<?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-5290411900418614190</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:18:03.238+08:00</updated><category term='tag'/><category term='you&apos;re it p:'/><title type='text'>thirdblog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Helena</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>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290411900418614190.post-7910910824969346680</id><published>2008-11-25T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:55:36.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/relink!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hello to the .. 5 people who read my blog? haha&lt;br /&gt;relink: http://www.break-youdown.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;those who arent linked there and want to be linked just tag there or here cos the tagboard's the same yeah. cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-7910910824969346680?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7910910824969346680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=7910910824969346680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/7910910824969346680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/7910910824969346680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/11/relink.html' title='/relink!'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-2599377653778249146</id><published>2008-11-24T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:28:49.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;erm hello. holiday has been boring. wont update much. malaysia was fun even though it was less than 24 hours. i might be changing blog soon yea. sooo bored. everyones away. i miss nicola yok and julin. mariel too. i wish we all could hang out more. fuck this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another 56 days of hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-2599377653778249146?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2599377653778249146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=2599377653778249146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/2599377653778249146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/2599377653778249146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/11/erm-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-6700593629269927095</id><published>2008-11-15T02:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:32:49.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/speechnight, lastday2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay people i'm going to give a detailed post about Speech Night so get ready for a wordy post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left home at 4.30 with my formal attire, guess heels and prada pouch with me (first time using it haha), thinking i was going to be late or something, but i reached super early in fact. so stoned around trying to walk in heels for awhile, waiting for nicola and aviel. then when they came followed nicola to change, then report to the hall straight after that. and he looked super HANDSOME in his formal attire :D ahh so we practised the hymn and school anthem, boring -_- then after that report to tutor room. took half-a-class pic and i really hope it doesnt go on facebook, please God please -__- yea then that was when i had one blister on the side of my left foot, couldnt walk properly and all.. then luckily julin had bandages so i took the last 2 :D but i screwed them up cos they kept coming loose zz -_- i remember i had to walk around barefoot cos the heels were making my blisters hurt like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got released for dinner, had one tiny muffin? no appetite. went office to take bandage then nicola was hungry so i  followed her to canteen while she took her dinner then we snuck up to mrs tan's homeroom to eat =D after that nicola's mom, sis and cousin came and i met them :D her sis and cousin dam cute la :D and her mom met aviel also hahaha! we then made an excuse to leave canteen so we went office to take bandage for me as my right foot had blister too ): after taking bandage, saw yok, yok's mom, julin and apple at science terrace so joined them for awhile. then we had to go back homeroom and thats when i realised i left my bandage at the science terrace -_-! so i had to live with the pain on my right foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gathering the whole class in tutor room, went to the hall and here comes the time for the formal part where we all sit in the hall and do nothing but clap for people we dont know... i liked the drama, string ensemble and dance though :D the rest was just boring i guess. and during the video of the memories of 2008 i almost cried :( oh well then we got dismissed, at least he said bye to me :) but i shouldnt have tried to be funny and kinda make a fool of myself and just say bye back, oh welll life's a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2V'08: I joined you guys like 9 months ago, but i think we've come a long way as a new class for Year 2. We're different from the other classes, in every way. That's all i can say. (hey that rhymes) Hahah. I LOVE YOU GUYS :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'll miss nicola♥&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss vanilla♥&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss yok&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss mariel&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss all of you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye Acs Int'l 2008 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-6700593629269927095?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6700593629269927095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=6700593629269927095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6700593629269927095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6700593629269927095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/11/speechnight-lastday2.html' title='/speechnight, lastday2.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-5011220271660268374</id><published>2008-11-14T15:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:01:25.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/speechnight/last day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;speech night starts in about an hour's time, my last tutor time with 2V starts in about an hours time. and it's the last day of school already? seemed like yesterday that i was the random new kid that joined in the middle of term 1. and before we know it we'll be holding up our champagne glasses to welcome the year 2009 ( or at least, it's what our family does. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic of the ending school year... on the first school-day of 2009 i woke up at 8+ and thought, 'shit i was supposed to be in school! why the hell am i still at home?' and found out my mom told my maids not to wake me up for school, as i was supposed to transfer. but to tell you guys truthfully, i asked for the transfer. but i didnt know my mom would actually let me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wellll, it took me some effort to get in here, and i think it's worth it. this school gave me this experience that i doubt i can get in any other school. bitching and rivalry aside, in this cohort of 100+ Year 2 students, we're all so close, regardless whether we actually really know each other. i don't know but this year has changed my life, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i have half hour to get ready, gotta go now. pics later ( HOPEFULLY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-5011220271660268374?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5011220271660268374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=5011220271660268374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/5011220271660268374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/5011220271660268374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/11/speechnightlast-day.html' title='/speechnight/last day!'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-9007201787220001663</id><published>2008-11-09T02:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T02:14:23.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/party?zz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;party people was....&lt;br /&gt;A WASTE OF TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good things: I made some friends, he looked fucking hot in his shirt, HIM, HIM, HIM.&lt;br /&gt;bad things: NOTHING TO DO, BORING, THAT **&amp;amp;^%$% GIRL, NO PARTY WITHOUT ALCOHOL?BULLSHIT, FELT LEFTOUT, NOTHING TO DO!!!11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO IF YOU DONT DANCE, OR DONT WATCH SOCCER, YOU'D HAVE HATED IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF IT WASNT FOR HIS PRESENCE, I WOULD'VE GONE HOME 3O MINS AFTER IS STARTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home at 11.40, was planning to stay till 1am+.&lt;br /&gt;YES, IT WAS SO BORING TILL I JUST HAD TO GO HOME EARLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't fucking sleep now, must have been the Coke. Ahhhhh. Back to off-junkfood routine tomorrow. So today night was good and bad i guess. But to me more bad than good. However what can be more good then HIM holding the door for you? Might not be that big to you but its a damn big thing for me haha. Godddd why do you do thisss? WHHYYYYY????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-9007201787220001663?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/9007201787220001663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=9007201787220001663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/9007201787220001663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/9007201787220001663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/11/partyzz.html' title='/party?zz.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-6138149538336692860</id><published>2008-11-07T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:39:12.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/party people!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;didn't go school today.. as i was lazy. woke up at 11.34am. then on-ed comp and played almost the whole day lol. :X. yea and tmr im going to get my shoes for party people and one for speech night, at orchard! and i wish my dress for party people wasnt so long.. lol. not being spoilt or anything, but mines like few cms above knee..? and some peoples one are DAM above knee, lol. oh wellll. if i see a hotter dress imma ask my mom to buy it :X . err yea im boredddd. more updates on sunday aft party people or something.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-6138149538336692860?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6138149538336692860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=6138149538336692860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6138149538336692860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6138149538336692860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/11/party-people.html' title='/party people!'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-2435791137896292089</id><published>2008-11-04T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:39:19.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;got back results today, musnt say i'm very happy. everything was how it's expected to be, except for science. i got a 46/100? and it's all because of physics. whats more..? i'm taking physics ONLY next year. oh yay. and i failed RS(16/100) and chinese(34/100) too but it was expected, so whatever. the only thing i'm happy with is english and history. for english i did well in the paper but my term grades pulled me down and i missed Grade 5 by 0.09 marks. fuck it. history paper was 55/70 better than expected, and my overall should be 70/100. quite happy i guess. but science dissapointed me. at least i'm going on to Year 3 (i think) right? but i can kiss my PSP i was about to ask for goodbye :( and for maths i just have to thank the passing mark of 42 or i would have just failed it too. so no retests for me, yay? but results not decent enough, i'm like a average/below average student?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somethings i have been proud of: i worked out today and yesterday!! haha! go helena :D and i still have to put in more effort to avoid junk food! nuggets and oheya is not enough. i must eat healthy not snack :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-2435791137896292089?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2435791137896292089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=2435791137896292089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/2435791137896292089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/2435791137896292089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/11/results.html' title='/results'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-3609190724075029613</id><published>2008-10-31T00:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:21:06.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this post was written yesterday, published TODAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;whoo yeaaa. today's math paper... Section one was okay, section 2 - screwed up completely. oh well, useless to talk about the past, i just pray hard i pass. PASS PLEASE. oh okay so after teacher collected the papers, and we left class, i remeber kevin did something hilarious like jump over the railing and landed on the carpark floor, all out of excitement cause exams are over. i have such a crazy class but i love it. haha. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;so after paper i went to Cineleisure. met wangshi there :) bought tickets for Max Payne, (regretted it later on) and went to have KFC for lunch. seriously acs people are funny. orchard is somehow their 2nd home or something. haha. during lunch wangshi and i caught up on stuff that's been going on, yea and things have really changed! lol! and when we walked out of acs guess who i saw going into the lift!! wtf hahaha so unexpected. so of course i dragged wangshi with me upstairs and we found THEM at the 9th floor. that really made my day haha. except i couldve been more friendly right, wangshi? haha. so we went back downstairs to get popcorn and went to catch max payne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;max payne was such a violent movie i covered my face half the time i swear. i even felt like leaving the theatre at one point of time. i rate max payne like 6/10. WE SHOULDVE WATCHED HSM 3!! EVEN THOUGH I DIDNT EVEN WATCH NUMBER 2!! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAMN IT .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;dayummm, after that went wisma to wait for joanna :) . after the collected her camera, we walked around for while, then julin and yok were coming to wisma so i left wangshi and joanna to find them :P . we visited shops, and they made me try on the highest hair of heels they could find in one shop and i was like 180? wtf?? hahhaha. then at 4+ i went home :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-3609190724075029613?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3609190724075029613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=3609190724075029613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3609190724075029613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3609190724075029613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay.html' title='/yay!'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-3002242398573110942</id><published>2008-10-29T19:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:18:25.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/quiz. and math.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;01. What have you been doing recently? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;studying, watching gossip girl..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;02. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;when it hangs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;03. What happened at 10.00am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;science paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;04. When did you last cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i dont remember, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;05. Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i guess so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;06. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;to pass my exams while i slacked, and a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;put up my hood. if i have one, that is.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;08. What's your favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;my pillow..? hahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;09. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;some bottom. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;10. What's the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;nicest? i dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;depends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;can't remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;14. What are you proud of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;dont know . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;'sian im bored i pon school today.'  From cherie on 14 oct, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;no idea. i dont really sing out loud.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;17.Do you have any nicknames?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;18. What does your last received text message say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;can i dont answer this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1 plus i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;20. Are you currently happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;err sort of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;21. Who gives you best advice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;depends on what type. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;no way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;23. Who did you talk on the phone last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;mariel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;24. Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;YES . :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;25. What/who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;cherie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;what are those? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;mariel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;28. Have you ever had your heartbroken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;calculativeness and people who think they own everything. hate that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;hmm yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;nooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;32. What is the colour of your room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;boring white. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;yes, i think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying of : Talk is cheap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;yea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;my dad i think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;er yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;38. Do you have a life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;nope. wishing for one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;39. Have you ever thought someone died, when they really didn't die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;dont think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;40. What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i dont have a profile song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;42. Last time you smiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;just now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;43. Have you changed this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i cant judge that can i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;44. What are you listening right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;vindicated by dashboard confessional .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when you doing this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;haha if i walk with my eyes closed it's a miracle im still alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;not really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;48. Do you want someone you cannot have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;dont ask me that cause i got no idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;yaaaaahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;50. What was the worst idea you've had in this week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;to watch 5 episodes of gossip girl instead of studying chinese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;51. What are you doing last night at 11pm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"studying"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;hell no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;53. What song best describe your love life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;whatever sad love song there is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;54. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;55. Who always make you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;cherie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;56. Do you speak other language other than English?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;57. Favourite website(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;facebook..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;58. What's your middle name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;not telling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;going out with wangyyy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;60. What do you think you are like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;depends on my mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i rather die alone, than drag someone to die with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;62. Where have you been today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;63. What game do you play often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;alot of games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;64. Who are you missing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;65. If you have to choose between friends and lover, who will you choose? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;depends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;66. What are you doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;67. Which primary school are you from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;nanyang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;black. white. pink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;69. What emotion you like to show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;depends on my mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;70. What is your life to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;being happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;71. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;solve it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;72. Who did you last chat in msn today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;cherie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;73. Who do you admire most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;no one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;74. Which month are you born in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;may .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;75. How are you feeling right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;76. What is the time now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;20.02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;77. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;as in what kinda tagged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;78.What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;brown, and regretted it terribly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;79. Why are you doing this test?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;kill time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;80. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;go play maple. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;81. At which age you wish to get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;guess what i dont know if i wanna even get married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;82. Who is more important to you? Girlfriends or friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;arent they the same thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;83. If today is the last day of your life, what will you do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;steal a car, and drive it super fast like in those video games,  go around with graffiti and vandalise whatevers in front of me, go skydiving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;84. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;cherie i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after it rains?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;86. If you have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;a new life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;87. What is your goal for this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;to get a life .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;88. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;whats that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;89. What feeling do you love most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;happyness? haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;90. Do you really think its Global Warming now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;of course. we're all gona die soon. jks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;91.What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;this feeling, feeling lifeless, worried and agitated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;93. Do you believe in God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;when things are sucky and the dont work out well, nope. if everything is amazing, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;94. Who cares for you most? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;my dad? okay, maybe me mom too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;95. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;right now, friends. and someone . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;96. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;erm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;97. What have you done regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;not having a life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;98. What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;theres always the window, jk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;99. What if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;cut off his balls or something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;100. How do you feel now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;lifeless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;oh how lifeless of me to do that. math tomorrow, learning formulas later. today's science was alright. screwed physics and chem. bio was okay. can't wait for tomorrow. =D  god i havent seen wangshi in like one bloody year. finally we can go out. phulwin in november too. haha i miss you guys like fuck. i cant believe after tomorrow, things are going to change, at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but it might be a little too late, dont you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-3002242398573110942?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3002242398573110942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=3002242398573110942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3002242398573110942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3002242398573110942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz-and-math.html' title='/quiz. and math.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8674656612021234070</id><published>2008-10-28T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:52:48.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/chinese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so we had chinese today, not going to say it was easy. the paper was 2 hours long, with 3 comprehensions, 1 summary, and one fill-in-the-blanks-with-helping-words thing. i screwed up the summary by not understanding the passage, and randomly underlining sentences and copying it down, only to find out i have exceeded the word limit when i counted the amount of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and comprehension wasnt much better. i didnt read (properly read) a single passage, just took note of the 'key words' in the question, and went back to the passage to find the answer. yes, that primary school foolproof method. just that its only meant for primary school. and the fill in the blanks thing i tried my best to look at weiyi's answers, only managed to get some but all the best to me.&lt;br /&gt; haha. science tomorrow. done with chem. have bio and physics left. and i have too many distractions like blogging, msn, gossip girl. GOSSIP GIRL!! i watched 9 episodes within 24hours, if it was spent on revision imagine what could've happened. hahah. and cherie's not waiting for me, she's at episode god knows what and im at 9 -___- blair wardolf is cool, the type of friend you wanna have just that she's bitchy sometimes oh well not everyones perfect ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyayyayyy happy holidays to anyone whos having holidays now ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8674656612021234070?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8674656612021234070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8674656612021234070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8674656612021234070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8674656612021234070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/10/chinese.html' title='/chinese'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-5100444605636508368</id><published>2008-10-27T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:20:59.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/quiz.</title><content type='html'>RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by :&lt;br /&gt;-cherie tan zj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy older than you?&lt;br /&gt;- maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to sch?&lt;br /&gt;-for my friendzz :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;- save half of it and move to hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend's stead?&lt;br /&gt;- noooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you have to choose one person between ur boyfriend &amp;amp; best friend, who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;- if they are my true friend and lover they wouldnt make me decide :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Hows life now?&lt;br /&gt;- worryinggg bout many stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- make the person he's attached to's life miserable in any way i can :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;-yupp!! everyone i like :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes you angry?&lt;br /&gt;- hmm, people to do the lip thing in photos, twits, HYPOCRISM(ahem) and some people .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;- let's keep that a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;- family, CLOSE friends, and the person i like :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the most important thing in life?