<?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-32272026</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:06:39.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32272026.post-1871108920877954057</id><published>2007-05-02T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T02:31:41.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you really dont know what you've got til its gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i know i've abandoned this blog, and i've moved blogs twice, but on one hand i dont like the secrecy of those blogs, and on the other hand nobody reads this blog anymore, not even me. i'd forgotten about its existence before today:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MIDYEARS ARE COMING WHAT THE HELL): but hey, i really wanna finish this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i miss you guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kailin&lt;/span&gt; i miss you loads, m'dear. i miss having someone to bitch with, and hang out with; go out with, and everything.! the longlong walks to the toilet- i dontknow, just someone to depend on to go with:D like jiaxuan said, we always hung out together(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hoongyan&lt;/span&gt; you(: fangirling about just about whatever cute guy there is on tv! i miss you too, even though i think we only started smsing each other this year(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chloe &lt;/span&gt;chloe dear; ah i dont know how to say this! you've changed): we've all changed, i guess. but we still love you and everything okay. my yearmate!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;phoebe &lt;/span&gt;you morally-upright totally sure of yourself girl:D i miss you loads too, you bimbo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gayle &lt;/span&gt;even though you werent in my class last year, i think we talked more last year compared to this year=x ahh. i miss you too, you crazy skinny balafreak:D&lt;br /&gt;(im so happy we're gonna have outings, you guys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWOTEN&lt;/span&gt; i really, REALLY miss you. i miss the people; i miss the spirit. i miss how everyone's cliqued up but accepts each other. how we're all different but alike, and how you can just go ahead and talk to someone from a totally different clique and still sound like really good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sectwo &lt;/span&gt;i miss sec2 in general. MUCHMUCHMUCH less homework and WAY less stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiona&lt;/span&gt; fionachew you childish girl(: i miss our immaturity, now we're so grown up yknow! (okay maybe we're still a lil childish:D but not as much as in the past):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pippy&lt;/span&gt; charmaine lee! i miss fiona and your cutesy-ness! aah. i hate growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;redcross &lt;/span&gt;ohgod. can you believe i used to be so crazy-enthu? i've changed=/ i've kinda lost the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;passion&lt;/span&gt;. and i really kinda hate that, but theres nothing i can do about it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ndp &lt;/span&gt;thankyou for giving me a chance to be elitist me. damn i really kinda miss the whole experience. CLIQUEDUP(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jiejun &lt;/span&gt;i miss your lameness(: and our late night conversations and the MAPLING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maple &lt;/span&gt;ohgod you stupid stupid addictive thing. (okay i think i've officially gone crazy:D im talking to a computer game! HELLO JOYCEONG WHATS WRONG WITH YOU.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;elian &lt;/span&gt;you lamer(: AHLIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ming &lt;/span&gt;oh gosh i dont know where to start! you're the best friend i've ever made on maple:D and my best guy friend like, ever. i miss talking to you and bitching with you and how you always stand my whining:D its totally okay because you have nats coming up and o levels. but-yeah.  im sorry that in a way we kinda ended off on a bad note, with the loss of your account (KHORIUM.&lt;/3) but well yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my maple): in a way, i dont have time for maple. like woah these few weeks have just been WHOOSHING by with all the homework. god.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and as a side note, sec3 aint all bad. im REALLY thankful for my cmps group, stella yishan waiian jolene:D you guys are awesome, LETS GO TO AUSTRAILIA, BABY. and 315 aint all bad lah. and thankyou jingxiao, you're a GREAT seatmate. and rachel too(: im sorry im always so quiet and reclusive in class. but you really tried and i feel so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i dont care! come june holidays, joyce ong is gonna get her life back:D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-1871108920877954057?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/1871108920877954057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=1871108920877954057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/1871108920877954057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/1871108920877954057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-really-dont-know-what-youve-got-til.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-116005042213317144</id><published>2006-10-05T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T05:13:42.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay you know what thats the limit, im leaving this blog and the freaking tagboard. i thought the issue was done with-.- whatever bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-116005042213317144?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32272026.post-115988298679769753</id><published>2006-10-03T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T06:43:06.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>john tucker must die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie itself was quite nice la(: jesse whatever is hot!:D although eliz like totally spoilt the movie for me, it was still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was so awkward omg-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kailin was supposed to go tripledating with phoebe and mark, and erik and ken. but since jameskwong didnt want to come she pulled me along instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its just so weird watching them get er, intimate! and so so awkward okay. kailin and i laughed like shit-.- NOT, GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO AWKWARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and kailin and i probably looked like two really stupid les hysterical-ly laughing people?-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didnt even dare to share food kay cause then we'd look like three couples-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. even going home was awkwaaaard. and damn malu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell; note to self. do not, not, not go out with couples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my brother got a bruise on the sole of his foot! he got it by twisting his foot and spraining it. like omg how is that even humanly possible? dont you have to like HIT SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he claims the top half of his foot must have hit the bottom half of his foot-.- yes yes, wow, my brother is a very smart person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115988298679769753?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32272026.post-115979668765369737</id><published>2006-10-02T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T06:44:47.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-.- i dont know whether to laugh or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGHH. nevermind. i dao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(on a totally different, random topic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever noticed how hiding words is so useless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#b0171f;"&gt;like this! if you read this, (which you probably will, you KAYPOH!) i poke you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, everyone's gotten so used to it, so most people just highlight whatever they read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its especially easy in blogs with white or black backgrounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiding words is so much harder in blogskins with weird colours for their backgrounds okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#b0171f;"&gt;you have to keep searching for the right shade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like mine-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me so freaking long to find the right shade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#b0171f;"&gt;THISS:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least, i hope its the right shade. it looks right on MY computer but maybe it doesnt on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, making words small doesnt help much either. people just copy and paste it into something else to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#b0171f;"&gt;lalala- okay this is my last hidden line then no more(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but people still hide words even though they know all this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, i do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the wonder of self-denial:D yay. you can like convince yourself, maybe someone wont read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is probably only true for either super lazy people or super blur people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#b0171f;"&gt;i lied!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some more you dont see it yourself(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes this is so random?-.- sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, stupid fever-.- i want my hair dyedddd. but 'nooo, dont go out when youre sickk'-.- PFFFFFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#b0171f;"&gt;byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115979668765369737?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115979668765369737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115979668765369737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115979668765369737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115979668765369737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115961753838785146</id><published>2006-09-30T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T04:58:58.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mNymHd_zIJg" width="350" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh im running a feverrr. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew i shouldnt have gone for skit meeting while feeling like this-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come no one ever updates on weekends! pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115961753838785146?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115961753838785146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115961753838785146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115961753838785146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115961753838785146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/lalalad-ugh-im-running-feverrr.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115953129789566737</id><published>2006-09-29T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T05:01:37.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah, today was so hectic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit pt lit pt! haha we chionged all the flowers at the last minute. and i think the costumes turned out quite well okay:D yay! although i forgot to take my fan and hankerchief when i went onstage, then it was too late to go back and take :X but i liked my costume, kinda(: crystal was like 'you should try wearing it more often!' hello, i &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; have occasions to wear gowns la-.- the eyeshadow was cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after lit pt michelle and i went to change and we were like SUPER late for assembly. luckily we didnt get booked okay. after changing we went back to class and there was no one in any of the classrooms and we freaked out so scary omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and then ihg! i had NO SHORTS AND NO HOUSE TEE. and um well i obviously cant play floorball in my pinafore WITHOUT SHORTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind liangsi kindly lent me her shorts!(: and a housecommer lent me her old house shirt(: i must remember to return on tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and WE WON SECOND IN FLOORBALL. and when i say 'we', i actually MEAN 'we' as in ME INVOLVED!:D hahaha I PLAYED OKAY AND WE STILL WON 2ND. &lt;s&gt;even though now i still dont know how to play floorball&lt;/s&gt; it doesnt matter we won 2nd! i love richard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway the whole day was still so so hectic! full of lucky saves(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah but my day had a TURNING POINTTT. haha during ihg, i was watching the armwrestling and then the whole group of juniors sitting at the fa base greeted me. at first i didnt expect them to greet, cause firstly i was wearing the old house shirt which only like sec3s and 4s have, so maybe they didnt recognise me. secondly, there were so many teachers around! so actually they didnt really need to la. but right after greeting they flashed me huge grins:D SO NICE OKAY. haha its so sweet and cute and brave yay they smiled at me!:D okay i dont know if they were actually laughing at my shocked face or really smiling at me but nevermind i take it as they were smiling at me!:D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh yes i sound like a loser(x WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the school gave us really cool ex chocolates omg now we know where all our school fees go to hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32272026.post-115943746742783263</id><published>2006-09-28T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T06:30:45.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hereby proclaim thursdays slack eating days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#b0171f;"&gt;im sorry. im really really sorry. i didnt mean to say that and i didnt mean to say it in that way and im just really so sorry. im not sure if it really meant that much to you but it really pains me when you sound this hurt and especially by me and i really hate myself for that. damn and i dont know what to say to you or how to say it but im sorry. ohgod i dont know why i keep doing this im really sorry i really shouldnt, i hate myself so freaking much for saying that and im so sorry and damn why do i keep letting stress get the better of me its such a stupid reason and im sorry. i really am. ah and im just so worried and scared and i know blogging about this wont do any good please dont ask me what im talking about because it will probably sound stupid to you. ahgod i hate myself damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah. there are so many things i have to bring for lit pt! not that im complaining, others have to bring loads too. nevermind must bring extra bag tmr since my new bag's so small! let me list what i have to bring here okay dont mind me just for my reference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-purple gown (super easy to change into, but ahh so hard to change out of! which is bad because theres assembly right after lit D:)&lt;br /&gt;-two uniform berets&lt;br /&gt;-two normal-wearing berets (yess im so smart i brought them to school already! but still must bring home sigh)&lt;br /&gt;-black platforms&lt;br /&gt;-earrings&lt;br /&gt;-necklace&lt;br /&gt;-bracelet&lt;br /&gt;-lipgloss and whatever other makeup products charisse wants me to wear-.-&lt;br /&gt;-hanky (if i can find one)&lt;br /&gt;-bedsheet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i guess if you look at it again its not much. but the bedsheet and gown and FOUR berets are like ah so bulky! but im quite lucky la. michele is lending me her veil and chloe is lending me her bun net! and erik lent me her white blouse. which i really need because the gown is so freaking revealing! quote michele 'that is one sexy gown.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA(x &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=CbTMASKqNuA"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=CbTMASKqNuA&lt;/a&gt; this is nearly as funny as kekyan or zhenyi's boyfriend killing us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;yay im allowed to bring my new black heels instead so i shall wear those! lighter(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. should i wear gloves? blaah.&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#b0171f;"&gt;i want to slap myself and cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115943746742783263?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115943746742783263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115943746742783263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115943746742783263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115943746742783263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-hereby-proclaim-thursdays-slack.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115936497513440934</id><published>2006-09-27T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T06:49:35.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;honey why're you calling me so late;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its kinda hard to talk right now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;honey why're you crying is everything okay;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i gotta whisper cause i cant be too loud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say about that. no i wont blog about it, even though i was thinking of it just now. im sorry but i just dont agree with what theyre doing &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i, well, dont really care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;especially with that ewyuckdisgusting UGH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my say is that everything will work out eventuaally. of course, it wont if you all continue like this- but nevermind i said i wasnt going to talk about it(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i so want a quiz to do. pffft.