanyanya.html' title='Nyanyanya'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-707538548400578637</id><published>2008-08-28T21:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T21:38:02.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mannnn</title><content type='html'>Whooo... I CAN FINALLY BREATHE AND RELAXXXX FOR A WHILE... This week had been rather hectic. With so many things to do, I barely can think of anything else....hah. ANYWAY WE'VE GOT 17/20 FOR THE SS VIDEO! WHOOOPEEDOOODLEDOOOOOO! A1 for CA4! SO HAPPY MANNN! THANK GOD... If not for Him I'd have given up halfway. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Replies to tags:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shenghan:&lt;/strong&gt; LOL.. YOU BASTARD LA YOU... GO SMELL GABRIEL'S PILLOW THEN SAY HIS PILLOW GOT HIS "THINGY-THING" SMELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meiyunn:&lt;/strong&gt; NICE RIGHT?!!! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edna:&lt;/strong&gt; Of course! ;D I actually thought I was the only one in class who felt that way. Lol. SO GLAD I'VE FINALLY FOUND SOMEONE WHO FEELS THE SAME WAY AS ME! =DDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... I got back my piano exam results. Damn sian lor... I FAILED SIGHTREADING AGAIN! Haha. Expected luh.. the day I pass sightreading would be the day Singapore succeeds in capturing Mas Selamat (and it possibly would never happen). But anyway I got full marks for aural! Heh. I DID CHOIR PROUD LOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's teachers' day.... HAHA.&lt;em&gt; I really pity the teachers who teach our class.&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND here are the photos taken at Gabriel's house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SLan87vd70I/AAAAAAAAAIo/BvUamFFoENw/s1600-h/DSC00742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239559881762926402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SLan87vd70I/AAAAAAAAAIo/BvUamFFoENw/s320/DSC00742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SHENGHAN IS A PIG! HE WAS STILL SLEEPING WHEN WE REACHED GABRIEL'S HOUSE AT 12 PLUS. LOL! HIS POSE IS DAMN.... HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SLaohJZP1nI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BbqI-oXBk1E/s1600-h/DSC00743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239560503903114866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SLaohJZP1nI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BbqI-oXBk1E/s320/DSC00743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MR. LI BAI COME SINGAPORE PLAY GU ZHENG SEHS... Haha. okok.. it's jingjie, not li bai. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SLapDW58I1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/OjVgJpFvAUc/s1600-h/DSC00744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239561091645449042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SLapDW58I1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/OjVgJpFvAUc/s320/DSC00744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda filming gabriel and jingyu...Jingjie playing guzheng in the foregrond. LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't find the photos of me and amanda... lmao. Next time bahs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-707538548400578637?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/707538548400578637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=707538548400578637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/707538548400578637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/707538548400578637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/mannnn.html' title='Mannnn'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SLan87vd70I/AAAAAAAAAIo/BvUamFFoENw/s72-c/DSC00742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-2147836980498181493</id><published>2008-08-24T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:42:15.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GXakiuwcH9c"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GXakiuwcH9c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayyyy... finally finished editing... this week had been really hectic for me. Been rushing home after school everyday to study this &amp; that, do this &amp; that... had no time to rest. Glad that this week has ended. Heh. I worked non-stop like a workoholic today! Had to redo the whole video cuz I forgot to publish it. =.= Heh... Thank God it's all doneeeeee! (I didn't even go church, btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Gab's house to film the SS thingy thing.. haha... Shenghan was still sleeping at Gab's house when we reached there... haha. I TOOK A PHOTO OF SHENGHAN LAZING ON THE BED!!! HAHAHA. Did alot of crazy stuff... shall post the videos and photos when I have time... wanna go study for tomorrow's Chinese Prelims. Arghhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-2147836980498181493?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/2147836980498181493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=2147836980498181493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2147836980498181493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2147836980498181493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-3645660352994198388</id><published>2008-08-22T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:43:03.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;9@Br!31&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 7 Weeks says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnite bahgua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'xúåñ . . says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnite ah gua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-3645660352994198388?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/3645660352994198388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=3645660352994198388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3645660352994198388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3645660352994198388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/9br31-7-weeks-says-goodnite-bahgua-x.html' title=''/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-4023712027896236729</id><published>2008-08-22T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:40:53.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rawr</title><content type='html'>Roars... si shenghan... So late still go Gabriel's house to study... HAHA... confirm end up pinching each other's nipples and doing hanky panky in the room. &lt;em&gt;Si Shenghan, chao gay-briel! Singapore got no brokeback mountain sehs!&lt;/em&gt; Gabriel haven't send me his research. I really hafta burn mid night oil mannnnn. Cuz Jingyu just cut and paste one bloody huge chunk of text from dunno where and I have to digest the information and Gabriel haven't send me anything and I've already collated Amanda's info and we have to start filming tomorrow lor! I'm gonna die on my laptop tonight. Hafta write script and do write-up leh.. walauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. How I wish someone's here with me. Idiot sia... they were supposed to send me by yesterday lehhhhhhhh. Walau. Feel like scolding a string of vulgarities.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haha.. crazy junior Julian and I bitching via sms... Julian is a bitchy boy! LOL! So fun to bitch with! HAHA...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-4023712027896236729?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/4023712027896236729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=4023712027896236729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/4023712027896236729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/4023712027896236729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/rawr.html' title='rawr'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6590674772030707606</id><published>2008-08-22T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:14:40.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tralalalala</title><content type='html'>Chao sian de lor.... still waiting for gabriel and jingyu to send me their research stuff so that I can collate... going to gabriel's house tomorrow to do the project. Yawns. Good for em... They can sleep damn early tonight... and I'd hafta burn midnight oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh.. chinese is the only thing i failed this sem! Haha... damn scared lah... have chinese prelims on monday. I can foresee my death... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Jingjie tried to trick me today.