&lt;br /&gt;- happyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is more important?Family or Career?&lt;br /&gt;- famillyyy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;- midnight blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;- i'll give as much as i CAN i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;- none! i'll go jump off a skyscraper for falling for 2 people at once~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;- not really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you want to tell the someone you like?&lt;br /&gt;- ALOT of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. 5 people I have tagged:&lt;br /&gt;no one in particular, anyone who cares to do this quiz....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\chinese tomorrow! dieeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-5100444605636508368?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5100444605636508368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=5100444605636508368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/5100444605636508368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/5100444605636508368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz.html' title='/quiz.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-2794649655737170518</id><published>2008-10-26T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T02:14:37.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/too early to say goodnight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haven posted since forever,, okay it's only since oct 18 but it seemed like forever.&lt;br /&gt;these few days are passing so slowly. i even forgot todays date, haha.&lt;br /&gt;been feeling rather empty lately. too much private server maple, and too little studying.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i didnt finish studying history and had to wake up at 6am on the day of the paper to cram some of yok's history study guide into my brain. and the stuff i expected would come out didnt! wthhhh. waste. they asked us to describe the social class of China, so i just put down the feudal system thing. there was one fact/opinion question too which i didnt know, gahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;And for RS, which i didnt study for, i left 1/3 the paper blank, and anyhow answered most of them. of course some i cheated; from my table to mariels table is one arm length..&lt;br /&gt;and the invigilator didnt take note of the new rule that students arent supposed to go off before the stipulated ending time of the paper, so she let half the class go 45mins aft the paper started, and we made too much noise so some teachers found out and they complained and she got scolded so the rest who didnt wanna go out were stuck in there for 45 more minutes! haha!&lt;br /&gt;yea, chinese, math and science left. wish me luck guyzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-2794649655737170518?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2794649655737170518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=2794649655737170518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/2794649655737170518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/2794649655737170518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/10/too-early-to-say-goodnight.html' title='/too early to say goodnight.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-3405113489051954566</id><published>2008-10-18T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T17:13:02.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiaaatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;On Hiatus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;till exams are over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;31st October people :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Might post on some days, don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahhaha ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-3405113489051954566?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3405113489051954566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=3405113489051954566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3405113489051954566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3405113489051954566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/10/hiaaatus.html' title='hiaaatus'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-3972799768800694622</id><published>2008-10-15T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:00:32.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blaah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, i have learnt my lesson. no more coming to school early. i rather risk being late than stoning like some retart in assembly.. yeah. today was nice, a good day for me. i did some badminton for PE, which wasnt so bad cause i love badminton :) but there's netball next week... IN THE FIELD. dammnnnn. and during lunch break i bought the guy uniform! only top of course. haha. it looks much much nicer than the girls one i swear! but it's kinda obvious and i'm going to have to avoid the vp and some teachers already.. haha. (i dont mind) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and curse my stupid brain cells i should have bought the polo shirt even if i didnt like it.. damn me. damn me. damn me. damn me. damn me. DAMN HELENA. :(  :(  :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha and chem was funny.. yok took out my mascara. and started applying on me. then miss seah was like 'this is not a beauty workshop! and why did you disturb helena by putting mascara on her? you knw shes not very good in chem!' ughh so gay. embarrassingggg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lalalala. good bye people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-3972799768800694622?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3972799768800694622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=3972799768800694622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3972799768800694622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3972799768800694622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/10/blaah_15.html' title='blaah'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8389602560730397121</id><published>2008-10-14T20:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:23:17.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blaah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;woke up late, had one cookie for breakfast, off to school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had another boring assembly. tutor time, then rs. never seen mr quek so &lt;i&gt;serial&lt;/i&gt; before, he shouted very loudly at the boys when they touched the projects, and they also complained that their marks weren't high enough, (which is kinda true if you ask me) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;english, i forgot to hand in my summary... -_- copied the whole of looking for dad poem which is one and a half pages long if you count the amount of lines. break was fine, went to miss soh's room to get some work done, then history. kinda borrrrring ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;math, had mock exam, sure fail. some assholes cheated. i fucking hate it when people get good marks but they cheated to get it. i dont feel good inside, don't they? -.- break again, ate alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had a damn fun chinese lesson, haha. chinese is slackkkk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then went home, in a very very good mood. until she smsed me, now i feel so betrayed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;those 2 fucking bitches, can't you just do the whole world a favour and jump off a skyscraper? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we won't miss you, trust us. you're going to get it from me someday, that's for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;/ i regret not buying the polo shirt. I DIDNT BUY IT, STUPID ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;arghhh, PE tomorrow. we're doing volleyball. fuuuuckkkkk PE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8389602560730397121?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8389602560730397121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8389602560730397121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8389602560730397121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8389602560730397121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/10/blaah.html' title='blaah'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8627835009645259345</id><published>2008-10-13T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:49:50.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helllloo. maid kinda scared me into waking up againnn -.- saying that my mom will send me to school so i cant be late blah blah, and ended up gettiing rdy 10 mins earlier, but my mom left without me. whatever. So i reached school at 8.10 damn early, had stomachache during assemblyy, english sucked, art was screwed, presenting next week. fucking screweddd. hope madam ong gets sick or something. and miss soh wants to set targets for me from tomorrow onwards.. which means no more slacking in math class ): here's some conversation with me, yok and miss soh today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;miss soh: helena, when am i going to get fridays work? its 10% of your grades.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yok and me: your next life :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;miss soh: well, you will get your 7 in your next life then.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ohwellls. and music was screwed too that ____ embarrassed me infront of the class, bitchhhh-o dont expect me to do another fcking project with you ever again annoying crapassss.&lt;br /&gt;yea so today they released the polo shirts, i dont really like it but i still might buy one. but someone looks hot in them. haha. polo shirts arent really my thingggg. i shall go complete my stupid homeworks nowww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8627835009645259345?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8627835009645259345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8627835009645259345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8627835009645259345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8627835009645259345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/10/helllloo.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-6340440027695328836</id><published>2008-10-12T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:46:59.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hiiii. today was boringggg, have so much work left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;screw art. screw art. screw art. screw art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;save me from this stupid projectttt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i only have the write up left, but the only thing is the freaking presentation!!!FUCK PRESENTATIONS!!!!!!111&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BLOODY HELLLL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;curse o.t.c . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope she doesnt take any pics, i think i shall request for no pics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ZZZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what i want now is a Fillet-o-fish to cheer me up ):  i'm so hungryyy. and my freaking parents are in a bad mood cause they scolded my sisters for not getting rdy by 5 cause they were supposed to bring them out.. lol. let's see how many projects i have due next week..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RS Project, Art fucking shit project, and son of a whore music, which reminds me omg we're not even done for music. we havent started on rs, for art we just have to finish the write up and logo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD DAMN IT.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the music and art is due tmr, rs is due on tuesday.. i can just go jump into a river now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since when was fucking art such a bloody important subject ,,  fucking hell thank god i'm not taking it next year. music too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;must be cause of this freaking school that my working attitude changed so much,argh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE ART!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE ART!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE ART!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE ART!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE ART!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE ART!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE ART!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE ART!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE ART!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE ART!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUCKIN HELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-6340440027695328836?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6340440027695328836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=6340440027695328836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6340440027695328836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6340440027695328836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/10/hiiii.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8204943063572214885</id><published>2008-10-07T23:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:51:01.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow i shall force myself to do P.E no matter what. Even if the guys are in the field or not. I've spent too much time thinking about stuff that'll affect me for no reasons, and that is my P.E grades. Even though P.E isn't that important, i shouldn't use that as an excuse to fail. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah so today we played Angels and Mortals during english, i really want a re-do in this shit. 2V sucks at keeping secrets. And i already know who my angel is, so it's kinda pointless now. I bet everyone in class knows who their angel is already. And another reason i want a re-do is to prevent my mortal from being disappointed, cause she didnt get any letters. I've got nothing GOOD to write about this mortal, so she better not expect anything much. Bitch-o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We can continue this for as long as you want, but it'll get old after a while, right? So every time and every day this goes on and on, my patience will wear out, and there'll be nothing left already. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8204943063572214885?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8204943063572214885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8204943063572214885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8204943063572214885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8204943063572214885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-can-i-decide-whats-right-when-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-6205440177560397335</id><published>2008-10-04T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:32:47.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want a privat range!</title><content type='html'>haha, i wish my dad owned a private range ,,&lt;br /&gt;the ones here are too crowded .&lt;br /&gt;or i wish we live really near one . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh im bored .&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do at home . . . &lt;br /&gt;xcept homework but mariels coming tomorrow to do with me .&lt;br /&gt;none of my friends are online nw ,, so im xtra bored ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another 19 days to exam ! i have to study alrdy T-T&lt;br /&gt;cause im afraid i might have to repeat year2 ,,no way !&lt;br /&gt;yeap ,another 4 more days to my sisters' birthday !&lt;br /&gt;thinking of what to get them . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday i dreamt that my sisters got 213 and 219 for psle .&lt;br /&gt;hope it doesnt come true , they have to get higher than that ! haha .