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohyes. i think its very cool when someone knows you and you have absolutely no idea who that person is!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im currently referring to my new neighbour, whom i didnt recognise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but there are lots of other cases!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dont you think its cool!(: it totally makes you take more notice of the person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(this is so random)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115936497513440934?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32272026.post-115927971720722795</id><published>2006-09-26T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T06:15:41.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(note; this post was written yesterday but apparently i pressed the savedraft button instead of post- sorry!&gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the night air breathes- but not so easy as before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but did you know it, did you take the time to listen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to my breath or to my words; when i spoke&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaand sometimes i just feel so happy:D blissful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(no im not going to blog &lt;u&gt;why&lt;/u&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;i feel just like i do, even more now that im leaving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(waitwait- let me snap out of that goodmood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er yes okay done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY:D im just so amused m'dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe she bitched about me to you? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for such a stupid reason, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohh, loyalty to cca. im soooo scared. awwww.  hahaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115927971720722795?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115927971720722795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115927971720722795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115927971720722795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115927971720722795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/note-this-post-was-written-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115918182924976974</id><published>2006-09-25T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T04:00:37.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;through the fire,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to the limit; to the wall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for a chance to be with you-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'd gladly risk it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had through the fire by chaka khan stuck in my head all day! and ive been playing it all afternoon while chionging rs! ahh i love the song:D hady sang it. yes i like jonathan leong better, but i like hady's songs better(: i liked senorita by justin timberlake loads too. but still, JONLEONG FOR SI!:D results out tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#DC143C;"&gt;oohhh im just so high over that comment xD (ahhdamn joyce stop it!:X you may just be misreading it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i actually wanted to blog about &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; and actually i typed it all out, but then after that comment- nahh. i deleted it all) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;never to be seen again:D&lt;/span&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/32272026-115918182924976974?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115918182924976974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115918182924976974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115918182924976974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115918182924976974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/through-fireto-limit-to-wallfor-chance.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115899456624636422</id><published>2006-09-22T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:56:06.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its bad to base your life almost entirely around just a few things. because when theyre all gone, you have nothing else. so you end up either dying of boredom, or watching movies on youtube all day(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115899456624636422?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115899456624636422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115899456624636422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115899456624636422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115899456624636422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-bad-to-base-your-life-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115893216232822903</id><published>2006-09-22T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T06:36:02.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this blogskin suddenly reminds me of hoongyan's jacket!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115893216232822903?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115893216232822903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115893216232822903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115893216232822903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115893216232822903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-blogskin-suddenly-reminds-me-of.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115892293721731696</id><published>2006-09-22T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T06:44:13.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>z&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.afghanlounge.com/radio.blog/sounds/09 the feeling-never be lonely.rbs&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#ECECEC" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lizzie was telling me she'd thought i'd changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i was alot sadder compared to in primary school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'd sort of lost my &lt;s&gt;flashy&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;persona.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not saddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and im NOT FLASHY! notnotnot flashy! was not, am not, will not be! pffft.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. its kindof amusing la. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;flashy? D: hmpf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess alot of us have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, we're obviously more mature. and maybe thats why we seem sadder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our attitude to teachers has changed so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it the kind of teachers we're getting that changed, or us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i think its the teachers lahh xD)&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;omg i just realised its xiaohui's birthday! ahh i feel super bad for forgetting. nevermind- at least i wished her happy birthday on time(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yes, new blogskin! okay actually, the old blogskin suddenly screwed up. some photobucket problems. and i was lazy to change anything so i just went to blogskins and took the first pink skin i saw. heh(x but its quite nice la! yeah(: i wont sleep if you wont sleep tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. i may have to change blogskin soon. cause i cant hide words here-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115892293721731696?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115892293721731696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115892293721731696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115892293721731696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115892293721731696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/z-lizzie-was-telling-me-shed-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115883868703787601</id><published>2006-09-21T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T07:15:37.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http://ownslaught1.free.fr/radio.blog/sounds/Nelly_Furtado_-_Maneater.rbs&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#ECECEC" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its really good to hear your voice saying my name &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it sounds so sweet&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry! i was really moodswingy these couple days. but now its over. i think(: im sorry to the people i snapped at because of &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&lt; even though youre probably never gonna read this. hoho ohwell too bad lahh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah- i've changed, alot. from primary school. but its just kind of weird. i dont know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115883868703787601?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115883868703787601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115883868703787601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115883868703787601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115883868703787601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-really-good-to-hear-your-voice.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115866967158776159</id><published>2006-09-19T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T05:41:11.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mood is swinging up, and down, and round and round and round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i dont really see how moods can swing round? but nevermind-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not waste my tears!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115866967158776159?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115866967158776159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115866967158776159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115866967158776159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115866967158776159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115858332324454113</id><published>2006-09-18T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T06:56:36.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http://juicy94.online.fr/radio/zik/The Veronicas - Secret.rbs&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What Time is it now? 6.05pm&lt;br /&gt;2.What is your full name? ong pei wen joyce&lt;br /&gt;3.Single or taken? single.&lt;br /&gt;4.What does your name mean? uh dont know&lt;br /&gt;5.Who picked out your name? grandmother!&lt;br /&gt;6.What's your nickname, if u have one? none&lt;br /&gt;8.What colour are your eyes? blackk&lt;br /&gt;9.Do you have an innie or an outie? depends, i guess&lt;br /&gt;10.What size are your shoes? 7 :X&lt;br /&gt;12.How tall (or short) are you? 167!&lt;br /&gt;13.Honestly what do you like about yourself? nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;14.What do you always get complimented on? nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;15.What is your worst quality? :P&lt;br /&gt;16.What are the last four digits of your phone Number? 6331&lt;br /&gt;17.Do you think you're cute? errrr-.- no.&lt;br /&gt;18.Hair colour? black. for now&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; until my hairdye allergytest thing is over:D then it'll be darkbrown WHOO (shh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Do you wear contacts? i have, but i dont wear them&lt;br /&gt;20.Living Arrangements? err quite messy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVOURITES&lt;br /&gt;21.Favourite drink? honey milk tea!&lt;br /&gt;22.Favourite alcholic Drink: haha underage&lt;br /&gt;23.Favourite Month? err. june! because of june holidays! i just like june hols better than dec hols, dontknow why!&lt;br /&gt;24.Favourite Food? hmm. dont know.&lt;br /&gt;25.Favourite Board Game? donthave&lt;br /&gt;26.Favourite Web Site? my own blog hahaha. -.- okay no. er, xiaxue!&lt;br /&gt;27.Favourite Clothing Brand? dont have&lt;br /&gt;28.Favourite day of the Year? 28jul:D&lt;br /&gt;29.Favourite colour? pink:D and black.&lt;br /&gt;30.Favourite Animal? hmm. donthave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY &amp;FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;31.Do you have more girl or boy friends? HELLO, GIRLS SCHOOL?-.- hahaha except if youre ahem scandalous ahem stares at kailin.&lt;br /&gt;32.Who's your bestfriend?&lt;br /&gt;33.Are your parents together? yah-.-&lt;br /&gt;34.How often do you get together with the family? everyday-.-&lt;br /&gt;35.Do you tell your parents or your friends more? friends. i never tell my parents anything, except occassionally my dad.&lt;br /&gt;36.Anything special about your parents? &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my dad bought me hairdye HOW COOL IS THAT:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES/NO&lt;br /&gt;38.You're a flirt? no-.-&lt;br /&gt;39.You're slutty? no-.-&lt;br /&gt;40.You're mean? hmm, :D&lt;br /&gt;41.You like someone? hmm, :D&lt;br /&gt;42.You can keep secrets? hmm, :X mostttt.&lt;br /&gt;43.You dance in front of the mirror? only in dance class&lt;br /&gt;44.You've watched a porno? no! well uh i caught a glimpse of one once in p4 but it was an accident the website bluff me!:X and i closed it almost immediately (sorry luh slow reaction) but i caught a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;45.You sing in the shower? nope&lt;br /&gt;46.You liked Britney Spears? yes! and still do.&lt;br /&gt;47.You've liked a cousin? uh yah&lt;br /&gt;48.You've been in the opposite sexes bathroom? um &gt;&lt; ACCIDENT.&lt;br /&gt;49.You've seriously hurt someone close to you emotionally? dontknow&lt;br /&gt;51.You swear? mildly&lt;br /&gt;52.You get your way? sometimes(:&lt;br /&gt;53.You're willing to try new things? not really.&lt;br /&gt;54.You've cheated on a test? err(x WELLLL.&lt;br /&gt;55.You've smoked? ewwww smoking is disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;56.What are you wearing? darkpink tee and taonan shorts&lt;br /&gt;57.What colour are your pants? darkblue&lt;br /&gt;58.What are you listening to? secret by the veronicas! damn cute:D i shall put the song on top.&lt;br /&gt;59.How are you feeling? um, happy! kindof. well actually im doing questions in between maple, so my mood varies from question to question.&lt;br /&gt;60.What are you doing? already said, mapling!&lt;br /&gt;61.What are you eating? dinner (hoho i rock i multitask!)&lt;br /&gt;62.How many people are online? 38/264&lt;br /&gt;63.How's the weather? COLD.&lt;br /&gt;64.What's on your mouse pad? no mousepad&lt;br /&gt;65.what are you reading? maple quests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS ONLY&lt;br /&gt;66.What perfume do you use? dont use.&lt;br /&gt;67.What's in your purse ? money cards neos sfa card(in case someone faints on the mrt, i can whip it out and say 'I AM A CERTIFIED FIRST AIDER!' :D see aint that cool!)&lt;br /&gt;68.Thong or regular panties?&lt;br /&gt;69.Tall or short boys? taller than me!&lt;br /&gt;70.Blonde or brunette guys? hmm blonde&lt;br /&gt;71.Good or bad boy? bad:D&lt;br /&gt;72.Boxers showing? -.-&lt;br /&gt;73.Long hair or short hair on boys? oh i like jonleong's hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;74.What do you find annoying in a guy? irritating typing styles.&lt;br /&gt;75.What's the first thing you notice about guys? looks luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS ONLY&lt;br /&gt;76.What kind of cologne do you use?&lt;br /&gt;77.What's in your pockets?&lt;br /&gt;78.Boxers or briefs?&lt;br /&gt;79.Blonde or brunette girls?&lt;br /&gt;80.Tall or short girls?&lt;br /&gt;81.Piercings on girls?&lt;br /&gt;82.Long or short hair on girls?&lt;br /&gt;83.Good or bad girl?&lt;br /&gt;84.What do you find annoying in girls?&lt;br /&gt;85.What 's the first thing you notice about girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;86.What was the last movie you saw in the cinemas?&lt;br /&gt;87.What did you have for dinner? steamed egg!&lt;br /&gt;88.What are you hoping for? :D (wait it just happened. nevermind.)&lt;br /&gt;89.Have you ever fallen asleep in school? all the time:D&lt;br /&gt;92.What movie do you really want to see? none specifically&lt;br /&gt;90.Tell us about those scars? hoho.&lt;br /&gt;91.What is your locker combo? forgot long ago.&lt;br /&gt;92.Where is your favourite place to travel? I WANT TO GO TO VENICEE.&lt;br /&gt;93.You last dream about? oh some freaky thing :X about a tv show i think i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;94.What was the last thing you ate? chocolate lollipop:D&lt;br /&gt;95. If you were a crayon what colour would you be? um. errrr. i dont know!&lt;br /&gt;96.Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? my brother&lt;br /&gt;97.Do you like the person that sent this to you? not sent, koped from chloe's blog!(:&lt;br /&gt;98.Ever had a crush on a teacher? well not exactly a teacher la.&lt;br /&gt;99.Are you too shy to ask someone out? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;100.Scary movies or happy ending? HAPPY ENDINGS HAPPY ENDINGS &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY ENDINGS:D &lt;/strong&gt;i hate sad endings!&lt;br /&gt;101.Summer or winter? winter:D&lt;br /&gt;102.Relationships or one night stands? relationships luh-.-&lt;br /&gt;103.Chocolate or Vanilla? chocolate!:D&lt;br /&gt;104.Do you want your friends to write back? err yeah? if you write to someone you want a reply, right? if not you might as well write to yourself-.