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jingjie:&lt;/strong&gt; I breakdance for you to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Orh ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jingjie:&lt;/strong&gt; *dances*     *smacks me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; OWWWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was raining damnnnnnn heavily just now... had to run to the bus stop in the rain and we were all drenched. It was raining so heavily that even a cockroach had to come and seek shelter at the bus stop! LOL... it crawled up meiyunn's leg, then it crawled up my leg. I was screaming like siaooooooooo! HAHA...then a sec one boy squashed the cockroach... so brave!! HAHA. Damn gross lah! I seem to have an affinity with creepy crawlies. HAHA... Went home and the first thing I did was to get in the shower... washed my leg 4 times. HAHAHAHA. Gross. Anyway... I was on the bus when I heard this bloody cocky boy bitching about our class as though we have done something bad to him...he critiscized our class lor... so I purposely turned around, looked at him, then said to Amanda, "Are they talking bout our class?". Haha. That shut him up. HAHA. Who says I'm not proud of my class? Hummph! I'm the manager leh! =D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawnsssssssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6590674772030707606?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6590674772030707606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6590674772030707606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6590674772030707606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6590674772030707606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/tralalalala.html' title='Tralalalala'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8541843020200995407</id><published>2008-08-21T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:16:31.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so bloody tired mannn. So sian... tmr still must go for choir. Blew my top last session... Haha. Scolded my section... was damn &lt;em&gt;dulan.&lt;/em&gt; Lol. Joelle said tt I should've explained the meaning of "dulan" to the whole section... HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Thet asked me to perform for grad night! Thet says they're appealing for grad night or something... Whoopee... but too bad... I'm currently "band-less". Can't possibly ask my ex bandmates to go with me... hardly talk to em nowadays. The oversized black "Silent Noise" band tee is rotting away in my closet.. till now I'm still wondering why the hell that freaking tee costed me 50 bucks. Bet someone koped my $$. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh yeahhh.. Mr Choy came back today... =D  Bye bye Mr Ng, we'll miss you, haha. During Amaths, the boys asked Mr Choy whether he received any complaints from Mr Ng and he said, "No he didn't say anything but I heard about something. Asked him to tell me the names but Mr Ng said, 'Let bygones be bygones, it's ok'. "     I felt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian... I'm waiting for Jingyu, Amanda and Gaybriel to send me the research stuff.... so siannnnnnn. I feel like hitting the sack right now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8541843020200995407?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8541843020200995407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8541843020200995407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8541843020200995407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8541843020200995407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-so-bloody-tired-mannn.html' title=''/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6838830408121579682</id><published>2008-08-20T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:27:28.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; *dials Thet's number*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thet:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh? I call you ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thet:&lt;/strong&gt; Yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I call you for what sia... I looking for my phone leh... how come I call your phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thet:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA... I dunno? You think of me too much liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA. Sorry. I thought I was calling my phone number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I can be such a bloody idiot. HAHAHA. I laughed like siao after I put down the phone. Omg lah... I'm so blur!!!!! HAHAHA.  SO PAISEH LAHHHH! Luckily it's Thet, not any other person cuz Thet knows I'm damn blur. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... haven't failed anything this semester.... BUT I just found out that I failed something today. HAHAHA. I FAILED CHINESE! Bloody chinese... haha. I think the only person who passed chinese in my class is Sarah. Shenghan, Edna, JJ, Jingyu and I scored 30 plus for Chinese. Lol...I BEAT SHENGHAN BY 1.5 MARKS! HAHAHA. Poor Lim Chuan Sang... she was so pissed. The whole class had to do a reflection on the test for the whole lesson today. I hate HCL lah... so hard. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the relief teacher Mr. Ng's last day with us... poor Mr. Ng. He had to tolerate with our noisy class for so many weeks. Actually I don't think he's a very bad teacher... he's quite a good teacher =). At least I understand what he's teaching and I can see that he tried his best. I guess a handful of people couldn't stand the noise level in class too. (I'm one of those). Can't stand it man... I think our class seriously needs to get a life. There are people who wanna study in class but can't concentrate because some inconsiderate people (dudes, especially) can't seem to shut up even for a second. Told the class to shut up... and they only paused for 3 seconds... and then they continued talking. (I think Qingle is quite irritated too..LOL). Bloody hell. And some people just blame the teacher when they fail their tests when in the first place, they weren't bloody listening at all. It's friggin annoying when they push the blame to the teacher. You'd pass if you pay attention. I won't be surprised if people in class get retained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya... damn irritated lah. Can't do anything 'cept to pray for the class. Things are getting from bad to worse... sometimes I get so annoyed I feel like standing up and boxing everyone in class. Darn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6838830408121579682?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6838830408121579682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6838830408121579682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6838830408121579682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6838830408121579682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/lalala_20.html' title='Lalala'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-5824080280917799020</id><published>2008-08-18T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:02:10.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>下雨天 by 南拳妈妈</title><content type='html'>{沉默的场景做你的代替陪我等雨停。} 下雨天 by 南拳妈妈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nan Quan Ma Ma's new song is bloody nice! (It's the only NQMM song that I like. LOL!!!!) Sent to Thet and she loves it too! I love Lara's voice... Aiya... I love everything related to Jay Chou lah. (If you didn't noe, Lara is the girl who sang the duet with Jay Chou).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyahaha.... Btw, Clay Aiken's new album is so........ HAHA. Yawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sleep liao. Oyasumi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-5824080280917799020?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/5824080280917799020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=5824080280917799020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5824080280917799020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5824080280917799020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/by.html' title='下雨天 by 南拳妈妈'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-3953423240391756485</id><published>2008-08-18T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:54:04.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random shit'/><title type='text'>Shit shit shit</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 4am this morning, saw something near my bed, totally freaked out, screamed (EVERYONE MUST BE PIGS CUZ NO ONE FRIGGIN HEARD ME!), and pretended I didn't see anything. LOL. Daren't say what it is... not supposed to believe there are such&lt;em&gt; things&lt;/em&gt;... so let's just say I'm skeptical about &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;. Urgh... &lt;em&gt;I hate my house&lt;/em&gt;. Smsed Thet for help when I woke up later cuz my family members were still sleeping like pigs and I didn't wanna go into their rooms and wake em up. Thet said that maybe those&lt;em&gt; things&lt;/em&gt; like to come find me cuz I'm very nice? Eee... who wanna play with &lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt;, man? Ouh-kay, whatever&lt;em&gt; it&lt;/em&gt; is, if I could talk to &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;, I'd tell&lt;em&gt; it&lt;/em&gt; to stop playing with the bloody TV and the fan remote control and my alarm clock. It's really freaking me out. Argh. Ok... Shan't think too much. I'm still skeptical about &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;, anyway. Hopefully&lt;em&gt; they&lt;/em&gt; don't exist. Haha. Thet...jiu ming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit luh... I lost my bunch of keys. Plus the keychain is quite ex... it's costed like...1/4 of my monthly allowance. Haha. Saw this notice next to the lift... "Bunch of keys found. Claim it at #05-284". Ok... I really hope they found my keys. *Prays damn bloody hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I fell asleep during chinese test today. Haha. I'm always falling asleep during Chinese tests cuz I can't stand reading chunks of chinese characters. But today's was quite serious... cuz I was having migraines. So I fell asleep... then Lim Chuan Sang came to tap my head. LOL. The whole class laughed at me luh. Sia luh. AND.... the relief tcher Mr Ng said that only two people failed Amaths... I really hope it's not me cuz I really studied very hard. LOL!! Sinpong says one of them is him.. dunno luh. Siannnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for double piano just now... heh. So fun.. played Maksim's Claudine and Still Waters. Claudine is so romantic... (Of course Beethoven's Sonata Pathetique is the most romantic =DD). Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-3953423240391756485?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/3953423240391756485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=3953423240391756485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3953423240391756485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3953423240391756485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/shit-shit-shit.html' title='Shit shit shit'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-3993886090736941625</id><published>2008-08-17T00:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T01:39:33.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH!!! HAHAHAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh btw.... Amy told me something damn bloody funny yesterday. Laughed like siaoooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; That Liuying (the china teacher, fyi) came to our class and suan-ed Singapore. She say that Singapore got no olympics medal. Then the boys bully her! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amy:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha! I don't need to see her anymore! You know my class people say she look like the china weightlifter?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really look like the weightlifter from China lor! WTH WTH WTH!!! HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SKcQqM1YXJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Jf4M77OwMD4/s1600-h/20061206_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235171409027161234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SKcQqM1YXJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Jf4M77OwMD4/s320/20061206_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... chao gay-briel and I are warring on MSN. Chao gay! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-3993886090736941625?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/3993886090736941625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=3993886090736941625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3993886090736941625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3993886090736941625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/wth-hahahah.html' title='WTH!!! HAHAHAH!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SKcQqM1YXJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Jf4M77OwMD4/s72-c/20061206_06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8911084814601719061</id><published>2008-08-16T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T23:50:10.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to MS with sis for hotpot... My sis and I are always hanging out at MS luh..dunno why...everytime we feel like eating or doing something together that place would be at MS. Had chocolate fondue! So yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this guy at Action City and I thought he was a girl! Was stunned when he talked to me... cuz it was then that I realised he was a guy. LMAO! I was like thinking, "Bloody hell! He's so bloody pretty!".  I was so jealous lah! HAHA... PS: Metropolitans are not my type. I've always felt that I'd be very sad everyday if my boyfriend is prettier than me. HAHA. (But of course I'm single and lovin it! ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn luh... I was standing near the window just now... then this bloody cockroach flew in from the window! WTH LUH. I SCREAMED LIKE SIAOO. LOL. Was damn retarded luh... asked my mum to come look at the cockroach and my mum was like... "YOU TELL ME TO LOOK AT THE COCKROACH FOR WHAT?!" SO I MADE MY DAD CATCH THE COCKROACH. HAHA. My dad is damn heroic lor! He caught the cockroach with bare hands! DISGUSTING SHIT. My dad is so gross. LOL!!!!!!!! Nevertheless I applaud his 'valour' and 'masculinity'. LOL!!!! Reminded me of the time the boys killed the cockroach in Tracy Teo's class. Wth lah... that cockroach died next to my table. At first Tracy Teo told the boys not to kill cuz it was the 7th month and dunno what thingy thing. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siannnn. I feel so sleepyyyyyyyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8911084814601719061?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8911084814601719061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8911084814601719061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8911084814601719061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8911084814601719061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/went-to-ms-with-sis-for-hotpot.html' title=''/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8504527585117561179</id><published>2008-08-15T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:12:42.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala</title><content type='html'>Damn bloody tired... mugged till 2am yesterday and slept at 3. Can't stand my family. Super annoying. Everything I do is for them but everything I do is wrong. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Wonder when Mr. Choy is coming back... The relief teacher Mr. Ng is damn funny luh...was trying very hard to contain my laughter during Amaths...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Ng:&lt;/strong&gt; This is a palabala!    (Parabola.. WTH RIGHT?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, some of my juniors told me that Eddie Tan and Verma used my compo from last year as a model essay. HAHA. SO COOL LAH! Didn't know Verma has my compo. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir was fun today... was surprised that I was able to stay awake till the end. Thank God. Lol. Ooh and I love Mr Soh's wife (she's our new conductor, fyi). Had a mini jamming session with Branden (e decent sec 3 Branden, DUH) before choir. Lol. Sang hillsong songs! Piano + Guitar! =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to visit and pray for Amy's dad at Mount Elizabeth Hospital with the cell group after choir... went to Raffle's place with Amy to meet Huishan... Then we went to Orchard to meet the rest of the cell group. Heh... Pangseh-ed them and skipped dinner. Just had my dinner... I'm dieting. =X  Heh.. I know it's a lil bit extreme... it was my only meal for the day. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8504527585117561179?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8504527585117561179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8504527585117561179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8504527585117561179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8504527585117561179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/lalala.html' title='Lalala'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-190309517440509801</id><published>2008-08-13T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:13:09.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>(EDITED) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-190309517440509801?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/190309517440509801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=190309517440509801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/190309517440509801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/190309517440509801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-5909940377032630853</id><published>2008-08-11T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:43:55.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oooh</title><content type='html'>Ooh I did a naughty thing today! I'm so bloody childish! HAHAHA. Shhhhh. It's a secret. =X  It's nice to be childish sometimes. =D Love my inner child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tao Li got 5th! But nvm... we're still very proud of her right?! Heh. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn blurr... was going home from grandma's house last night and I smsed Thet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Just confirming... tmr no school right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thet:&lt;/strong&gt; Lol yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Lol. Okay. Heh. I damn blur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I'm damn blur lah. Kk... Gonna chiong the bloody MdmLim's zuoye now. Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: I want my future son to look like Michael Phelps! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-5909940377032630853?