&lt;br /&gt;should i let them come to my school ? will be very awkward again , hehe .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-6205440177560397335?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6205440177560397335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=6205440177560397335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6205440177560397335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6205440177560397335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-want-privat-range.html' title='i want a privat range!'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-442586599782176040</id><published>2008-10-04T12:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T12:48:19.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unproductive week.. again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can you help me? as i'm startin' to burn (all alone)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;too many doses and i'm starting to get an attraction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its saturday again.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i've just had another unproductive week, yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want dad to come back, to settle everything ,, hopefully .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel i need a new life, i've been so screwed up for this one and a half months . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someone killll me !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i knowww, let's talk about &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N is DAMN attractive in every way !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all lovveeeeee him right ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i am going N-uts again,, sorry if i am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gladys i love that n-uts name you gave me :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm feeling very weird now,, i don know why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna go shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-442586599782176040?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/442586599782176040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=442586599782176040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/442586599782176040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/442586599782176040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/10/unproductive-week-again.html' title='unproductive week.. again.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-1322718423668885044</id><published>2008-10-01T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:02:59.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;lazed around today, i'm such a loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea i'm a loser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you laze around more and you'll live to regret it, dumbass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;zzz. sucker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm in such a edgy mood again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh well, happy hari raya to anyone who reads this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even though it's almost over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dumbass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sucker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to wake uppp, will someone do me a big big favour and grab me by my shoulders and shake me as hard as you can? i need it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rightttt, i feel the need to shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someone bring me shopping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i havent been shopping for over a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i'm broke and stuck at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mommm, faster come backkkk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahhh i'll have to wait 'till after 8 october.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, my grandma just came in and i got told off for not switching the toilet lights off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;come on, even my 4 year old brother remembers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes i feel like, my IQ is 25.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn what the fuck is wrong with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna die earlyyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna die earlyyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't think im having suicidal thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just feel it's better to die young when you feel like that all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh wellll. i shall go sleep now and look forward to another stupid day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or better, dont wake up at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-1322718423668885044?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1322718423668885044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=1322718423668885044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1322718423668885044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1322718423668885044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-4784292388203627087</id><published>2008-09-25T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T18:05:23.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yay i aced the hist test ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;28/28 :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this week has been good actually. not many bad things happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it ends tomorrow ): cuz it's friday ): ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friday why must you come so fastttt, damn you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well today was fun, i arrived super early. hmm. played during chinese, laughed too loud a few times, meichen and i almost made spitballs but we made too much noise so teacher scolded me.. haha but it was all in the name of fun :) hmm had a nice history class, slacked during math.. learned the &lt;em&gt;stuff&lt;/em&gt; during bio, some people asked stupid questions, which was what annoyed me most. and during lunch break i sat at the science terrace and me and julin were 'decorating' the tables with meichen's penknife.. you get what i mean. so now im chatting with cherie on msn, being very lifeless as usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friday dont come pleaseeee ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-4784292388203627087?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4784292388203627087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=4784292388203627087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/4784292388203627087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/4784292388203627087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_25.html' title='.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-1385329173549480379</id><published>2008-09-24T22:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:16:03.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby we're almost there :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am currently attempting to multi-task by learning my history key words and blogging. i am going to ace this test tomorrow so whoever out there who doubts that can eat my dust tomorrow :) ooh ooh my favourite breaking benjamin song is playing on my itunes now ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i just got this mail from friendster... like 30 seconds ago. it said " &lt;strong&gt;Friendster Reminder - peanuts's Birthday is Today - September 23&lt;/strong&gt; " way to go Friendster. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fs is like the most stupid ass shit hole thing on earth. lags like hell and its really braincell-less most of the time. and i'm thinking of deleting this blog or just making it private.. no one reads it and i feel like im doing all this for the fun of it.. which is kinda true. and i have 3 taggers, Cherie, Gladys and Phu Lwin. where have the others gone? ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anywayyyy, today was a good day. mr teh/tay didnt scold me for pretending to be sick for PE, which is kinda obvious cause it's the 4th week i'm skipping PE. hahaha. yes and screw the bio test i'm going to failll. tomorrow is thursday, but i cant go to CLB, i feel extra there ): curse the mandarin chinese class, why cant they send them back to chinese b? ): ): ): then i will have friends to go to if i escape there :/ shit shit shit. hate higher chinese. hate higher chinese. maybe i will buy 3 hash browns and 1 coke before i go in and i'll play the paper game thing with maxine and meichen again :D :D :D okay my parents are leaving for london in an hour's time, and they'll be going to italy immediately after that so i wont see them for 2 weeks how sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay i have to go be a good student now and go and slp early :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-1385329173549480379?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1385329173549480379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=1385329173549480379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1385329173549480379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1385329173549480379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_24.html' title='.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8197456134065420089</id><published>2008-09-23T17:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:25:24.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need to know what you were saying to me &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why didnt i put my persistance to good use that moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohhhhh wellll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i might be going to Chinese B on thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that is if i have friends to go with me cuz mariel wont be there ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all foreigners have to go to stupid Mandarin Chinese ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that means no excuses to go there. shit! JUST WHEN WU LAO SHI LET ME GO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHHHH. ): ): ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anw, my half an hr in chinese B today was nice (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wu lao shi didnt scold me for being 45 minutes late for chinese! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(needed 15 minutes go muster up courage to go into class, and also to try and see if CLB tcher would let me back in cause she chased me out ): )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;so i might be in school tomorrow, might not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hopefully not cause i want to skip soccer assesment &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i get to miss bio test! &lt;/s&gt; I AM GOING TO SCHOOL TOMORROW -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha, i had fun today :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8197456134065420089?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8197456134065420089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8197456134065420089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8197456134065420089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8197456134065420089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_23.html' title='.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-602415797483404080</id><published>2008-09-22T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:47:36.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stuck on you 'till the end of time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm too tired to fight your rhyme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stuck on you 'till the end of time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me trapped inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's 20 cool points for insulting someone you dont know well on facebook &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha, blog tomorrow. but in case i dont,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's an early birthday wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIMBERLY AND PHULWIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-602415797483404080?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/602415797483404080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=602415797483404080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/602415797483404080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/602415797483404080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_22.html' title='.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-577139832323347373</id><published>2008-09-18T16:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:01:33.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIREDDDDDDDDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard school ends at 4.30 on alternate days next year.&lt;br /&gt;is it freaking true? wtffff. i'll be dead when i reach home.&lt;br /&gt;shittttt.&lt;br /&gt;these few days have been crappy.&lt;br /&gt;which means i'll be on hiatus&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not too fond of asking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-577139832323347373?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/577139832323347373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=577139832323347373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/577139832323347373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/577139832323347373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-so-tireddddddddd-i-heard-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-5766232793790615931</id><published>2008-09-16T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T17:05:34.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so let me say that i love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're all that i ever wanted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all that i've ever dreamed of to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and yes, you did come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want you so bad, can you feel it too?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know i'm so, i'm so in love with you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He didnt come to school today. oh wellllz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ahhh soccer tomorrowww. sucks to soccer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i want an mc for tmr!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-5766232793790615931?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5766232793790615931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=5766232793790615931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/5766232793790615931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/5766232793790615931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-let-me-say-that-i-love-you-youre-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-3564866768639263556</id><published>2008-09-15T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:16:10.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tongue tied.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need a little more luck than a little bit &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cause every time i get stuck, the words won't fit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and every time that i try to get tougue tied&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need a little good love to get me by.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was niceeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy mood the whole time. especially for music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;free period :) got chased around the whole school haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hm i dont feel like posting today. or now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WANT MY NEW BAG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT MY MOM'S HOME SO I CANT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARGHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-3564866768639263556?