-&lt;br /&gt;105.Who is most likely to respond? didnt send&lt;br /&gt;106.Who is least likely to respond? ^&lt;br /&gt;107.What did you do last night? maple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUETIONS ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS&lt;br /&gt;108.is this person pretty? errr. okayyy la.&lt;br /&gt;109.is this person fun to be around? quite ah(:&lt;br /&gt;110.is this person a close friend of yours? chloe darling!&lt;br /&gt;111.what is your first impression of this person? cant remember&lt;br /&gt;112.what do you think this persons worst quality is? err.&lt;br /&gt;113.is this person annoying? naahhh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its 9.49pm! im sorry-.- nearly four hours for one quiz. ahh maple luh!&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115858332324454113?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115858332324454113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115858332324454113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115858332324454113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115858332324454113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/1.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115831104240259582</id><published>2006-09-15T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T02:18:38.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho(: sometimes i think it would be better if i didnt go beyond the circle of blogs i normally read at all. and sometimes i think i should go look at their blogs and see what they mention about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i know i didnt do anything, and when i felt guilty about it at the last minute it was too late and i only helped do a screwed piece of work. im sorry, i just suck at that. and if we had met up i'd be alot more focussed- but it was like that, so i got distracted. and im amused at that other fact, anyway(: oh i knew we werent close in the first place and i sometimes just wait around and you dont even like me but you sometimes come over, so yeah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know im a freaking stupid happy idiot:D hahaha. and it isnt that good either; but its good by MY standards!(: considering i expected to fail. hohoho:D sorry lah, but anyway i dont think i deserved it but well(: hahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the reason i dont like to plan going home all the time with people or that kind of thing is because its so no-freedom-ish! like last year i went home everyday with jean and liz. and now i barely ever do &gt;&lt; wellll i like unplanned stuff. because i can go home with different people(: like whoever i run into! eg today i ran into anna so i went home with her. whenever i run into pippy(two days in a row at the exact same place once!) i go home with her. sometimes phoebe, sometimes i go out with kailin (even though she lives on the other side of the island) and about half the time i end up going home by myself- which is good! because nowadays i get barely enough time to think alone by myself (if you count a whole carriage full of strangers as alone, that is) because i lack self- control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(that random paragraph was because quite alot of people asked me that, and i didnt really have a proper answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im putting too many things in brackets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(byebye!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;You're a mass of confusion and indecision today, and you're allowing your emotions to get the better of you to the point where you're unable to ask a constructive question or take the slightest decision. The association of the Lovers and the Moon is pulling at your heart strings. It won't be hard to make you doubt yourself and your feelings, and the slightest criticism will upset you, dear Joyce. Have a bit more confidence in yourself.  In your work life, the Lovers are sapping your confidence, making you doubt who you are and what you are capable of. The High Priestess is there to help you organize your thoughts, but you won't get your own way today, because you don't have the confidence. A word of advice: don't worry - tomorrow is another day and the sun will shine again.&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay tarot cards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115831104240259582?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115831104240259582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115831104240259582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115831104240259582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115831104240259582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/hoho-sometimes-i-think-it-would-be.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115823365241618052</id><published>2006-09-14T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T04:34:12.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im blogging way too much. okay yeah maybe those previous two posts werent counted as blogposts because theyre just quizzes, but well. three posts in one day? hoho. thats what bio pt does to you-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so cool how you can learn about some people just through their msn nicks, yknow? like you can guess from those only slightly vague proclaimations whats happening in their lives. only main events, of course. and you can see how it starts then progresses, omg. and how it ends. hohoho. not much of a pity la. (im sorry im in a mean mood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cowardly bitch;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i will not talk about you because 1) she already did 2) its a waste of my time 3) i'll be in no mood to do bio pt after that 4) its so gross 5) i dont even wanna think about you 6) i already have ideas about what im gonna do to you -insert sweetly fake smile- 7) i just wanted to call you a cowardly bitch, thats all(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my declaration of independence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;theres no way im trading places&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;right now a stars on the ascendant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115823365241618052?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115823365241618052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115823365241618052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115823365241618052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115823365241618052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-blogging-way-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115823117232825587</id><published>2006-09-14T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T03:52:52.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(TAKING A BREAK FROM BIO PT:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started doing these a long time ago and only finished today so um they may be abit outdated, esp the phone one heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. What is the phone maker?&lt;br /&gt;nokia&lt;br /&gt;02.What's the last 3 digits of your mobile number?&lt;br /&gt;331&lt;br /&gt;03. What does the 2nd message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;"why? its only seventeen? oh okay"-anna&lt;br /&gt;04. Who's the first person who comes up under the letter M?&lt;br /&gt;mannshing ma'am&lt;br /&gt;05. Who's the last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;some weird number that called me and when i called back, no one answered&lt;br /&gt;06. Who was your last missed call from?&lt;br /&gt;kailin (sorry i always never pick up! heh)&lt;br /&gt;07. Who's the 2nd person who comes up under D?&lt;br /&gt;daphne&lt;br /&gt;08. What does the last message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;'im stuck at some unknown place. grr. my cousins are a bore. maternal side one. they all got chracter problem. the most i have is attitude problem lor. and some more we have to wait 45 mins for a decent table lah. and im having a headache. anw, there was a really cute guy at my church today! like damn cute (the rest got cut off)' from anna, SUPER long ago! heh sorry i never clear inbox.&lt;br /&gt;09. Who's the 3rd person who comes up under J?&lt;br /&gt;jean's dad&lt;br /&gt;11. Who's the 4th person who comes up under S?:&lt;br /&gt;sarah(psl)&lt;br /&gt;12. What does your banner say?&lt;br /&gt;whats a banner?&lt;br /&gt;13. How many messages are currently in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;200+. i will clear later!:X&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you have as your background?&lt;br /&gt;one of those pretty sponge hearts(:&lt;br /&gt;15. Who's the 2nd person who comes up under R?&lt;br /&gt;redcross hq.&lt;br /&gt;16. Who's the 3rd person under T?&lt;br /&gt;i only have two! okay i dont know many people whos name starts with t.&lt;br /&gt;17. If you're on Pay as you Go, how much credit do you have?&lt;br /&gt;er im not.&lt;br /&gt;18. Who's the first person who comes up under C?:&lt;br /&gt;cassandra&lt;br /&gt;19. How many bars of signal do you currently have?&lt;br /&gt;five, which is about half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - Age you first believed in love?&lt;br /&gt;super young. like four? from all those tv shows(:&lt;br /&gt;B - Band listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;the feeling!&lt;br /&gt;C - Dream Car&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA BLACK FERRARI:D&lt;br /&gt;D - Dad's name?&lt;br /&gt;er ong kean hin&lt;br /&gt;E - Easiest person to make u laugh?&lt;br /&gt;hmm(:&lt;br /&gt;F - Food you miss most?&lt;br /&gt;sushi sushi sushi! stupid tankailin called me and shes eating sushi!&lt;br /&gt;G - Any encounters with ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;not real ones.&lt;br /&gt;H - Who is in your heart right now?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;I- Interesting unknown fact about you?&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;J - just tell me who's the last person who..&lt;br /&gt;who what-.-&lt;br /&gt;K - Kissing with eyes open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;errr. closed?&lt;br /&gt;L - Last time you did fight?&lt;br /&gt;ohoho.&lt;br /&gt;M - Most memorable moment you can think of in a minute?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;N - Nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;joyceong, not much la. a singlesyllable name quite hard to get nicknames from lor!&lt;br /&gt;O - Open up! what's your most valuable possession?&lt;br /&gt;er i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;P - Place you are right now.&lt;br /&gt;study room&lt;br /&gt;Q - Quote what you heard for the last two minutes?&lt;br /&gt;random stuff from the tv cause my grandmother's watching it&lt;br /&gt;R - Remember the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;nope. its been super long since ive cried, actually. even though so many sad things happened. i dont know- i think the last time i cried would be last year.&lt;br /&gt;S - Song you sang last?&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like dancing! by sugarrrr sisters:D to irritate my brother.&lt;br /&gt;T - Time you woke up?&lt;br /&gt;5.45 -.- SCHOOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;U - Use love in a sentence.&lt;br /&gt;why do people fall in love- UGHHH STUPID ESSAY.&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;celery celery celery!&lt;br /&gt;W - What are you most afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;malu?&lt;br /&gt;X- X-rated love?&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;Y - Year you were born?&lt;br /&gt;1992&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac sign?&lt;br /&gt;leo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay done. AAAHHH back to bio pt-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115823117232825587?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115823117232825587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115823117232825587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115823117232825587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115823117232825587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/taking-break-from-bio-ptd-i-started.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115822605736524738</id><published>2006-09-14T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T03:20:40.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#ECECEC"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;filepath=http://simax13.free.fr/radio.blog/sounds/Natasha Bedingfield - Single.rbs&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn on Windows Media Player/Winamp/whatever you use&lt;br /&gt;as MP3 and put it in shuffle mode. For every question, press "next song".&lt;br /&gt;Enter title to answer the question.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How does the world see me?&lt;br /&gt;rooftops- lost prophets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world sees me as rooftops? okay this makes no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Will I have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like dancing- scissor sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so er. i think this means no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;sexy back- justin timberlake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- OHH, RIGHTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;stars are blind- paris hilton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, i guess this means no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How can you be happy?&lt;br /&gt;love you so- natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i can only be happy if i love someone?-.- hello, independence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;chemicals react- aly and aj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no, im not going to become a chemist. nonono im taking TRIP HUMANS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Why must life be so full of pain?&lt;br /&gt;catch your wave- click five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so life is painful because people surf.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;the remedy- jason mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;children are the remedy? -.- i dont want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Will I die happy?&lt;br /&gt;invisible- clay aiken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll die invisible. hurrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is some good advice for me?&lt;br /&gt;my cherie amour- stevie wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is happiness?&lt;br /&gt;that girl- frankie j&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO I AM NOT LES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What's my favorite fetish?&lt;br /&gt;im not missing you- stacie orrico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How will I be remembered?&lt;br /&gt;i think we're alone now- click five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your love life like?&lt;br /&gt;confidence- teddy geiger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's your life motto?&lt;br /&gt;the riddle- five for fighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERRRRR-.- my life motto is not a riddle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do your parents think of you?&lt;br /&gt;remember the name- fort minor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h a h a h a (can you please sense the sarcasm?)&lt;br /&gt;17.What's your favorite hobby?&lt;br /&gt;a public affair- jessica simpson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please lor its not like im as scandalous as kailin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does your best friend really think of you?&lt;br /&gt;never be lonely- the feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What's the worst thing about you?&lt;br /&gt;the way you look at me- christian bautista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whateverrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Describe your mind&lt;br /&gt;single- natasha bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so my mind is single?-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How will you die?&lt;br /&gt;i got you- mcfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will die cause someone got me. wow thats such a reassuring thought-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How does your crush feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;senorita- justin timberlake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your wedding going to be like?&lt;br /&gt;love in new wave- electrico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What about your honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;chasing cars- snowpatrol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH! i do not want to spend my moneymoon chasing cars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Describe the last day of your life&lt;br /&gt;that thing you do- the wonders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Why does life suck?&lt;br /&gt;deja vu- beyonce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of deja vu? no i cant think of far better reasons than that-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Why does life rule?&lt;br /&gt;invisible- ashlee simpson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What will you be famous for?&lt;br /&gt;free loop- daniel powter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this means i wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What's the craziest thing you'll ever do?&lt;br /&gt;when there was me and you- high school musical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whaat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Will you achieve your goals?&lt;br /&gt;dance dance- fall out boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to achieve my goals by dancing? hello, dance module has just ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What will your future job be like?&lt;br /&gt;so simple- stacie orrico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! my future job will be simple!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. And your party life?&lt;br /&gt;when it all falls apart- veronicas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho how nice, it'll fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Overall, will you be happy?