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/5909940377032630853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=5909940377032630853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5909940377032630853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5909940377032630853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/oooh.html' title='Oooh'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1185970381763645791</id><published>2008-08-09T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:55:24.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy National Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Singapore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Sorry, I never ever bother to watch NDP. Yawns).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore would be a perfect place if life wasn't so stressful (LOOK AT ME! I'M SO STRESSED OUT!)  and if people were much more friendlier AND AND AND IF there were more fun places to visit. But I still love Singapore, duh... Hohoho! Sometimes I feel like migrating elsewhere to escape from the mundanity (every week day is a boring school day... every weekend is a weekend to study and mug hard to prepare for your boring school days...   Sentosa is too far away for me, Orchard road is getting boring, Downtown East needs money to be "fun", Kallang Leisure Park is inaccessible, media is restricted, in short: Life is boring in Singapore) and anxiety I have to face everyday in Singapore. But I guess I will remain in Singa-bore for life... Lmao.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis and I were 'ogling' at the Spanish &amp;amp; Italian male gymnasts on channel 601 today (NOTE: We are not like bian tai men... we only comment on how good looking those ang mohs are but we do not STARE like bian tai men!)... Olympics rock! HAHAHA. We get to watch hot ang mohs doing somersaults and backflips! But gymnasts' bodies are so weird cuz they only train the upper half of their bodies. So they have super big biceps and super strong stomach muscles BUT no leg muscles. (Which means their legs look damn bloody small and their bodies are friggin inproportionate! LOL). Ooh and my dad thinks that Italian  &amp;amp; Spanish men are hot too! However my dad still thinks he's the most handsome...he loves to think that way. (All guys think they are very handsome, right? BHB!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humph I did not just watch the Olympics today! I chiong-ed homework... Lim Chuan Sang lah. She's nuts. She has only completed half of the 3A chinese textbook and she wants us to complete the WHOLE workbook by tuesday. I'm gonna die man. I hate chinese. I hate chinese characters. (That's why I don't read chinese newspapers and I hate jianbao. So scary. Chinese newspapers = overflooding of chinese characters. Damn bloody hard to read!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sickening shit luh. I'm still having flu. Bloody hell.... I hope it's not chikugunya or whatever. LOL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1185970381763645791?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1185970381763645791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1185970381763645791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1185970381763645791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1185970381763645791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-national-day.html' title='Happy National Day!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1254764875385193181</id><published>2008-08-08T20:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:21:01.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;X-Country today! Sian...was having cramps. =X Shenghan, Gabriel and JJ left without me and JY! I was late by a few minutes only lorrr. Sian. JY and I had to take cab to ECP. JY and I are always taking cab luh. Met a super desperate army guy at ECP... kept talking to me. Despo. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pangseh-ed Gabriel &amp;amp; Shenghan to go out with Thet &amp;amp; Mayo. Haha. Sorry dudes. Walked to parkway with Thet &amp;amp; Mayo after X-country (Thet, you owe us one, man!)... ate at Ajisen. Jess, Huiying and gang were there too. Haha...was eating halfway when Shenghan smsed me.. "Gabriel cry sia." Lmao. Sorry lah!  =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to bring Thet &amp;amp; Mayo to experience jamming... very long never go jam. Haha. But then I was in pain so I went home luh. Hahaha. Probably will find some peeps to go jamming with me after exams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random photos... =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SJxE0SfDfhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rvfkrh3HfpI/s1600-h/DSC00618.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SJxE8yrNQVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xcfZWlJxxkA/s1600-h/DSC00615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232132678283510098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SJxE8yrNQVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xcfZWlJxxkA/s320/DSC00615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Thet &amp;amp; Mayoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SJxFCi7_z8I/AAAAAAAAAII/N2fDX16n81s/s1600-h/DSC00614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232132777138180034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SJxFCi7_z8I/AAAAAAAAAII/N2fDX16n81s/s320/DSC00614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Me wit mah messy hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SJxFI-EY9sI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sHcT4gw5Ygs/s1600-h/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232132887500355266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SJxFI-EY9sI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sHcT4gw5Ygs/s320/DSC00582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Gaybriel expressing his "gay potential". HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SJxFNXlEXWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/R8P1OxylfiE/s1600-h/DSC00607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232132963067780450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SJxFNXlEXWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/R8P1OxylfiE/s320/DSC00607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     Taufik cuddling my piglet!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhh. Wasted so much cash on the cab fare today. Roars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1254764875385193181?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1254764875385193181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1254764875385193181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1254764875385193181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1254764875385193181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/argh.html' title='Argh.'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u3dxvW0IBI/SJxE8yrNQVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xcfZWlJxxkA/s72-c/DSC00615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6046854440972168111</id><published>2008-08-07T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:19:15.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-country tmr!</title><content type='html'>Yayy....Shenghan's daddy gonna drive Jingjie, Jingyu, Gabriel &amp;amp; me to ECP tomorrow. Pasir ris folks rock! Jingjie and jingyu still hafta come to pasir ris to meet us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding dong bells. Thet almost made me burst out laughing on the bus (I was alone). Kept reminding me of the stupid jokes I made abt Miss. Elephant. Heh. So paiseh...the dude sitting in front me wanted to laugh at me cuz my face was constipated. Aiyer.... I very lame de lah... I practically laugh at everything.. (Can't stand the super fat guy who takes the 7am bus 10... everytime snore superrrrrrrr loudly. Always hafta bite my lips damn hard. There was once I burst out laughing. AND I WAS ALONEEEE). Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg... byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6046854440972168111?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6046854440972168111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6046854440972168111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6046854440972168111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6046854440972168111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/x-country-tmr.html' title='X-country tmr!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-5117590255867604653</id><published>2008-08-06T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:19:38.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOUUUUUU!</title><content type='html'>Oooh yeah. I forgot to say THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUU to CG for my belated birthday prezzie (for some reasons I haven't been to church for 2 weeks). THANKS THANKS THANKS! THANKS FOR THE PIGLET AND THE PILLOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Was damn scared that Shenghan and Ruijie would spoil the piglet's nose. They spoiled my keychain piglet's nose. Thankfully they didn't lah. But that Shenghan made my piglet 'drink' his breast milk. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-5117590255867604653?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/5117590255867604653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=5117590255867604653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5117590255867604653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5117590255867604653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-youuuuuu.html' title='THANK YOUUUUUU!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8098772914546637876</id><published>2008-08-06T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:04:30.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wahahaha.</title><content type='html'>Yawns. Mr Choy went for reservice so Mr Ng (not kimtu) took over for E + A Maths. Heh. Mr Ng's hair is so cool... like maggi mee. Hahaha. I kinda like him... at least I understand what he's teaching. He didn't tell us earlier that there'd be tests for both E + AMaths tomorrow.. Haha. I mugged for 4 hours non stop... haha. Finally finished studying. Whoooooooooopeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Been so pleased with my self discipline recently. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped CM photoshoot this morning, for some reasons. 1) I was late. (TELL US TO GO SO FRIGGIN EARLY FOR WHATTTTT?!) 2) I've never totally felt like a CM although I wore the blue badge and did most of the admin crap. Don't care lah... I'm not photogenic anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel, JY, Amanda and I were doing history essay. Lmao. Gabriel made us laugh like siao luh. Kept making fun of Verma.... and I think she heard whatever Gabriel said. LMAOOOOOO!!!! She came over to tell Gabriel to shut up. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet mummy and my 2nd sis @ Ikea after school. Damn lame luh. I thought we were going there to stop. Cheyyyyy..... we went there to meet mummy's insurance agent. =.="  Mummy got me insured last year... and mummy was trying to get my sis to get herself insured (my sis is a bloody shopaholic lor... she has no savings... haha... same as me lah). Waste my time lor. I sat there listening to the bloody insurance agent till 5 plus. Yawned half a million times, and I changed my position every 10 secs. I think I'm hyperactive. LMAOOOO! Anyway I polished off the whole slice of cheesecake that the agent bought for us to share (nobody wanted to eat lor). HAHA. Can't expect me to sit there for 2 hours and do nothing right?! Told mummy I had to go home to study... then chiong-ed home at 6. Lmaooooooo. Sian luh. I hafta study harder. Must make more money.. cuz mummy hinted to me . 0.0  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.  I'm so happy. Thank God I'm happy againnnnn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8098772914546637876?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8098772914546637876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8098772914546637876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8098772914546637876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8098772914546637876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/wahahaha.html' title='Wahahaha.'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-7667388256766227971</id><published>2008-08-05T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:11:52.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneeze...</title><content type='html'>I'm still having flu. Heh. Didn't go school yesterday. Was sick and had to go make I/C. Heh. Big sis took leave just to accompany me. Cuz she knows that her sister is an ultra big sotong. Hahaha. (I love my big sis more than my 2nd sis. HAHAHA!) Anyway the bloody photo was so damn spastic that sis and I couldn't stop laughing. HAHA. Don't show you. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verma called me to go for interaction today... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verma:&lt;/strong&gt; You always don't look well. Do you take care of yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Err.. yea.   (Felt lik saying "OF COURSEEEE!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verma:&lt;/strong&gt; Do you have enough sleep and rest at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; *nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verma:&lt;/strong&gt; Absenteesism in our class is very high. And I noticed that you and Edna are always sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;  *recollects*   (Edna and I have only been sick once this term lahhhh! WTHHHH!!! SHE NEVER SCOLD THOSE IDIOTS WHO ARE ABSENT EVERY WEEK LORRRRR!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verma:&lt;/strong&gt; You must learn to take care of your health. You always don't look well in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; *nods nods nods nods nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verma:&lt;/strong&gt; So... is the class very noisy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah. Very very noisy. (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-7667388256766227971?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/7667388256766227971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=7667388256766227971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/7667388256766227971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/7667388256766227971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/sneeze.html' title='Sneeze...'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8066176820397091292</id><published>2008-08-03T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T20:40:29.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blah. I am sick again. I really should be called the Queen of Flu or something... My bestf is not Nana or Thet or Mayo... My bestf is e flu bug. I'm always sick lah. Irritating. I can't even eat proper food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn damn damn. And I missed prayer walk today. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8066176820397091292?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8066176820397091292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8066176820397091292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8066176820397091292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8066176820397091292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/blah.html' title=''/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-2320433422027012138</id><published>2008-08-01T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:25:55.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhhhhh.</title><content type='html'>Went for piano exam todayy.. Heh. My exam was at 11.51 and I reached choa chu kang at 11.47. LMAO LA! I was running like a mad woman from the MRT station... It's the first time I ran in a shopping mall... Ran all the way to the blue building next to the shopping mall in choa chu kang and I reached there at 11.50. Phewwwwww. I was damn kanjiong cuz I was running. I screwed up a little bit.... damn kanjiong. I think I flunked my sightreading. Heh. But anyway the angmoh was damn nice. Kept making me laugh. Haha. SEXY BRITISH ACCENT! LMAOOOO!!!! HAHAHAHA. It's a waste of time to go to a place so far away from Pasir Ris. CHOA CHU KANG LEH! I spent 2 hours travelling to and fro.... and I only spent half an hour at choa chu kang. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I met lots of weird people on the train. Damn weird one lorh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person/s number 1: Fat women&lt;br /&gt;There were two malay women on the train... both were as fat as verm@. Anyway, there were two vacant seats next two each other. So one of the women took the seat, and the other seat was taken by a skinny dude. Guess what the other woman did... I was damn stunned yknow?! Never ever seen anything like this.... there was a little space in between her friend and the skinny dude and the woman just squeeeeeeezed there! The poor dude had to stand up and let the woman have the seat! SO BAD NIA!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person number 2: Weird china guy&lt;br /&gt;Initially I had a seat... but I let an ah ma take my seat (so I stood all the way to jurong east). Then there were 2 china guys and they were talking damnnnnnnnnnn loudly. One of the china men kept staring at me. (Damn scary yknow?!) So two of the passengers alighted and there were two vacant seats and the scary china man sat down. When his friend wanted to sit beside him, the scary china man pointed at me and said, "那个妞要不要坐”("That girl wanna sit?"). Walaoooooooooooooooooooooo! I'd rather stand all the way to Australia than sit beside him lor! DISGUSTINGGGGG! LMAO. AND AND... throughout the trip the scary china man kept staring at me!! SO SCARY LAHHHH! THAT CHINA MAN GOT NO TASTE SIAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I chiong-ed home, changed into school uniform and rushed to school for choir practice. Heh. Joelle Chin and I can read each others' minds... man. Damn pro lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-2320433422027012138?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/2320433422027012138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=2320433422027012138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2320433422027012138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2320433422027012138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahhhhhhhh.html' title='Ahhhhhhhh.'