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3564866768639263556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=3564866768639263556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3564866768639263556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3564866768639263556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/tongue-tied.html' title='tongue tied.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-2268194363811856947</id><published>2008-09-14T13:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:26:04.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna go swimming ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont say we're not meant to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can hear the neighbours swimming in their OWN backyard pool now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makes me feel like joining them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i havent swam since... June? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WANNA GO SWIMMING ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i used to swim once a week, without fail, after track when i was Primary 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i had the stamina and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now it's all lost cause i quitted swimming class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i wish i had a backyard pool like my neihgbours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;swimming at night is the best thing ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i would like to try that one day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i can't do all that today cause i have freaking tuition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shit tuition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my mom wont get me a phone too. wont they goddamn understand that it wasnt my fault that fucking sony ericsson doesnt know how the manufacture phones PROPERLY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shit this shit that. i get so angry whenever the subject of my phone is brought up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;parents going to London on 25th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YESYES LIP SMACKERS :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish today will quickly pass and monday will be here.. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shites, i think you're becoming the reason i go to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it doesnt matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think yesterday i did the best piece of tuition homework ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Statistics could be my thing. and i never wrote so neatly too. o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. oh welllll. 38 more days to exams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;better pull up my socks and start revising before it's too late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, lunch is here. bye :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;10.13PM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY IS IT SO HARD TO GET WHAT I WANT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M NOT ASKING MUCH, SERIOUSLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY ARE MY PARENTS SO &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; UNDERSTANDING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;thanks to sista for the $50 loan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm going to use it to get the Billabong bag i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Parents, it's too bad i've to get it myself cause i dont give a shit about you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;scold me all you want, you should have thought about how i'll feel sometimes first.&lt;br /&gt;and i really dont know how fucked up is my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm only asking for a new phone. and it doesnt have to be anything big. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i would be damn happy with a w910i already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;won't you understand that my old phone spoiled? and i didnt freaking spoil it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to those people out there who get an iPhone or change their phone every year you better thank your lucky stars. all these must be influence from acs int'l for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know what idiot parents some kids there have, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't they know in a few years time there'll be a food shortage?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;prices are increasing so badly and only some people will manage to understand what we're going to face in the future. not want to get ready for it? prepare to fight for food when the time comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wtf is wrong with this world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-2268194363811856947?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2268194363811856947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=2268194363811856947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/2268194363811856947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/2268194363811856947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wanna-go-swimming.html' title='i wanna go swimming ):'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-6859094656246388405</id><published>2008-09-13T11:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:05:47.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i count the days 'till you're mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am deadd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my tutor msged my mom to complain about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but nothing can ruin my HAPPY HAPPY mood :D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STUFF TO DO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#&lt;strong&gt;BUY GRAPH PAPER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#Finish up history&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#finish up art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#go to the gym more often&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#go out more often (when was the last time i had a nice trip to orchard?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#wait for next friday (or thursday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#tell mom i need a private tutor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#start rmbing stuff taught in tuition (if possible)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#be happy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#talk to &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; more in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-6859094656246388405?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6859094656246388405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=6859094656246388405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6859094656246388405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6859094656246388405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-count-days-till-youre-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8816492678606968239</id><published>2008-09-12T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:15:05.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D :D :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M A HAPPY HAPPY GIRL (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was one of the best school days i had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything kinda went the way i wanted to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mariel came over today, we got super stressed out by the History project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we kept cursing everthing, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we managed to get the info done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;left with the sources which i'm going to send her later. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;these days havent been really sad. i'm happier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the best thing this week happened this morning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8816492678606968239?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8816492678606968239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8816492678606968239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8816492678606968239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8816492678606968239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-happy-happy-girl-today-was-one-of.html' title=':D :D :D'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-4113083326594181199</id><published>2008-09-10T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:43:43.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm, i feel much better now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks to cherie, mariel and gladys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really dont know how i'd survive without your advices. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like seriously, i really dont know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm going to be patient, and POSITIVE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i won't jump into conclusions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll let time tell everthing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if it happens, be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if it doesnt, it's God's decision and it will always be a blessing disguise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from everything that's happened to me, i'll know it's a blessing in disguise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from the raffles thing, coming to acs was a new start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i just have to keep faith as the number 1 thing in whatever i do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's what i always tell myself whenever i think of stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know why i dont do what my mind tells me, it's about time i start to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i really should start looking around and thanking God for whatever i have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friends, family, school, and just how lucky i am to know all these people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yup so today was a good day in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doing soccer for PE, i'll take note to fake sick and be absent on wednesdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-4113083326594181199?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4113083326594181199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=4113083326594181199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/4113083326594181199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/4113083326594181199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/now-i-may-seem-like-loser.html' title='.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-5720702893168971582</id><published>2008-09-09T17:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:49:23.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warheads.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make the sun come up on a cloudy day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was a total shit day.&lt;br /&gt;nothing went my way yea.&lt;br /&gt;the only funny thing that happened today&lt;br /&gt;was during lunch, mariel bought Warheads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SMZIUUjO_BI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6QoHqFb75aw/s1600-h/warheads+junior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243958330070596626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SMZIUUjO_BI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6QoHqFb75aw/s320/warheads+junior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then we dared Maxine to eat 17 pieces at a go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and she did. but she spat it out after a while, zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then julin ate 13. also spat out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i took the remaining 9. but i finished :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they called me freak cause my face was expressionless when i ate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe cause it's only 9 pieces? heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;besides this, whole day was shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tomorrow better be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-5720702893168971582?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5720702893168971582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=5720702893168971582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/5720702893168971582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/5720702893168971582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/warheads.html' title='Warheads.'/><author><name>Helena</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SMZIUUjO_BI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6QoHqFb75aw/s72-c/warheads+junior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290411900418614190.post-145563393507850612</id><published>2008-09-08T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:54:21.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't talk, I won't breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't move 'till you finally see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you belong with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You might think I don't look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But deep inside the corner of my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm attached to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I'm afraid to know the answer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you want me too?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause my heart keeps falling faster&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've waited all my life t&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;o cross this line&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the only thing that's true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I will not hide, it's time to try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anything to be with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All my life i've waited&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't know what you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every time you walk into the room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm afraid to move&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just scared to know the ending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you even know you met me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What else can I say? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This song tells it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&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/5290411900418614190-145563393507850612?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/145563393507850612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=145563393507850612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/145563393507850612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/145563393507850612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-5813676896620794698</id><published>2008-09-08T16:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:21:22.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if I wanted to break&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laugh it all off in your face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's Term 4 people, doesnt time pass fast?