&lt;br /&gt;sugar we're going down swinging- fall out boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this means no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Or will you just deal with it?&lt;br /&gt;unfaithful- rihanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- HELLOO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;people in love get special treatment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;people in love get everything wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115822605736524738?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115822605736524738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115822605736524738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115822605736524738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115822605736524738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/turn-on-windows-media.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115807093993118374</id><published>2006-09-12T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T07:22:20.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;dislike msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;sigh. yeah i know everyone has their own problems. and yes, some of those problems are also mine. and i admit; they affect me alot and i should care about what it is. but how come no one listens to me!-.- okay i dont really know if &lt;em&gt;that thing&lt;/em&gt; qualifies as a big problem or whatever. okay yknow what? nevermind- i'll handle it &lt;s&gt;on my own&lt;/s&gt;. somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;oh wait- avoiding is not a form of handling&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i try to mention it; i get swept away by the other things that seem so much more pressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;it doesnt matter, anyway. thats why i love &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; so much. you always listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115807093993118374?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115807093993118374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115807093993118374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115807093993118374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115807093993118374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-hatedislike-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115797744845760027</id><published>2006-09-11T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T06:37:18.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quizzes(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;br /&gt;cant remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When is the next time you will have sex?&lt;br /&gt;when im legal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's a word that rhymes with "DOOR"?&lt;br /&gt;more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite planet?&lt;br /&gt;PLUTO. idontcareidontcareidontcare i say its a planet and thats that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;liz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite ringtone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;donthave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What kinda shirt you have on?&lt;br /&gt;some lightbrown tee that has words on it- cant read upside down, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Describe yourself in one phrase.&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name the brand of shoes you're currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;barefooted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room?&lt;br /&gt;uh dark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?&lt;br /&gt;phoebe! CLIQUETEE DESIGNER(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you're alone in a room with two beds, which one do you sleep on?&lt;br /&gt;i'll push them both together and stretch out on both:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;sleeping! START OF SCHOOL pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did your last text message say that you received on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;you sure ah. you wearing which. cos i scared cannot wash in time for training&lt;br /&gt;(from chloe, about what to wear for netball carn fa duty!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is your letter box?&lt;br /&gt;downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's a word that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;dontknow (okay probably that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Who told you he/she loved you last?&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;button! my bear given to me for my birthday by m'dear jane(: i er brushed against it while seraching for my phone to answer question5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?&lt;br /&gt;panadol pandadol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.How many rolls of film do you need to get developed?&lt;br /&gt;dont use film-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;br /&gt;no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Your worst enemy?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i guess her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;br /&gt;some picture of the pretty sponge hearts scattered across my desk(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly?&lt;br /&gt;million bucks:D i can always fly firstclass on a plane, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. The last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;love you so by natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. If the last person you spoke to was getting shot at, would you jump in front of the bullet?&lt;br /&gt;er, no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. If you could punch one person in the face who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is the closest object to your left foot?&lt;br /&gt;box of beads!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im still halfway through some quizzes- nevermind i'll finish them some other time(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115797744845760027?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115797744845760027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115797744845760027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115797744845760027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115797744845760027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/quizzes-1.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115787407980857160</id><published>2006-09-10T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T02:59:50.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was actually considering for quite some time whether or not i ought to comment on this because its well- awkward? and i may be guilty of it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year 112 had plenty of cliques. but i dont think any were as self-declared as ours. we even had a clique chalet and we're still having clique tees. okay to be frank, cliques are pretty fun and having clique tees is a really cool idea. but sometimes its just not very real. i mean sometimes theres just this feeling of forcing ourselves closer to each other and purposely trying to bond more just because we're in the same clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this can be okay sometimes i guess because you make more best friends. okay actually you declare them as your best friends then you make them. but at least you have people to rely on and you can be there for others to rely on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this year i never really thought of us as a clique or anything until this whole clique tee business. we were just a bunch of close friends who hung out with each other. im not sure if i like the closefriends or clique thing better, really. i guess we'll just see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'you're not in our clique, and we may be hospitable toward you but you'll never be one of us.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i agree to a large extent. (im taking trip humans next year- sorry lah too much history sbq in my head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay yes, there are cliques who do that. yeah you gotta admit it totally applies when referring to certain cliques. specifically the popular ones la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, take last year again for instance. (im taking last year because this year isnt exactly over yet and its all still in-the-making) gayle joined the class after orientation and after our clique was formed. she got accepted, thanks to pheb, and became part of our clique. there was abit of disturbance, but it blew over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you see- it would have all been much easier if you dont see yourself as a clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier in the year when we didnt see ourselves as a clique maybe it was easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the statement? ugh there are so many incidents i can bring up to agree with it but i dont even want to think about it.&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;yay i love toffee:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115787407980857160?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115787407980857160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115787407980857160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115787407980857160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115787407980857160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-actually-considering-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115772179447769521</id><published>2006-09-08T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T08:33:12.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy birthday charisse!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet youre probably never gonna see this but yeah(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charisse's party was fun(: she has a very pretty new house! and i love her pool:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was r&amp;amp;j screening before that and i liked the second movie better! kinda. yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115772179447769521?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115772179447769521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115772179447769521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115772179447769521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115772179447769521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-charisse-i-bet-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115727053582972751</id><published>2006-09-03T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T01:02:15.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MADE COOKIES:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i ever mentioned how much i love cookies!(: cute little round flattened blobs of goldenbrown butter and flour speckled with chocolate chips and swelling with sugar:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay cookies!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho its exampaper marking time. and since my mom's a teacher she has huge stacks of books to mark. so she asks me, my dad and grandmother to help her mark them. and my mom's teaching normal acad students this year and they give the cutest answers omg:D like one from this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question: what is a safety measure to take when handling heated acrylic?&lt;br /&gt;answer: use glue instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA LOL(x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115727053582972751?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115727053582972751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115727053582972751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115727053582972751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115727053582972751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-made-cookiesd-have-i-ever-mentioned.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115707919678489257</id><published>2006-08-31T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T19:53:16.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cherie amour&lt;/strong&gt;, pretty little one that i adore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;youre the only girl my heart beats for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how i wish that you were mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i have stopped bemoaning joakim's loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh my SIX BUCKS!D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how come no one told me earlier huh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay actually i'd prefer jasmine winning to hady. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no offence to hady or &lt;s&gt;most&lt;/s&gt; hady fans okay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think hady's really good and everything and will probably win.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but :D after what ive heard, who knows!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she gotta bill and a face like a supermodel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and her body built just like a coke bottle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but none can compare cause i cant keep my eyes off &lt;strong&gt;that girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song lyrics are random and have nothing to do with what im about to talk about next okay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sigh. im worried about next year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so far ive just been taking things as they come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;with a 'who cares its all gonna work out in the end' attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if it really happens, &gt;&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WHAT FREAKING HAPPENED TO CHINAA.&lt;/span&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/32272026-115707919678489257?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115707919678489257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115707919678489257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115707919678489257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115707919678489257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-cherie-amour-pretty-little-one-that.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115693339247791995</id><published>2006-08-30T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T03:23:13.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DID YOU KNOW ITS THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously didnt know okay! until erik told me. like omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this funny illusion that im still in june or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that i keep writing 07 instead of 06 for the dates on worksheets and notes ISNT HELPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and im very screwed for math pt i got TOBLERONE and freaking screwed up everything. i swear la, if i get kicked out of rgs for failing math &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'll kill myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so scary how you think you kinda roughly know some people and then you find out stuff about them thats like omg so unimaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i mean, &lt;s&gt;third base?&lt;/s&gt; HELLO? omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant imagine it okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its totally changed my view of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i hope theyre doing well now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but firstly, it would have been much worse with me around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i dont want to have to see &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that ugly bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, aiyah very sian la lazy to bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourthly, I NEED MY HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh why are my holidays so packed i need to mug for eoys!-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday; civildefence course&lt;br /&gt;tuesday; movie&lt;br /&gt;wednesday;&lt;br /&gt;thursday;lit pt meeting, sl outdoor games with the childcare centre&lt;br /&gt;friday; lit movie screenings, charisse's birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm at least im squeezing stuff on the same day(: if not i could have my entire holidays filled up, omg. I NEED TO MUG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115693339247791995?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115693339247791995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115693339247791995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115693339247791995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115693339247791995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/did-you-know-its-last-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115684453621595334</id><published>2006-08-29T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T02:42:16.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you make me feel out of my element-&lt;br /&gt;like im walking on broken glass&lt;br /&gt;like my worlds spinning in slow motion&lt;br /&gt;and youre moving too fast&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell no.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im sorry, i know you two mean well and everything okay. but yeah :X please ya dont. i dont want to see her-.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yaah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;on a totally different issue-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i dont see why i should do this at all. if you dont even seem to want to why should i? i said i wouldnt do it, and i dont want to either. the only reason im trying is because i want it to last? not to be wasted and all that shit. but i really dont know why im even wanting this. why should i freaking bother? i dont have to okay. but i really believed you all wanted it to last-.