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-6489380410390501159</id><published>2008-08-01T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:00:46.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in peace</title><content type='html'>Mummy's cousin passed away last night.. I feel so sad. Hate it when people die. Why must people die...  and she's only 38. =( Hope she's safe in heaven now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do prayer walk on Sunday. My demented aunt wants me to go mug at her house. She's crazy... and her tuition doesn't work at all. I solve all the sums myself and most of the time she doesn't know how to solve em. Crazy luh. For 2 years I've spent all my saturdays at her house...so envious when I see others on the street on saturdays cuz I don't get to go out on saturdays. I spend the whole of my saturdays doing maths.... and guess how long I hafta sit there.... at least 5 hours ok!? 5 HOURS OF MATHS (On my own summore)! That was how I got my Amaths lor... From morn to night. For 2 years I've been deprived of freedom and fun and entertainment on saturdays. And I hafta chiong my school homework on sundays cuz I waste the whole of my saturdays at her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really crazy. She wants me to be like her... go to university and get my degree and blah blah blah. AND SHE DOESN'T GIVE ME TIME TO STUDY FOR MY OTHER SUBJECTS! AND NOW SHE'S DEPRIVING ME OF MY FREEDOM ON SUNDAYS! I've been looking forward to the prayer walk the whole of this week and now she tells me I hafta go to her house on Sunday! FREAKKKKKKKKK! I WANT TO GO CHURCH!  T.T So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God... please please please... make something pop up suddenly in her schedule on Sunday... Y'know she loves her tibetan buddhist priest right? Please lah... make her tibetan priest come to  Singapore on Sunday... PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!! MAKE THE PRIEST COME TO SINGAPORE SUDDENLY SO SHE'D GO AND SEE THE PRIEST!!! I WANNA GO CHURCH!!!! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-6489380410390501159?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/6489380410390501159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=6489380410390501159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6489380410390501159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/6489380410390501159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/08/rest-in-peace.html' title='Rest in peace'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-8877438387538745983</id><published>2008-07-31T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:56:29.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PANIC! PANIC!</title><content type='html'>DAMN DAMN DAMN.... *HYPERVENTILATES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the big day...PIANO EXAM! There's never ever been once I have had no stage fright!!! Angmohs with British accents scare me! (Even though british accents are quite sexy, angmohs with british accents are still scary! LMAO!!!!!!!!) Oh me God... I need lots of courage and strength and confidence and faith..  I feel like going into the examination room barefooted. =X It's super hard to step on the pedal with shoes. Heh. Hope the angmor won't faint, but I most probably wouldn't do that. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. The good thing is.... I don't need to go school tomorrow!! But I'm going back for choir. See?! I'm so dedicated to choir! HEH! Actually it's cuz there's a photoshoot tomorrow and I hafta sit in front with the other "dua pai" ppl! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I have a new unglam photo of Thet! I went home with Thet today... laughed like mad at one of the Bedok South "short-pants-guys" sitting in front of us. HAHAHA. We were sitting on the upper deck on the second seat from the front... then a group of BS "short-pants-guys" sat down in front of us and started making weird noises ("CHIU CHIU CHIU!").. Damn annoying luh. Then we reached tamp int and the most annoying boy stood up and banged into the TV Mobile!! WTH LUH! You should've seen the looks on me and Thet's faces. Thet contained her laughter but I burst out laughing luh. HAHAHA. I'VE NEVER SEEN SUCHA STUPID PERSON. HAHAHAHAHA! OK IM SO EVIL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-8877438387538745983?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/8877438387538745983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=8877438387538745983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8877438387538745983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/8877438387538745983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/07/panic-panic.html' title='PANIC! PANIC!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-129630352793660846</id><published>2008-07-30T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:50:44.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are such an unappreciative friend, yknow?! How can you call her selfish when all along she has always been accompanying you even when she has something important on that day? That's so mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-129630352793660846?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/129630352793660846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=129630352793660846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/129630352793660846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/129630352793660846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-are-such-unappreciative-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-3071425326566241643</id><published>2008-07-30T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:33:45.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh...</title><content type='html'>Went for prayer meeting this morning... Hah.. =D Mayo, Gabriel and Brandon (3/3) didn't turn up... lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to e old folks' home today.  Teamed up with Gab, Shenghan, Jingjie, Amanda and Rasyidah. So sad luh... talked to this woman and she started crying cuz she wanted to go home. So I made her laugh. Lol.... damn sad luh. I wish her children would bring her home. =( Anyway there was another woman who couldn't stop talking and talking (she talked for 2 hours! all of us "took turns" to listen to her).... Verma damn "geh-kiang"... she went to sit with the woman and the woman kept talking to her (for 1 hr)!! HAHA. I will never forget the helpless look Verma gave me. HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner with Shenghan, Jingjie and Amanda. Jingjie is a horny sicko!!! At first he showed me a video of Gabriel drinking a weird concoction (soup + chilli + soy sauce + dunno wad thing)... and then he said, "There's another video!"... So I thought he was gonna show me another video of Gabriel drinking something gross again... Ahem. Guess what he showed me. LOL. I totally grossed out. Conclusion: All guys are horny and all guys watch porn. HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-3071425326566241643?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/3071425326566241643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=3071425326566241643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3071425326566241643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/3071425326566241643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahhhh.html' title='Ahhhh...'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1013998242242942773</id><published>2008-07-28T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:16:28.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will remember you!</title><content type='html'>Just came back from my last theory lesson with the group. I'm going private with Jasmine cuz Jas won't be teaching at the school anymore.. so sad luh.... we've been together for so many years. I will miss Jingting and Yihao. Jingting especially.. HAHA. That silly girl. I'll remember how we said bye bye to each other and how we always made fun of Miss Jasmine... LOL!   So sad.... I hate to part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{I will remember you - Ryan Cabrera}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1013998242242942773?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1013998242242942773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1013998242242942773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1013998242242942773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1013998242242942773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-will-remember-you.html' title='I will remember you!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1521406609811521876</id><published>2008-07-27T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T14:37:51.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dingdong bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;3/7 peeps, please read the class blog for an impt update. Thanks...