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Term 4 - the term of exams, work and of course, holiday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before we know it, it's Term 1 '09 all over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had a really weird and disturbing dream last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woke up at 5.45 feeling all shocked and stuff, but i calmed down and went back to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was okay.. not the most ideal first day of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i was happy to see everyone again, after 1 week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the best part of today was skipping 15minutes of art with Maxine and going to the third level near-staircase area to have a nice, pour-it-all-out chat with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and mrs tan made a big, big mistake today. i can't imagine how i'll react if it happened to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that's when apologizing won't help cause the damage is already done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one good thing about today, last guitar lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i need someone to talk to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need someone to tell everything to, cause my problems aren't solved yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I give myself until the end of this week to get myself back on track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm a patient person, but i'll only be patient for the things worth waiting for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you still keep me waiting, i'll just assume you're unsure of yourself and i'll go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tried looking through Google for what my weird dream meant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guess it's too weird to be deciphered. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm really hating this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so it's 11.12 pm, and while waiting for my hair to dry, i was looking at my bm friends' blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i realise how things are different compared from there and acs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's just a totally different society, which means different behaviour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You guys also put up pictures, which makes me think of those sec 1 days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and where you don't have to worry about making friends :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there was just this thing that made us all friends, where looks or possessions don't matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but in acs no matter what you do, there's always people bitching about you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even people you don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they don't have this &lt;em&gt;we're-all-friends&lt;/em&gt; thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But there's also good about Acs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh well, don't know what i'm talking about as usual, goodnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-5813676896620794698?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5813676896620794698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=5813676896620794698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/5813676896620794698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/5813676896620794698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-if-i-wanted-to-break-laugh-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-45839497394249388</id><published>2008-09-08T08:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:04:05.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sept 8.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good luck to me on the first day of school :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My hair looks weird today, hopefully no one notices my haircut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But my face looks much better i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay. i gotta go in 7 minutes.. needa pack my bag now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bye guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-45839497394249388?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/45839497394249388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=45839497394249388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/45839497394249388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/45839497394249388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/sept-8.html' title='Sept 8.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-7342187561005930937</id><published>2008-09-06T11:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T11:47:28.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;fuck sony ericsson phone repairers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now my phone can't be repaired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they told us the screen was cracked? wtf? and there's no crack on my screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fuck you sony ericsson phone repairers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now my dad doesn't wanna give me a new phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so don't bother calling me as i rather die to use the other shitty phones at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i also wasted this year's birthday present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a PSP would have been a much better decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SHIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DONT EVER BUY SE W960i PHONE, PEOPLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-7342187561005930937?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7342187561005930937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=7342187561005930937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/7342187561005930937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/7342187561005930937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/fuck.html' title='fuck'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-1680780674775892838</id><published>2008-09-01T18:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T11:48:09.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, i stay in love with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We all know that we can't be perfect, and no one is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God gives you good traits, but bad traits too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the bad traits He gives you, you just have to deal with it by making the best out of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like they say, God is fair to everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know God is fair to me, but why did He have to give me one of the worst traits ever? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He gave me a decent image, height, and mind which i thank Him very much for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But why did he have to make me lazy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EDIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WTF I PASSED CHINESE? HAHAHHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND I ONLY FAILED ART AND MATHS! WOOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my highest was 6 for history.. well miss morris could have given &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me 7 for effort no? but i'm happy with 6 for achievement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but not satisfied if i dont get my 7-7 !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm going to work on my math, too. Grade: 3-3 ( failed )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess i only get 6 for history cause i'm interested in it. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are my not-so-beautiful grades:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Effort/Achievement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Art: &lt;/strong&gt;3 / 3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English: &lt;/strong&gt;5/4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Higher Chinese: &lt;/strong&gt;4/4 ( dude wtf )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History: &lt;/strong&gt;5/6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Math: &lt;/strong&gt;3/3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Religious Studies: &lt;/strong&gt;4/4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Science: &lt;/strong&gt;5/4 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;soooo, will dad be happy? guess not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;needa work. and im pissed at him he just scolded me for not hearing him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHEN I HAD MY EARPIECES ON&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOW FUCKTARDED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-1680780674775892838?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1680780674775892838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=1680780674775892838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1680780674775892838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1680780674775892838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/09/he-smiled-she-smiled-and-they-knew-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-1054370568639314013</id><published>2008-08-30T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T18:27:02.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS HAS TO BE THE MOST BORING SATURDAY EVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-1054370568639314013?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1054370568639314013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=1054370568639314013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1054370568639314013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1054370568639314013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-has-to-be-most-boring-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-4570459339322062636</id><published>2008-08-29T12:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T18:00:32.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;currently waiting for princess CHERIE TAN to get rdy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we're meeting up at nyps. andddd, she's taking forever cause she lives far far away while for me, i can see nyps' clock tower from my room window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;teacher's day celebration today, most of the teachers deserved the awards for Student's Choice Awards i guess.. i'm kinda sad ms. seah didnt get any though );&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HURRY CHERIEEEE. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, going for lunch now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm going to miss you more than you can ever imagine for this one week holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EDIT.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met cherie at about 1.35/1.40pm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She looks so different. compared to last year. hohoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;havent seen her for... almost 14 months. missed the crapping loads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm. met at coro. cause &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; is lost. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then she wanted to get a drink, walked arnd a lot. and i bought a cutie nigt before christmas keychain &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;we practically wandered around the Nyps/Coronation/Crown Centre area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;super uber fun to be with her! and it was so funny when we shared poppiah, 2 pieces each. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i finished 2 pieces with finesse. someone cannot use chopsticks properly. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okok, she wanted to go to nanyang but they closed at 1230, wtf? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so nowhere to go. soo we were alr dying of boredom at 3.30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then we decided to go my house. which is 10mins walk away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so went my hse. watched drama. then we did something meanie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MEAN. A MEAN MASTERPIECE. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she went home at 5 ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fun fun fun day :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay my lip smackers arrived too!&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-4570459339322062636?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4570459339322062636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=4570459339322062636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/4570459339322062636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/4570459339322062636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/holidays.html' title='holidays?'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-5550084513000596033</id><published>2008-08-28T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:35:48.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me 'bout it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me how I feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How you feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if the feeling's real&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO, SO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-5550084513000596033?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5550084513000596033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=5550084513000596033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/5550084513000596033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/5550084513000596033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/tell-me-bout-it-tell-me-how-i-feel-how.html' title='I LOVE YOU.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-308839592219202462</id><published>2008-08-27T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:02:14.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl it's what you do to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's got me saying &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn girl, you're so fine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way you let me put it down, girl &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just blows my mind&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm sooo addicted to Damn Girl ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though it's not from my point of view, and i can't relate to it much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's such a sweet song ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was nuts. not a good day at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-308839592219202462?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/308839592219202462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=308839592219202462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/308839592219202462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/308839592219202462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/damn-girl.html' title='damn girl.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-7948544935100881264</id><published>2008-08-26T16:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:57:22.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause if your love was all I had&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In this life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well that would be enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until the end of time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today wasnt exactly great.