- so why am i the only one who seems to want it? okay, yeah. fine. move on, i get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay yes and i cant stand &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; UGHH. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(this is another seperate issue.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why am i pissed off at so many people?-.- its no wonder im so stony nowadays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dont try to interpret anything there okay most probably you'll interpret it wrongly and thats going to cause a whole lot more trouble so yeah dont.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;close your eyes and count to ten&lt;br /&gt;ready or not, im gonna find you again&lt;br /&gt;and again and again and again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kailin has very kindly gotten this song stuck in my head-.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OHWELL. anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cle was amusing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'famous pop star dumps rich businessman for lousy history teacher' HAHA:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sigh lazy to elaborate. you can ask me if you want(: for those people who went to support bball yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;everyone seems to be talking about relationships these days. breakups, steadys, rebounds- you name it. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;but i dont want to comment because blogs are public domain and for all i know people i talk about could read this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have tons of work to do-.- math pt rahhh. and lit fa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and my links are finally up. theyre just um the blog names i remember la, and yeah those i read. okay sorry if i didnt link anyone. haha chloe and mish not supposed to link right? so yeah(:&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/32272026-115684453621595334?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115684453621595334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115684453621595334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115684453621595334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115684453621595334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-make-me-feel-out-of-my-element.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115675414428162168</id><published>2006-08-28T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T07:20:29.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay first before i start on anything else,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TANKAILIN!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho after exactly one month of being younger than me you are finally fourteen!(: whoo :D LOVE YOUR HAIR OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh cool, the don&amp;drew birthday song is currently playing on 987.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay yaah. anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;amp;status=maximize&amp;filepath=http://www.continuu.net/radio.blog/sounds/Aly and AJ - Chemicals React.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#ECECEC" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this song okay! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind i should stop blogging songs right :X heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIME MAGAZINE. theres this very cute picture of joakim inside!:D chloe and kailin were reading when we were having group discussions in geog, but their group finished early. and my group was still doing la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then um i dont know how or why, but mrs mohd saw it i think then someone told her i'd voted for joakim and then she suddenly screamed out 'JOYCE! ARE YOU &lt;strong&gt;TONE DEAF&lt;/strong&gt;?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like 'huh? what?' because i had no idea what was happening-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she exclaimed 'HOW COULD YOU VOTE FOR THAT MONKEY!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised what she was talking about, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after that she continued talking about joakim and how he should be out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay YEAH i know joakim cant sing, im not deaf okay! but he has a cute voice, and yeah hes very cute(x hes like the only good looking guy in singapore idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan is super ugly? hady is old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taufik was just okay-looking, but i supported him because he was still way better than sylvester sim at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway its my prerogative to vote for who i want :P and if what i want is to sabotage singapore audiences to listen to joakim gomez's singing, too bad(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont it just be so amusing if joakim got signed on and they'd have to release his cd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha okay yeah probably some people would buy it, but DONT YOU AGREE it'd be so amusing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the media backlash is going to be so so funny:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its already so much, critiscising joakim and telling people not to vote for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hoho talk about REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine i admit i first voted for him because hes cute-.- sorry lah i have hormones too okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i get amused when people critiscise him, though. haha no charisse, not hurt. amused(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;YES i have found someone to rant to!:D in the form of letters, though, but NEVERMIND the positive side is that since its through letters i dont have to know when people arent interested in what im saying(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115675414428162168?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115675414428162168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115675414428162168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115675414428162168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115675414428162168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay-first-before-i-start-on-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115665110272234867</id><published>2006-08-26T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T07:01:03.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http://juicy94.free.fr/radio/zik/The Veronicas - When It All Falls Apart.rbs&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;ughh. this is so screwed i need someone to talk to. some professional counsellor, or a psychologist. who doesnt know anything about all this and wont judge me when i confide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115665110272234867?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115665110272234867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115665110272234867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115665110272234867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115665110272234867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/ughh.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115664022238719395</id><published>2006-08-26T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T17:58:18.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we won fac!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#ECECEC"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;filepath=http://scissorsisters.free.fr/radio.blog.2.3/radio.blog/sounds/Scissor Sisters - Don't Feel Like Dancing.mp3.rbs&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#FF0066;player_text:#FF0066;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115664022238719395?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115664022238719395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115664022238719395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115664022238719395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115664022238719395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-won-fac.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115650921619628885</id><published>2006-08-25T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T05:33:36.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then he said, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;heres a riddle for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;find the answer;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;theres a reason for the world-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you and i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;damn this person just made me feel bad-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, i dont think i can go tmr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they're right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i dont mean to sound ego or whatever, but i'll sure kena okay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what with so many people i know going.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how to sneak in la-.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;and what if those bitches report me, hoho. im sure they'd love to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SIGH. nevermind lah dont go dont go lor-.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115650921619628885?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115650921619628885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115650921619628885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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okay! haha he was making the super cute gesture to smile to his fans omg. and mouthing 'smile! i'll be okay' (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooo joakim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yes i ROCK i almost finished my english personal exposition research okay!:D now all i need is statistics! which is so hard la-.- they dont have any on google, pfft! the question is 'why do people fall in love' some more so awkward lor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115642927364819574?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115642927364819574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115642927364819574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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really started slipping. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and for the first time im happy that nsl marks so slowly okay!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay um yeah i shall stop talking about grades okay!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore idol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SUPPORT JOAKIM(: i voted for him 10 times last night whoo:D hes like super super cute! hoho and shuai:D yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care if he cant sing lahh hes so cute(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a singapore idol ought to have LOOKS! um, singing can slowly pei2 yang3(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha last singapore idol when i supported taufik i didnt vote cause i knew taufik would win! and he did HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this time people keep critiscising joakim, raahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the media keeps trying to suay the votes la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and okay, i admit it. joakim doesnt exactly sing very well. his voice lacks power! and needs loads of tuning-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but his voice quite cute leh!(: especially when singing that chinese song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joakim should at least be runner-up, if not IDOL YAY(: joakim joakim joakim! SO CUTE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh haha this is weird im eating all the time in class so during lunch im not hungry and dont eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope joakim doesnt get eliminated tonight! haha but i dont think he will la he has so much support!(: okay BYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115641394716499364?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115641394716499364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115641394716499364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115641394716499364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115641394716499364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-got-english-pt-marks-back-today.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115633313415258946</id><published>2006-08-23T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T04:38:54.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn i hate my grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theyre seriously slipping this term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, ive never failed anything before except chinese, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last year i didnt get below a 3.6 for anything. of course except chinese again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but last semester i got a 2.8 for math wahlao-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i failed chem this term. FAILED. &lt;strong&gt;failed&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of shit is that-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my geog, omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i did this freaking badly okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;borderline pass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wanted to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog is supposed to be my second-best subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there goes my 4.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im expecting to have failed math, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though we havent gotten the papers back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i screwed it up-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i dont do well for history tomorrow im screwed okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will seriously break down if i dont get my 4.0 for history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i think i know the reason why your studies are slipping like that.&lt;br /&gt;joyce you idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115633313415258946?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115633313415258946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115633313415258946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115633313415258946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115633313415258946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn-i-hate-my-grades.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115625041757245744</id><published>2006-08-22T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T06:45:50.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoong chloe kailin and i are going to watch lovewrecked whoo:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now all i need is someone to watch THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA with me haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pippy and i may be watching click! yay(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the words of hardgay, &lt;strong&gt;OKAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay sorry ive been watching too much-.- ive been watching all afternoon hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw two people evangelising on the mrt when i was with pippy. it kind of bugs me la-.- like um no offence to christians in general or anything okay. but its just weird! these two women were going around approaching random poeple and talking to them alot and everything on the train. and once they were done convincing one person they moved on to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im quite glad they didnt approach us haha:D maybe coz we're schoolgirls, or maybe cause i was giving them weird looks :X heh. one of the women kept catching my gaze, though &gt;&lt; blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think it was weird cause one guy they approached was standing directly behind me and pippy, so um we could hear everything they were saying right. then the guy was saying 'er but we're protestant' and the woman rebutted 'it doesnt matter! (something something) must believe in jesus christ (something something something) if you love jesus, whats stopping you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erh-.- and whats more, they were new to singapore and before that had asked me and pippy which way to changi airport. and they had bags of LUGGAGE. so they could be just tourists, stopping by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right after they stopped talking to the guy they went and approached another woman. in plain view of the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like see la what are people gonna think of singaporeans at this rate! DESPO people!-.- shouldnt there be something to stop people from evangelising in public areas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha maybe if i become a lawyer i shall go find out and SUE these people yay!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho okay i must get back to what im doing(: BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey, hey baby! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna know, if you'll be my girl&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115625041757245744?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115625041757245744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115625041757245744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115625041757245744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115625041757245744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/hoong-chloe-kailin-and-i-are-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115616859832503633</id><published>2006-08-21T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T06:56:38.