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tiredd... piano exam's on friday. Shit man. I'm gonna fail sightreading....I hope my hands won't freeze or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oie.. chao gay. Why you roll your eyes at her ar? She didn't do anything to you leh.  Slap your ass ar. =.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1521406609811521876?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1521406609811521876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1521406609811521876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1521406609811521876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1521406609811521876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/07/dingdong-bells.html' title='Dingdong bells'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1051146574786949860</id><published>2008-07-25T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:20:51.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tralala</title><content type='html'>Choir sucked like shit today... seriously, I felt like slapping some of the ppl in my section halfway through sectionals. Their attitude is so shitty. Raised my voice so many times that my voice sounds so croaky now. Hoho. I hate choir sia... ZzZ. Took bus home with my super cute junior Jolene and Jinyin! Heh...talked non-stop. Heh. K I take back my words... I don't really hate choir luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Gabriel! Are you angry wit me? Cuz I make fun of your button...sorry ar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gaybriel:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha! No luh! I wun get angry with dis kinda thing lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.... I'm retarded. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I entered Jingjie and Shenghan into the fruit salad competition! HAHAHA! They hafta make salad for Verma! HAHAHAHA! I very nice derh...I gave up my post so that Shenghan and Jingjie could have something to  do together for the teachers' day celebrations. HAHAHA! So no one is left out now! Yayyyy~    ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1051146574786949860?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1051146574786949860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1051146574786949860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1051146574786949860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1051146574786949860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/07/tralala.html' title='Tralala'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-7245625083342216481</id><published>2008-07-24T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:33:16.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SING SING SING~~</title><content type='html'>Heh.. I am so dedicated to choir, man! (I know Im a very bad sl luh... pon choir thrice this term). I just went to sightread the new piece cuz we'd be doing sectionals tmr... almost fell asleep on the piano. So boooring. It goes like.... "Oooonlyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy the moooooon haaaaaaaas seecreeets". Rubbish sia... who says tt only the moon has secrets? Heh..  I have a secret too! I friggin hate a few of the sec ones... bloody AP. =.=""  ZzZzz. A few of the sec ones in my section made me so pissed that I decided not to go for choir thrice. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Temasek Chorale would be holding our 2nd concert in November! Do come down and support! When the time comes, buy tickets from me, ok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shucks. I must start praying veryyyyyyyyy hard that Loke would not make us wear the bloody ah ma choir uniform..it's the most ah ma thing I've ever donned (even my mum thinks it's friggin funny). Talking bout uniforms, the choir uniform is the worst among the aesthetic groups' uniforms. (I bet Loke had a part in designing it)... I'd rather wear the band's ang bao blazer (at least it doesn't look like an ah ma designed it...maybe it was?)...or even the CO's uniform (but the CO's uniform looks like the choir uniform!).  HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm talking crap. I'm so high now.... drank too much coffee. Heh.  Oh yay... I'm finally going back to normal... the normal me. BYE BYE, DEPRESSION. LONG TIME NO SEE, HAPPY WOMAN! Ok... I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-7245625083342216481?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/7245625083342216481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=7245625083342216481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/7245625083342216481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/7245625083342216481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/07/sing-sing-sing.html' title='SING SING SING~~'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-2576471290605118516</id><published>2008-07-22T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T21:56:18.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing~~~~ Sing a song~~~</title><content type='html'>Choir today was damn diaoooooo~ Miss Soh got very angry cuz we were very very noisy. Lmaooooooooooooo~~~~~~~ She started screaming at all the latecomers even though they had valid reasons... Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya... Just avoid me, ok? At least you'd feel better this way.. Besides... I don't even know you... Damn. I feel like a complete &lt;s&gt;idiot &lt;/s&gt;retard.  Argh.. I've stopped harbouring any hopes for quite a while, anyway. I feel like e dumbest person on Earth. Arghhhh....I feel like digging and hole in the sand and burying my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-2576471290605118516?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/2576471290605118516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=2576471290605118516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2576471290605118516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2576471290605118516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/07/sing-sing-song.html' title='Sing~~~~ Sing a song~~~'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1023905841096518849</id><published>2008-07-22T20:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T20:50:20.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yabadabadoooo!</title><content type='html'>Heh... I just saw Eunice Tan on TV! Lmao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verma made me run to the 4th floor twice today. =.=  Told me to go to 5/2's classroom at the 4th floor to pass em her message... ran up to their classroom and none of them were there and i had to run down to the 1st floor to find em.... Then I went back to class and Verma told me to run to 4/1... =.= RAWRAWRAWRS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm too tired care lah. You had time to get yourself a girlfriend but you didn't have time for your friends? Rubbish, dude. Don't use your friggin studies as an excuse. You simply didn't wanna care... And what? You didn't want things to turn out this way? Let me tell you... things WERE already this way... you just weren't bothered at all.       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1023905841096518849?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1023905841096518849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1023905841096518849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1023905841096518849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1023905841096518849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/07/yabadabadoooo.html' title='Yabadabadoooo!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-5632259903201576872</id><published>2008-07-21T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:13:57.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hai.</title><content type='html'>Daryl: (I hope you're reading this now..) I'm sorry for not replying but I really didn't know what to say. I've completely lost faith in you... and I don't we think we can be best friends like last time. I just hope that you know that I really, really, really cherished as my best friend even though you didn't cherish my friendship. There were many times I tried to tell you my feelings... but you weren't in the least interested to know how I felt. I did my best to keep in contact, but you didn't even bother trying. I wondered what I did wrong... I really really tried to solve the problem, but the problem didn't lie with me. If you remembered, we used to talk every saturday till 2am... I didn't mind going to piano class with dark rings under my eyes... cuz we understood each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really surprised when you apologised. I thought you'd totally forgotten me. Well...it doesn't really matter now, does it? After all I've gone through all those emotional turmoils without you... I needed you, but you weren't there for me at all. I just wished you could be there for me, like I was always there for you. I should be the one apologising, anyway... I know I'm not one of those whom people would bother to remember... and I know I could be easily replaced and forgotten. I asked God for help... but I still don't know what to do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I say goodbye to 3 years of our friendship. This time I guess it's for real. I'm tired of putting so much faith into you. I thought you were a true friend... but, nah... you're not fit to be anyone's true friend. Look at the people you've neglected. Look at the people you've ignored. Look at the people who needed you but you refused to see. Look at the way they look at you now... Everyone's disappointed in you. Not everyone has given up on you... but I certainly have given up on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, do you remember? Exactly 1 year ago, you were at my birthday party.. and you were my best friend... you were the one my relatives mistook for my boyfriend. HAH.