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, it COULD be the best day ever, if what you said to me is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cried in chinese today. cause of maxine's songs and the thought of what just happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm failing RS, by 6%. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need to get away fast, there's too many distractions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just wish i could bring you along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YOK I WILL MISS YOU. COME BACK FAST ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-7948544935100881264?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7948544935100881264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=7948544935100881264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/7948544935100881264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/7948544935100881264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-need-answer-from-you-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-3242087730411202576</id><published>2008-08-25T16:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:33:39.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it should have been me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;awww, what a day, of good and bad. i'm going to get a demerit because of comic life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh well, live with it. i dont feel like posting right now.. today wasn't very good towards the end..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that electric touch of yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;CHERIE YOU ROCK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who never fails to cheer me up by making funny and evil stories of people i'm angry with and make me laugh non-stop and help me forget everything that happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why didn't we get to know each other sooner? HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even though we have disagreements everyday, we'll always have jokes, agreements and funny imaginary stories of people we hate to cover up (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's the reason why i fall asleep in a good mood all the time :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm going to sound funny saying this, but READERS PLS TAG ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Always the same people tagging -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-3242087730411202576?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3242087730411202576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=3242087730411202576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3242087730411202576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3242087730411202576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-should-have-been-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8878775782302047760</id><published>2008-08-22T16:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:10:00.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>future future future :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm learning to fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can hardly breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I'm going down don't worry about me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't try this at home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You said you don't see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to know that you know, it should have been me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey peepo. i was reading my old blogs, and i've realised things changed. and i changed too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i even typed differently. Last time:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you = yoo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;la = larh/luhhs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;G = Q (eg. twitting = twittinqq) [wth? lollers]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha = haas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and = &amp;amp; (who the hell did i learn being stupid from, haha)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eeew.. i can't bear to think of others. i SO feel like an idiot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but there were good times too ): i remember we were so carefree on those days, nothing on our minds but going out after school, talking on the phone, maplin&lt;em&gt;qq&lt;/em&gt; (kidding) , and going to school just to see our beloved friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Cherie tan has got the honour to read how stupid i was from July 2006 till now.. and shes nudging me repatedly, copy/pasting what idiotic stuff i wrote and laughing it off. awww, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know in about 1 year's time, Future Helena will be reading this too. so hey future helena, how's it going? fine i hope .___. really really hope. how will future helena look like? will she have a boyf? (lol) and what will she think when she reads this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;school was fine. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;argh im so crazy over you.&lt;/span&gt; i'm scared of the future ): very scared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but excited too. i wonder how i will be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is to anyone who remembers my old blog urls. interested you can go and read :) and also prepare to laugh your asses off :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&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/5290411900418614190-8878775782302047760?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8878775782302047760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8878775782302047760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8878775782302047760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8878775782302047760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/future-future-future.html' title='future future future :)'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-519412301499382728</id><published>2008-08-21T15:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:21:31.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am currently the most:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-delighted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-overjoyed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-ecstatic&lt;br /&gt;person in the world. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't bother about you anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If i take revenge, i'm just going to stoop as low as you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but don't expect me to treat you as if you're one of my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wait, we were never friends. bitch. so what makes you think i'll care so much about what you say? the only one that's going to be at loss is you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on a happier note, today was great. GREAT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and sorry yok for spreading the germmms to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;may we recover fast. HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you catch a breath when i look at you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;are you holding back like the way i do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-519412301499382728?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/519412301499382728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=519412301499382728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/519412301499382728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/519412301499382728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-currently-most-happy-delighted.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8671153545736846120</id><published>2008-08-20T15:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:10:59.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are days when outside your window,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see my reflection as I slowly pass &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I long for this mirrored perspective, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when we'll be lovers, lovers at last&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.sg.msn.com/sci-tech/article.aspx?cp-documentid=1631680"&gt;http://news.sg.msn.com/sci-tech/article.aspx?cp-documentid=1631680&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;scary. what if my ipod catches fire? ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, i had fun in school today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt bad skipping archery assesment, but i was on MC so i have an excuse ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it's fun to tease mariel, during english abel, fabian and i kept calling her apple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and searching the dictionary for the defenition of "apple", and readin it out to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;applesauce, crab apple (whatever that is), apple pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And saying apple in chinese and bahasa indonesia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but after a while it got boring, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yes, during english we also played charades with taboo cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uber fun. but some of us got kinda sick words like, G-string, briefs, strip, babe and had to act very sexily, or whatever's mentioned. still, it's good fun. i went up to act and i remembered i got mad cow disease but i skipped it. -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anw, i hope miss morris doesnt notice i didn't go to detention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:/ if im caught it might result in a freaking demerit or whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;obviously miss morris doesn't know how to give demerits because they stay with you till you graduate, and __ also got one for not bringing textbook, twice ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;History is starting to get boring, really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all we do is sit there and do what she says as if we're robots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*reconsiders taking history next year* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay see you people, helena's rest time :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&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/5290411900418614190-8671153545736846120?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8671153545736846120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8671153545736846120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8671153545736846120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8671153545736846120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/there-are-days-when-outside-your-window.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-3286351921630222633</id><published>2008-08-19T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:27:50.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you ever think, when you’re all alone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JULIN, one of the prettiest girls i know :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today during break Julin brought out the cake some guy called Thanapon bought her &lt;em&gt;ohh&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha, i kid. it was a very delicious fruit cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i like fruit cake, minus the fruit :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, after all of us had some she went to bring a piece to Thanapon in the tennis court, so hell yea i followed ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TENNIS COURT! &lt;/strong&gt;ahh he was there!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going to chinese B next year, if mommy dearest allows ); &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cant cope in higher and express sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going off to see doctor later, long time since i paid him a visit, heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you said, hey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-3286351921630222633?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3286351921630222633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=3286351921630222633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3286351921630222633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3286351921630222633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/do-you-ever-think-when-youre-all-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-4950910733261224573</id><published>2008-08-18T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:45:20.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>msn:&lt;br /&gt;maybe if you knew i cared says:&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DONT KNOW WHAT TO SAY&lt;br /&gt;maybe if you knew i cared says:&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE KILL ME PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes someone kill me, i suck. i'm lousy. a loser at this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FUUUUCK, I HATE BEING SICK. I HATE FLU AND SORETHROAT. I DONT WANA GO TO SCHOOL TOMORROW!! IM SNEEZING LIKE A MAD COW. NOOOOOOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-4950910733261224573?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4950910733261224573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=4950910733261224573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/4950910733261224573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/4950910733261224573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/msn.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-153350371919931293</id><published>2008-08-18T18:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:37:20.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SKlaQXze6fI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/AvOEEH7Skko/s1600-h/love_again_by_dorcigirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235815279109270002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SKlaQXze6fI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/AvOEEH7Skko/s320/love_again_by_dorcigirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm racking my brain for a new improved way&lt;br /&gt;To let you know your more to me than what I know how to say&lt;br /&gt;You're ok with the way this is going to be&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be thing we've ever seen &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;I was late for school today.. so i have to prepare for early bird soon. Couldnt sleep last night, sleeping has just got harder for me (insomnia?) Hmm and, i need someone to give me wake -up calls, maybe that would help much? It's embarrassing to be one of the familiar faces walking into the hall after flag-raising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think lost Danielle's maths textbook today, which means i have to give her mine. dayummm. and today my grandfather forgot to give me money so i had to borrow from Danielle and now i owe her two bucks. And on my way to the range, i forgot to bring rubberbands so my grandpa sent me somewhere and i bought pretty glittery and plain rubberbands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well Maxine just came online and i just gave her a nudge (; it's fun to have a friend whose crush is in your crush's class too. Oops i just said that. I have history project of the feudal system due tomorrow and i havent started yet. so much for working hard in hist. but i will still strive for a 7 in effort :x and i also have chinese spelling to learn.. which i dont learn. Haha oh well gotta run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i detest you for who you are, sucker (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-153350371919931293?