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohoh(: hardgay is very cute hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-aiHJgvlTu4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-aiHJgvlTu4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go watch! um im not going to post the video because its heh kind of sick but its very funny and lame la :D hardogei hoo!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i watched the whole of shes the man on youtube this afternoon(: which ive wanted to do for a veryvery long time but like never had the time. anyway its very nice! haha i love amanda bynes(: i want to watch LOVEWRECKED next:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just dedicated a song to my new specs HAHA can you believe me!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough of &lt;s&gt;lame stuff&lt;/s&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english personal exposition essay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh its so WEIRD-.- and malu!&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll just ask my brother.&lt;br /&gt;hoho professional!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115616859832503633?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115616859832503633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115616859832503633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115616859832503633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115616859832503633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/ohoh-hardgay-is-very-cute-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115605408224147119</id><published>2006-08-19T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T23:21:06.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh! i just realised that with my new blogskin all my whitewords are exposed. :X sigh. and im too lazy to change all the whitewords to blackwords so NEVERMIND. dontcare lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i disagree with the words above my name-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;football socks look like stockings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love my new platforms(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love my new specs(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love my new trackshoes(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love shopping with my daddy, yay!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new specs look alotalot like those i wore before changing to these silver ones. haha but i still love them(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115605408224147119?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115605408224147119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115605408224147119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115605408224147119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115605408224147119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/ahh-i-just-realised-that-with-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115599902207596230</id><published>2006-08-19T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T01:54:37.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've changed my blogskin. by request of chloe, kailin, and my sister's squeals of 'DADDY JOYCE IS READING PORN!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why im doing quizzes. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;damn i still have so many things to do but i just dont feel like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp;i'll never get anything done, because when youre not here i dont want to work. and when youre here i cant work. damn damn damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Full name: ong pei wen joyce&lt;br /&gt;2. Name backwards: ecyoj new iep gno. -.-&lt;br /&gt;3. Were you named after someone? : uh. no.&lt;br /&gt;4. Meaning of name: i dont know-.- joyful?-.-&lt;br /&gt;5. Nickname: joyceong? nothing much la you cant play with a onesyllable name alot!&lt;br /&gt;6. Screen name: + joyce (its a year msn nick.)&lt;br /&gt;7. D.O.B: 28 july 1992&lt;br /&gt;8. Place of birth: singapore&lt;br /&gt;9. Nationality: singaporean&lt;br /&gt;10. Current location: for the third time, singapore-.-&lt;br /&gt;11. Star sign: leo!(:&lt;br /&gt;12. Religion: buddhist.&lt;br /&gt;13. Height: 167(:&lt;br /&gt;14. Weight: :X my lips are sealed.&lt;br /&gt;15. Shoe size: 7&lt;br /&gt;16. Hair color: black, white, brown (i used to have gold but its gone now!)&lt;br /&gt;17. Eye color: black&lt;br /&gt;18. Who do you look like: the person in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;19. Innie or outtie: out&lt;br /&gt;20. Lefty or righty: right&lt;br /&gt;21. Gay, straight, bi or others: straight&lt;br /&gt;22. Best friends: kailin chloe pheb&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt; does he count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Best friends you trust most:&lt;br /&gt;24. Favourite pals: i'll just die if i named-.-&lt;br /&gt;25. Best friend of opposite sex: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh, so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;26. Best buddies: isnt it the same as friends/pals/WHAAAATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;27. Boyfriend or girlfriend:&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; dno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; dont think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;28. Crush: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;also dno but yeah more like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Parents: both.&lt;br /&gt;30. Worst Enemy: SIGHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;31. Favourite online guy:&lt;br /&gt;32. Favourite online girl:&lt;br /&gt;33. Craziest friend: last year's pheb and gayle.&lt;br /&gt;34. Advice friend: kailin&lt;br /&gt;35. Loudest friend: dno.&lt;br /&gt;36. Person you cry with: i havent cried in a very, very long time. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;except that, but that was a stupid reason-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Any sisters: yeah one.&lt;br /&gt;38. Any brothers: yeah one.&lt;br /&gt;39. Any pets: nope. i'd never be able to take the commitment.&lt;br /&gt;40. Any disease: no-.-&lt;br /&gt;41. Pager: eee no.&lt;br /&gt;42. Personal phone line: used to, before my sis insisted on sharing it&lt;br /&gt;43. Cell phone: yeah, obviously-.-&lt;br /&gt;44. Lava Lamp: i used to have one but it broke. so pretty(:&lt;br /&gt;45. Pool or hot tub: POOOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;46. A car: only 14, m'dear. but i prefer taxis leh.&lt;br /&gt;47. Your personality: i dont know i want to be analysed, damn.&lt;br /&gt;48.Driving: reckless and WHOOOO(: but so far its only been tested on go-karts and my dad's already scared so hahah wait and see in 4 years time:D&lt;br /&gt;49. Room: i barely spend any time in it because the stupid plasma tv is so space-invading.&lt;br /&gt;50. Whats missing: space.&lt;br /&gt;51. School: rgs. i like it what.&lt;br /&gt;52. Bed: i havent flopped down on it in ages. damn.&lt;br /&gt;53. Relationship with parents: fluctuates.&lt;br /&gt;54. Believe in yourself: not really, im just like- can what-.-&lt;br /&gt;55. Believe in love at first sight: no&lt;br /&gt;56. Good listener: yeah but not a good advice-giver&lt;br /&gt;57. Get along well with parents: depends.&lt;br /&gt;58. Save e-mail convos: yes. i save everything.&lt;br /&gt;59. Pray: havent done that in a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;60. Believe in reincarnation: not really.&lt;br /&gt;61. Make fun of people: yeah i bitch alot.&lt;br /&gt;62. Like to talk on the phone: used to talk like shit-.- but now alot less.&lt;br /&gt;63. Want to get married: yes&lt;br /&gt;64. Like to drive: go-karts go-karts(:&lt;br /&gt;65. Motion Sickness: no.&lt;br /&gt;66. Eat stem of broccoli: eee no.&lt;br /&gt;67. Eat chicken with fork: yeah. you mean we're not supposed to?&lt;br /&gt;68. Dream in color: yeah, but all with white backgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;69. Type with your fingers on home role: whats home role?&lt;br /&gt;70. Sleep with stuff toys: they surround me but i dont hug them.&lt;br /&gt;71. Next to you: my dad.&lt;br /&gt;72. On the walls of your room: loads of posters.&lt;br /&gt;73. On your mousepad: i dont like mousepads.&lt;br /&gt;74. Dream car: something black with hotpink streaks.&lt;br /&gt;75. Dream date: sigh dont get me started.&lt;br /&gt;76. Dream honeymoon spot: VENICE, omg.&lt;br /&gt;77. Dream husband or wife: see how.&lt;br /&gt;78. Bedtime: most of the time, 10.30&lt;br /&gt;79. Under your bed: dust?-.-&lt;br /&gt;80. Single most important question: for?&lt;br /&gt;81. Bad time of the day: late morning.&lt;br /&gt;82. Your worst fear: embarrassment?&lt;br /&gt;83. The weather is: too dark cant tell&lt;br /&gt;84. Time: 10.47pm&lt;br /&gt;85. Date: 190806&lt;br /&gt;86. Best trick did on someone: i think last year april fools? ambulance prank!:D&lt;br /&gt;87. Theme song: does the fanclub song count?&lt;br /&gt;88. Hardest thing about growing up: leaving stuff behind.&lt;br /&gt;89. Funniest experience: cant really pinpoint FUNNIEST.&lt;br /&gt;90. Scariest experience: night trail night trail.&lt;br /&gt;91. Silliest thing you have ever said: lots of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;92. Most desperate and funniest thing i have done to get the opposite sex: urghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;93. Scariest thing while you are with your friends: um. the cheekopek in katong!&lt;br /&gt;94. Worst feeling: not knowing.&lt;br /&gt;95. Best feeling in the world: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 schools you went&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white sands&lt;br /&gt;taonan&lt;br /&gt;rgs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 things in your purse/wallet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keys&lt;br /&gt;cards&lt;br /&gt;photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 things you always do when you are stressed up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scream(:&lt;br /&gt;curse&lt;br /&gt;refuse to do anything more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 fav songs right now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way you look at me- christian bautista&lt;br /&gt;i got you- mcfly&lt;br /&gt;im not missing you- stacie orrico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 favourite persons in life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my clique people(:&lt;br /&gt;(excluding her, of course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 places you go on a daily basis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orchard (except sundays)&lt;br /&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;loyang point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 things you like to do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;write&lt;br /&gt;talk stuff out&lt;br /&gt;read blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 person of the opposite sex that you hold hands before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one that really counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name three favourite fruits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peach&lt;br /&gt;lychee&lt;br /&gt;watermelon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 career choices&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lawyer&lt;br /&gt;pyschologist? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(but cannot make it la-.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sociologist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 goals in 2006&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shall set for 2007 because 2006's nearly over.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;get back passion for rgsrcy :X&lt;br /&gt;remember ALL the juniors' names.&lt;br /&gt;not move blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 plans for tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school&lt;br /&gt;NOT shop.&lt;br /&gt;NOT go out.(i went out four out of five days last week okay!D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 things that scare you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insects :X&lt;br /&gt;bitching&lt;br /&gt;being wrong about -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 of your essential needs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i feel insecure without at least 30bucks in my wallet, dont ask me why)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;handphone&lt;br /&gt;sweettalk:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name three things you are wearing right now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shirt&lt;br /&gt;taonan shorts&lt;br /&gt;specs?-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 unforgettable events still in your mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filling waterbombs illegally!:D haha.&lt;br /&gt;betting on whether the toilet costed money xD LOITERINGGG.&lt;br /&gt;those two and their questions hahahah(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 things essential in relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;commitment&lt;br /&gt;willingness to give each other space&lt;br /&gt;♥, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 things you want to do before you leave this world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crime(:&lt;br /&gt;something wildddd.&lt;br /&gt;borrow tons of money to SPEND SPEND SPEND. and then tell the people i borrowed money from to buy insurance for me to get their money back:D win-win situation, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 wines&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random questions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lied to the person you love most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bluff a person you dont like/love him when you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. who hasnt?-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;YES or NO questions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been trap in lift?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Violated the law?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha yeah:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been in jail?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trapped in a room with only a opposite sex around?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been, but not trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loved someone with your whole heart?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 people to do this quiz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chloe kailin anna i guess. [edit]and PHOEBE(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115599902207596230?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115599902207596230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115599902207596230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115599902207596230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115599902207596230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-changed-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115597948946895310</id><published>2006-08-19T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T05:50:46.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i saw this on anna's blog!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and its not that i dont want to teach you sfa. i mean, sure. help a friend, blah blah blah-.- but firstly, if i wanted to tutor people I COULD GO GET PAID FOR IT. secondly, stop fawning over me. just because im in rgs doesnt mean that i know everything! STOPSTOPSTOP-.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so i shall do it(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;100 facts about joyce!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;rock&lt;/strong&gt;. like obviously(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my chinese name is very easy to write!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have decided that i like small blogger fonts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am wearing redcross tee and cullotes now because im lazy to change out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i went for &lt;em&gt;all three&lt;/em&gt; school GOHs this year!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;but i didnt go for pop goh :X&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i nearly filled up the ENTIRE tin for flag day just now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;even when around 10 people donated NOTES:D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i like pink!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i dislike pastel colours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;except for lightpink. &lt;em&gt;PINK IS AN EXCEPTION(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;but a TOTALLY pastel pink thing would be gross-.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;but mixed with other shades of pink, PRETTY!(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want to get &lt;strong&gt;red&lt;/strong&gt; glasses!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kailin and i were &lt;u&gt;almost&lt;/u&gt; caught by deborahtan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;but we were saved by my SILVER glasses!:D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when i tag blogs, i dont normally read them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when i read blogs, i dont normally tag them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am NOT weird.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no one has ever called me by my chinese name before except chinese teachers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and yah of course old m'sian relatives that dont speak english&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and i like that!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am in ndp(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and i love it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I AM VERY AMUSED THAT SOMEONE CRUSHES STELLA:D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i asked nicole to lend stella her schoolshoes today&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i repeat, i am NOT weird.