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh damn, goh weixuan. You are a friggin crybaby.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-5632259903201576872?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/5632259903201576872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=5632259903201576872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5632259903201576872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/5632259903201576872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/07/hai.html' title='Hai.'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-1381179060696162844</id><published>2008-07-21T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:12:30.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday TO ME!</title><content type='html'>Whoopeeeeeee~ Happy Birthday to Me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Meiyunn, Thet for wishing me Happy Birthday in advance! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Zhengjie, Rasi, Edna, Amanda, Daryl, and Nana for staying up till 12 to wish me Happy Birthday!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of thanks to God (^_^), Jingjie, Baobao, Manning, Mummy, &amp; Cuzzie Weilin for wishing me happy birthday too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everybody who wished me happy birthday... LOL.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Jingjie, Amanda, Meiyunn, Thet, Rasi for the prezzies too. Haha. Sorry if I left out anyone... don't rmb lerh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meiyunn's scrap book was sooooooooo superrrrr sweet I almost cried! It's the best gift I got this year...(Thanks, my dear!!!) Hahaha.. Amanda's card was also very very touching... HAHAHA... Awwwwwwwww. So sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet~~~~~~~~~~~~ I love 'love letters'~~~  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to celebrate with Ruijie and Thet after AMaths class... Hehe. Mayo was supposed to come but she had to go do CIP at the old folks' home. Awww... Thet sang happy birthday to me (zao xia!..but it's ok!!!) HAHAHAHA.... In the end me and Ruijie teamed up to make fun of Thet and her not-so-secret-admirer "WM". LOL. THET! YOUR ADMIRER NOT BAD SIAAAAAAAAA~~~~~ SO SEXY... (PHOOOEI). HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA. Ruijie, I support you! Go and ask "WM" whether he wants Thet's number! He'd be extremely grateful to you!!! HAHAHAHAHAH~~~~ ROFL!!!! THET! YOU'RE GONNA LOSE YOUR BET OF 5 DOLLARS!!!! Be prepared... "WM" is GONNA SMS YOU VERY SOOOOON! GO RUIJIE!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-1381179060696162844?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/1381179060696162844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=1381179060696162844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1381179060696162844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/1381179060696162844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday TO ME!'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-19699913200794598</id><published>2008-07-20T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:59:53.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. At what age do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Late 20s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who is more important to you?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Family, of course. I'm a very homey person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who is the person you trust most?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Nana. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Nah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you still waiting for someone?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Let's just say I quit waiting... I'll just stay put.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe yourself.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; I'm a million things...happy, sad, angry, numb... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Maybe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you broken anyone's heart so much that they were about to commit suicide?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; I dun think so. HAHA. I'm very tactful with words. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you can have a dream come true, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Backpacking across the world with a couple of friends!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What feelings do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Happiness.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you believe in true love?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; I guess so. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; The feeling that I'm feeling now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you cherish every friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; I think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; I LOVE GOD. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in you life?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; My purpose in this life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who do you hope will always be there for you?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Dunno. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who are your best friends?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Nana, Thet, Mayo...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you want most in the world?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; I'm not sure yet. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you have suicidal thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Yea...just 2 weeks ago. (But don't worry, my EQ is very high. Won't kill myself. So drama). Just depressed cuz of family matters. HAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What would you wish for in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Errr... security, faithfulness?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instruction: Delete one question, and then replace it with one of your own. Make sure the total number of questions is 20. Then sabo 5 ppl to do the quiz by tagging their tagboard. This ppl are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Watashi wa&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Anyone who is super free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-19699913200794598?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/19699913200794598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=19699913200794598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/19699913200794598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/19699913200794598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/07/1.html' title=''/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703709722938609889.post-2128636373100096821</id><published>2008-07-20T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:23:12.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, WX.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday to Me~~ Happy Birthday to Me~~ Happy Birthday to Meeeeeeeeee~ Happy Birthday To MEEEEEEEEEEEEE~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always hafta celebrate my birthday with my sister cuz my birthday falls on the 21st of July and her birthday falls on the 23rd. =(  Mum &amp;amp; Dad are not free tomorrow...so I'd only be celebrating my birthday on Wednesday. So sad right? I'd be eating dinner alone. =( Nvm.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish tomorrow would be a wonderful day! I hope it doesn't rain tomorrow so that I don't hafta run home in the rain... I hope that I won't wake up late tomorrrow so that I don't need to take cab.... and,...I wish tomorrow's Amaths test would be superrrrr easy. And I don't know what else to wish for. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't find my feelings back... And I don't know why. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5703709722938609889-2128636373100096821?l=downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/feeds/2128636373100096821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703709722938609889&amp;postID=2128636373100096821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2128636373100096821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703709722938609889/posts/default/2128636373100096821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downstairs-at-zilch.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-wx.html' title='Happy Birthday, WX.'/><author><name>xuAnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017839708168864071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