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i spent three hours yesterday analysing people i know&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it was FUN(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hate thatbitch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think shes veryvery gross-.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i dont even want to start to talk about her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have a pretty ndp badge and &lt;strong&gt;YOU DONT&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think the rsaf's uniform is sexayye(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ilu ilu ilu!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i did &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; say that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;serious. i didnt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i play maple&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and NO i am not ashamed of it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am a hypocrite(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my points are not necessarily linked to one another&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;im doing other stuff while doing this&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am moodswingy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am smsing chloe!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i dislike my msn nick. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i reallyreally want to change my msn nick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;but i'll get scolded for it by breaking the 'unity'-.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think its a lousy idea&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i dont know why im doing this&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have a dead tagboard :X&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i've eaten laksa three times this week(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i went with kailin and yutian to swoon over the entire ikea!:D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we wanted to get to specialty shop which was RIGHT at the other end of the order of arrows&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and we were RIGHT at the start of the arrows&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;so we walked through the whole ikea!(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and when we got to the specialtyshop- it wasnt that good-.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i like the font georgia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think maybe i shall change my msn font to it(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;but ahh cannot-.- i only like it when its small.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;im TRYING to give good advice over msn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think i give lousy advice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when i give advice i tend to digress :X&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my advice normally comes from what i hear other people say&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i believe what journalists and columnists in newspapers/magazines say.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i stereotype.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I AM IRRITATEDDDD.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go away go away go away I DONT KNOW!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;okay im sorry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this guy is seriously irritating me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-says slowly- the only reason i am replying you is because i do not wish to discriminate against you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it is because i have been daoing you for so long &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i know that it is &lt;em&gt;partially&lt;/em&gt; because of my prejudice against &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;neighbourhoodschools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and HOW COME you dont get such OBVIOUS hints!D:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;okay, fine, maybe its my fault.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hereby conclude that i REALLY, &lt;strong&gt;REALLY&lt;/strong&gt; suck at sounding pissed off and irritated.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;because i have been giving you this kind of attitude for damn long-.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and HAVENT YOU NOTICED? how i sound &lt;strong&gt;completely&lt;/strong&gt; different in group convos and when i drag myself to reply to you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wasted 16 lines on being frustrated with -&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;let me start a new topic;&lt;/span&gt; i like stars&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i need a blog to read!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;does bitching make you a bitch?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;im sorry, that wasnt a fact about me. and neither is this. i WILL stop digressing. starting now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hate bitches.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;actually, im fine with it. but i hate people who bitch about me ON THEIR BLOGS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;because i read blogs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ohh i think that final 'ASK SOMEONE ELSE LAH.' actually worked! he stopped(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and now i feel bad-.- damn you, joyce.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;this is point number 87 and i am 167cm tall(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;but the stupid ruler measured me as 165.5 during h&amp;amp;w for pe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and then when i went to measure it again at the &lt;strong&gt;same ruler&lt;/strong&gt;, I WAS 167-.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am disliked by rulers measuring height.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think tay pin pin ought to watch out(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love taxis! lovelovelove taxis!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i had at least 10 people who donated $2notes into my tin for flagday(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and like, 6 were taxi drivers who VOLUNTEERED the money. they like called me over! and donated:D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if you give me something that is pink, no matter what it is, i swear i will use it(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if you &lt;u&gt;dont&lt;/u&gt; tell me beforehand what youre going to give me, i promise i will love it &lt;em&gt;threetimes&lt;/em&gt; as much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i like rgs.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i wish rgsrcy wasnt so different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i never thought i'd have the patience to finish this entire thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i like writing stuff(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I WANT TO WRITE ANOTHER 100. damn.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115597948946895310?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115597948946895310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115597948946895310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115597948946895310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115597948946895310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-saw-this-on-annas-blogand-its-not.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115597766699405786</id><published>2006-08-19T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T01:54:42.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tay pin pin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU &lt;strong&gt;WATCH OUT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115597766699405786?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115597766699405786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115597766699405786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115597766699405786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115597766699405786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/tay-pin-pin-you-watch-out.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115565019050128432</id><published>2006-08-15T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T06:56:30.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn, i cant believe how act-cute i sounded in sec one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115565019050128432?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115565019050128432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115565019050128432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115565019050128432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115565019050128432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn-i-cant-believe-how-act-cute-i.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115564892338787916</id><published>2006-08-15T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T06:35:23.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. im very, very VERY glad diary-x shut down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe how i sounded last year!D: damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115564892338787916?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115564892338787916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115564892338787916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115564892338787916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115564892338787916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115564324032507837</id><published>2006-08-15T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T05:00:40.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;the world would be a lonely place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;without the one that puts a smile on your face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so hold me til the sun burns out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wont be lonely when im done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause ive got you to make me feel stronger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when the days are rough and an hour seems much longer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i never doubted you at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the stars collide, will you stand by and watch them fall? (by and watch them fall)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so hold me til the sky is clear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and whisper words of love right into my ear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause ive got you to make me feel stronger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when the days are rough and an hour seems much longer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah when i got you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh to make me feel better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when the nights are long they'll be easier together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;looking in your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoping they wont cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and even if you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be in bed so close to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hold you through the night &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you'll be unaware&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but if you need me i'll be there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah i got you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh to make me feel stronger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when the days are rough and an hour seems much longer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah when i got you to make me feel better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when the nights are long they'll be easier together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love mcfly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115564324032507837?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115564324032507837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115564324032507837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115564324032507837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115564324032507837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/world-would-be-lonely-place-without.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115563948596999103</id><published>2006-08-15T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T03:58:05.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think its now become like ROUTINE for me? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;novelty's gone, but the coolness of it all is still there:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i missed you!(:&lt;br /&gt;and im surprised you still remember, &lt;u&gt;omg.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; long!&lt;br /&gt;after all the &lt;em&gt;changes;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; remember me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i thought i was just &lt;strong&gt;another one of them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i gotta &lt;u&gt;admit&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i forgot you &lt;s&gt;abit&lt;/s&gt; :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;its been so long since ive heard your voice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive been so &lt;em&gt;used&lt;/em&gt; to the &lt;em&gt;nonstoprush&lt;/em&gt; of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatting with you again feels &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt;!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115563948596999103?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115563948596999103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115563948596999103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115563948596999103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115563948596999103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-think-its-now-become-like-routine.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115556327430868862</id><published>2006-08-14T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T06:47:54.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&amp;cause &lt;strong&gt;baby&lt;/strong&gt; this is just the way i ALWAYS wanna feel&lt;/em&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh damn i still have that song stuck in my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway(: i went shopping with pheb today! i think i really needed that retail therapy yeah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want it, buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooo!:D&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 RAAAAAAAHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115556327430868862?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115556327430868862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115556327430868862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115556327430868862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115556327430868862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/cause-baby-this-is-just-way-i-always.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115544282492442791</id><published>2006-08-12T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T21:20:24.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn. i actually WANT to do homework now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED HOMEWORK. I NEED NOTES. I NEED SOMETHING TO MUG!D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i need something to stop my mind from wandering off the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent thought about schoolwork this entire week. and im starting to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have homework to do! i dont have notes to mug! i dont have things to do for chinese pt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and im not interested in teaching people how to pass sfa. get the hint and back off already lah-.- buggerrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the only reason i go online is to wait, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in love with this song! omg omg omg ITS PLAYING NOW&lt;3 i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;christian bautista- the way you look at me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever saw me like you do&lt;br /&gt;All the things that I could add up to&lt;br /&gt;I never knew just what a smile was worth&lt;br /&gt;But your eyes say everything without a single word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's somethin' in the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;It's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe that there's nothing in this world I can't be&lt;br /&gt;I'd never know what you see&lt;br /&gt;But there's somethin' in the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could freeze some moment in my mind&lt;br /&gt;The second that you touch your lips to mine&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to stop the clock, make time stand still&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby, this is just the way I always wanna feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's somethin' in the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;It's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe that there's nothing in this world I can't be&lt;br /&gt;I'd never know what you see&lt;br /&gt;But there's somethin' in the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how or why I feel different in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;All I know is it happens everytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's somethin' in the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;It's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe that there's nothing in this world I can't be&lt;br /&gt;I'd never know what you see&lt;br /&gt;But there's somethin' in the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you look at me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115544282492442791?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115544282492442791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115544282492442791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115544282492442791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115544282492442791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115538076920096089</id><published>2006-08-12T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T04:06:36.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BEING WITHOUT A CARE ROCKS(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115538076920096089?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115538076920096089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115538076920096089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115538076920096089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115538076920096089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/being-without-care-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115526162123382555</id><published>2006-08-10T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T19:04:30.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyones in this &lt;em&gt;something's over&lt;/em&gt; mood!&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;u&gt;dont know&lt;/u&gt; what to be in-.-&lt;br /&gt;all my ndp friends are in this &lt;strong&gt;post ndp&lt;/strong&gt; mood&lt;br /&gt;all my yearmates/juniors/ma'ams are in this &lt;strong&gt;post pop&lt;/strong&gt; mood (which i missed because of ndp &gt;&lt;) kailin and stella are in a post ord mood and im like- &lt;u&gt;i dont know!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;really detached&lt;/span&gt; feeling around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what i know is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im going to miss ndp loads&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i just havent started yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i know.&lt;br /&gt;im slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at &lt;strong&gt;everyone else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theyre &lt;u&gt;already&lt;/u&gt; missing ndp.&lt;br /&gt;msn nicks, tags, blog entries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sounds like its &lt;em&gt;all over&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how come &lt;strong&gt;i &lt;/strong&gt;dont feel it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pop, omg.&lt;br /&gt;i think im the only one who missed &lt;u&gt;both&lt;/u&gt; the parade and the chalet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i cant help thinking maybe im not cut out for redcross. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, rcyndp's part of redcross too.&lt;br /&gt;and as chloe said, without rgsrcy i wouldnt even have rcyndp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but look-&lt;br /&gt;i dont mug for things, im not &lt;em&gt;zai&lt;/em&gt; at fd, fa, rck, evac, or all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive kinda lost my passion for rgsrcy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my passion's gone to ndp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt cry for ndp-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;does that mean i dont have passion for it too? &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;i know my &lt;em&gt;heart's &lt;/em&gt;in ndp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that i dontknow ah-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no tears.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;damn. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is very, very &lt;em&gt;surreal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT DOESNT FEEL RIGHT-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last three months have just &lt;em&gt;whooshed&lt;/em&gt; by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday just didnt feel like &lt;strong&gt;the day after the ACTUAL ndp.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt like, a normal day.&lt;br /&gt;after a normal ndp training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just hasnt &lt;em&gt;hit&lt;/em&gt; me yet that its &lt;u&gt;over&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;that my &lt;strong&gt;saturdays&lt;/strong&gt; are &lt;s&gt;free&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;that after this saturday, im probably &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; going to see them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave limpon, junru, and zengan foam hearts on wednesday(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt dare to give the other guys coz its kind of girlish, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zengan was asking in the cab after ndp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'what are you guys gonna miss most about ndp?'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the &lt;strong&gt;people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our clique(: the instructors(: the spirit(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;even though theyre probably never going to read this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;limpon&lt;/span&gt;- my darling les partner!:D haha always holding hands and going around! and all those bitching sessions(: it feels so good to have someone bitch with you. ilu limpon! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;junru&lt;/span&gt;- SWEETIEE(: haha the cute demure one! ilu too! but youre too nice, girl.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i applaud you for putting up with thatbitch!(:&lt;/span&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;zengan&lt;/span&gt;- the only one farfar away from us! but with us in SPIRIT yeah(: you ah! read so much into things. gullible!(: ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jiejun&lt;/span&gt;- lame 到无要可救!(: always talking to me online:D and doing stuff with me for ky! WELOVEJAYJAY FANCLUB(: ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im sorry! must go do chinese pt! so i'll just list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;minxuan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;junhong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jinping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kelly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pearlyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sarahtan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarahcheong&lt;br /&gt;conhwa&lt;br /&gt;faidhilah&lt;br /&gt;honghui&lt;br /&gt;ameera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you guys!♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115526162123382555?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115526162123382555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115526162123382555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115526162123382555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115526162123382555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/everyones-in-this-somethings-over-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115518104749571729</id><published>2006-08-09T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T20:37:27.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i havent quite gotten it into my head that ndp's ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the 10th of august.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just doesnt feel right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115518104749571729?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115518104749571729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115518104749571729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115518104749571729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115518104749571729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-havent-quite-gotten-it-into-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115502863665702939</id><published>2006-08-08T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T02:17:16.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was meaning to blog this REALLY long ago! like when i still had the &lt;a href="http://-dropaheart.blogspot.com"&gt;http://-dropaheart.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; blog, but well i just kept being out of a blogging mood-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i finally feel like blogging now, i realise i didnt bring my romeo and juliet act two home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was like ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, i went blogsurfing and HEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw it on erik's blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it is(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;what does love mean?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is when a single word from a person can make you grin.&lt;br /&gt;love is when u tell a guy his shirt is nice and he wears it everyday even when his friends laugh at him.&lt;br /&gt;love is when a person says your name differently and you know your name is safe in their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;love is when you give somebody your french fries and you dont ask for any back.&lt;br /&gt;love is what makes you smile when you are tired.&lt;br /&gt;love is when you can walk around the same place with someone again and again without feeling bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy isnt it pretty! its by this group of researchers who asked kids from like 4-7 years of age what love was. and omg its so beautiful!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of the main reasons why im taking lit next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115502863665702939?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115502863665702939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115502863665702939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115502863665702939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115502863665702939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-meaning-to-blog-this-really-long.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115502404255813225</id><published>2006-08-08T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T01:16:21.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NDAY(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;210 performance! we screwed up-.- but nevermind! SPIRIT'S STILL THERE LA. its aaallll our effort we put in that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i spent the rest of the day lying on the floor in the AIRCON&lt;3 hall with fiona and yingling! yay aircon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAONAN(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow its not a nostalgic place anymore. as in, its become just a place to hang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know thats a very weird way to describe your primary school! but, really. taonan's become more of a place to just hang around waiting for people. and i dont even feel like visiting teachers anymore-.- i just like going back(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EASTCOASTPARK(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ndp gathering! its gonna be fun. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it BETTER BE after all this effort we're putting in okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took 36 home, like i used to do in p4! and yeah well since its been FOUR years since ive taken that route i was hoping it hadnt changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because when i take 36 home, i take it to changi airport and transfer to 53 yeah. so when the bus reached changi airport it stopped and a policeman came on o.0 and i was like HUH whys there a policeman! and then i was kinda scared-.- like i thought maybe there was a terrorist on the bus or that they suspected a bomb here! then the policeman just checked the passengers, then got off. and i realised it was just a routine safety check la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah its just weird! then at another point the bus stopped again and another policeman got on to check everyone but this time i wasnt so freaked yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE MY BLOGNAMEE(: i like it so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but damn i hate blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in, i dont hate blogging itself. i just hate the aftereffects of blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like yknow when someone asks you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person: why are you doing (insert thing/topic/whatever here)&lt;br /&gt;me: orh coz (insert reason here). eh wait how'd you know about that?&lt;br /&gt;person: i read it on your blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER: this is a totally hypothetical situation! it has not just happened or something yeah. but err it has happened before. but, IM NOT REFERRING TO ANYONE. please dont misunderstandd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway its just irritating!-.- the blog me isnt really the real me anyway what. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and besides you get gross stuff happening to you on blogs. raaahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115502404255813225?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115502404255813225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115502404255813225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115502404255813225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115502404255813225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/nday-210-performance-we-screwed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115494306357626067</id><published>2006-08-07T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T02:31:03.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay look at that wonderfully &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fake&lt;/span&gt;happy first post. i mean, after all, first posts should be nice and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent decided whether this should be a secret blog or a public one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and im afraid &lt;em&gt;they'll&lt;/em&gt; read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andd i think- okay la public la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;shit that means i have to continue writing stuff in my notebook?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and im taking trip humans + physics next year! yes i know i sound crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;someday, someones gonna read it. and im gonna die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone told me last year they were gonna take trip humans + physics, i'd say they were crazy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact, if someone told me that even last week i'd say they were crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHWELL(: its a pretty rash choice, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey; i want it! so yeah(: i like it whaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i dont believe in ruining my future just to follow trends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not true that theres no future in humans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i DEFINITELY dont believe in screwing up my career choices just to avoid that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can become a LAWYER hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;youre crazy, m'dear. avoiding her to that extent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh see la! public blogs are like so troublesome-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;whitewords!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115494306357626067?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115494306357626067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115494306357626067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115494306357626067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115494306357626067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay-look-at-that-wonderfully-fakehappy.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32272026.post-115486588269619900</id><published>2006-08-06T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T05:04:42.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO(: im sorry for moving so so so much!:x hehh. but i like my new blog name! its suggested by ANNA:D three cheers for anna! and its so nice yay i think i shall stay here. for at least quite some time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the skin pretty! i make one okaaayyy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(if you dare to even SUGGEST its not nice im gonna pour honey milk tea down your shirt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joking laah! im not that mean okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really ah. dont you daree critiscise the blogskin! -glares. i only spent like a couple of hours on it, AND i was stressed out about ndp gathering and subject combinations and rs and &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;. so, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all lyrics are from stacie orrico's im not missing you! YAY I &lt;3 THAT SONG:D yay stacie orrico! yeah okay bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32272026-115486588269619900?l=ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115486588269619900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32272026&amp;postID=115486588269619900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115486588269619900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32272026/posts/default/115486588269619900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeitsweet.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-im-sorry-for-moving-so-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCEONG(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