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/153350371919931293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=153350371919931293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/153350371919931293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/153350371919931293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-im-racking-my-brain-for-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SKlaQXze6fI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/AvOEEH7Skko/s72-c/love_again_by_dorcigirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290411900418614190.post-1563197440589994291</id><published>2008-08-17T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T12:35:47.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>homework sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Long as I know you got me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be loving you long time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rushing on my english essay now. mrs tan wants me to write &lt;em&gt;sophisticatedly&lt;/em&gt; eh? i'll show her sophisticated. as for art, give up already. and i have to rush my history "illustration of the feudal system" project.. *whines* who knew year 2 could be alr quite stressful, i'd hate to think of the year 4's stress level. oh yes, and i'm replacing art with history. so i'll have no creative shit in my subject list next year, which is gooood. cause i'm backwards in music and art. oh well i have to get started before my dad comes back.. -_______- life is so depressing when you're piled up to the nose with work, esp when your a student supposing to be enjoying life, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and playing golf :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-1563197440589994291?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1563197440589994291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=1563197440589994291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1563197440589994291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1563197440589994291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/homework-sucks.html' title='homework sucks.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-7824557196658268398</id><published>2008-08-16T11:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T19:58:01.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And why should I be sane without you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, things have to change from now on.&lt;br /&gt;I must change my working attitude, and get my life organized.&lt;br /&gt;today we had igsce subject option whatever in school.. i didnt pay attention much to the stuff they were talking about.. was only paying attention to mr. dreamy.&lt;br /&gt;and the subjects i will most likely be taking next yr are..&lt;br /&gt;Eng, Lit, E Maths, Physics and Bio, Spanish and Chinese, Geo, Art.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to be a linguist, hohoho. but i'm going to have to build up some foundation in spanish. i wanna take it as a Second lang and chinese as third d:&lt;br /&gt;hmm, after that went to heeren.. bought one Old Skool! shirt from queen's couture. and the coolest Lacoste shoes, but my mom was the one who bought the most things.. haha. i think she came back with.. 3 pairs of shorts, 1 pair of shoes, 3 shirts? lolll. today was a goooood dayy. just that i have homework piling up.. ):&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-7824557196658268398?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7824557196658268398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=7824557196658268398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/7824557196658268398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/7824557196658268398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-3584710558403741984</id><published>2008-08-15T16:57:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T20:44:15.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I fell in love, in love, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;W&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ith you suddenly. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now theres no place else, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could be, but, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here in your arms. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yo. when i reached schl today i got into so much hassle just because i didnt bring the stupid school tie.. they almost made me buy one for $10 so retarded. the Business Enterprise club is officially my enemy. Mr Png let me off at last.. but i need to have my freaking tie on monday great embarrassment... shits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;erm erm oh ya nobu was soooo cute when he went up to stage and made a short thank you speech to our school.. so many year 2s were cheering for him xD Hmm then during bio i got nobu's email, number, address (lol) .. and at abt 2pm they had to go alr.. alot of us sent them to the office.. and after that when they were going to leave nobu cried on his suitcase!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;awww . then maxine and i hugged him. after that maxine and i went to mrs tan's class to find yok and mariel and when we were looking at this pic mariel took of nobu's really sweet note to us and we still could make out what he was writing.. and then was when....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that was when ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cried. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahha. well i'll miss them soooo much ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH YES! MAXINE, I'M SOOOOO HAPPY FOR YOU!! AHHHH. YOU KNOW WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and, I LOVE YOU JAPAN &lt;33 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-3584710558403741984?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3584710558403741984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=3584710558403741984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3584710558403741984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3584710558403741984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-2541374407138908250</id><published>2008-08-14T16:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:32:26.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love of mine some day you will die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'll be close behind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll follow you into the dark&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Today was a gooooooooood day. especially &lt;strong&gt;prayer&lt;/strong&gt; *gasp gasp*&lt;br /&gt;except for history we had our key word test and i was too stooopid to keep staring at 2X's seating chart during the test and when miss morris said the definition of "democracy" i wrote "decentralised government" and that caused me to lose my full marks. 26/28. dumb right? i wanna shoot myself. zzz. ahhh after school to Haagen Daaz with Nobu, Taka, Maxine, Mariel, Lihui, Yok, Nicola, Rachel, Ju Lin, Mei Chen and Katerina yes thats a big group hoho. i had ONE SCOOP cookies and cream and that cost me $10.45 retarded price i know.. money down the drain T.T and i was happy mostly today, especially for before history while walking to class, morning time and when we were going to be dismissed during bio.. hahha not telling why :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-2541374407138908250?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2541374407138908250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=2541374407138908250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/2541374407138908250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/2541374407138908250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-4867715552866561457</id><published>2008-08-13T15:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:33:47.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re it p:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If someone said three years from now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'd be long gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd stand up and punch them out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause they're all wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i cant wait for tomorrow we might be going out with Nobu and Taka their the cutest japanese boys i've ever met :DD i think i forgot to mention they joined us on tuesday for some immersion programme.. only for 3 days ): i want them to stay longer!! their are SOOOO adorable everyone loves them! their our age but they look like my younger bro im serious. Ahhhhh. adobrable adorable. anyway today for PE we did archery i was so close to bullseye i got the yellow part mannnn. the Belgian chocolate mrs tan gave out divine. but i couldnt get a second piece.. but i got 3 pieces of toffee and i finished up all the assortment chocs ._. fat fat fat helena.&lt;br /&gt;in the morning i was pissed with yok but it was over something so stupid. hmphhhhh and someone has been bitching about me ohh.. watch out bitch dont think i dont know =) later i shoot archery arrow fly right into your chest hahaa sadistic i know.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oops gotta go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and oh yes.. good luck to C' Div Rugby boys.. do us proud, haha. and good luck to year 4's and my yummy vanilla for their prelims tmr too.. if any of you are actually reading this, lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-4867715552866561457?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4867715552866561457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=4867715552866561457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/4867715552866561457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/4867715552866561457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-someone-said-three-years-from-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-7618668606590407056</id><published>2008-08-12T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:44:20.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/Heels Over Head.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Boys Like Girls - Heels Over Head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got your runaway smile in my piggybank baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gonna cash it right in for a new Mercedes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I drive a hundred thousand miles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you let me stay a while?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wow Madam Ong didnt even ASK me for the project, i worried so much for no reason.. and i'm lazy to do now. the foolish never learn do they? i suppose not. anyways, OMGOMG. HAHA. I'M ON GOLF CHANNEL NOW AND A GOLFER JUST SLIPPED INTO THE POND AFTER HITTING A SHOT. HILARIOUS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, today mrs. tan gave us chocolate which was nice but i can't wait for the belgian one she's going to give out tmr hohoho. i'm starting to be annoyed by yok she still ignores me when i ask her for help during maths. and she even asked me &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; i was mad at her during lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mmmm, craving for Toblerone now. i'm so going to regret this. look at what chocolate does to your figure and complexion ): so what its supposed to be good for you cause it contains cocoa thingies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&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/5290411900418614190-7618668606590407056?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7618668606590407056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=7618668606590407056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/7618668606590407056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/7618668606590407056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/heels-over-head.html' title='/Heels Over Head.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-1268153098530467632</id><published>2008-08-11T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:42:46.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Helena is officially dead (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She has not started on her Comic Life project which is due tomorrow, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and also has not started on her history write-up which is ALSO due tomorrow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And she has spent the whole day sitting in front of the computer,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which makes her a no-lifer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello readers.&lt;br /&gt;i have already planned my excuse for NOT doing Art.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just say i forgot my thumbdrive (:&lt;br /&gt;Anddd i have to start soon...&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to ask Maxine for her carebear -__- ...&lt;br /&gt;Which makes things even worse..&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, i'll leave you guys hanging here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-1268153098530467632?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1268153098530467632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=1268153098530467632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1268153098530467632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1268153098530467632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/helena-is-officially-dead-she-has-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8493983951353648021</id><published>2008-08-09T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:00:28.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy National Day, Singapore.</title><content type='html'>I'm going to sound stupid posting this,&lt;br /&gt;but its for whoever that cares.&lt;br /&gt;so to anyone who gives a shyt about Singapore turning 43,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, horror night was kinda &lt;em&gt;awesome. &lt;/em&gt;I forgot my jacket but it was kind of Wynton to lend me his &lt;strong&gt;Liverpool&lt;/strong&gt; jacket. I shouldnt have forgotten it cause the temperature was 16degs and i felt bad that Wynton had to hide in his sleeping bag ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. we watched a few movies, but i think i enjoyed Gothika most. I slept at about 5.45 to 6am? not sure. how i survived? -Red Bull from wynton. nachos and coke too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The horror maze was fun too.,even though i screamed alot cuz after that some random guy came up to me and asked me if i was the girl who screamed alot -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad i have no pictures ): it was too dark and i was lazy anyway :P And i remember during some movies when the scary parts where here, some year 3s behind will shout out " SEX! " and make the whole hall laugh. lol.&lt;br /&gt;andddd, the hall floor was impossible to sleep on. woke up at 7.10am with my whole body aching. Went home at 7.35, and slept more at home until 11. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariel's Birthday party tomorrow :D &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8493983951353648021?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8493983951353648021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8493983951353648021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8493983951353648021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8493983951353648021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-national-day-singapore.html' title='Happy National Day, Singapore.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8812942879917086541</id><published>2008-08-08T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T16:32:12.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>72%</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm looking at you through the glass, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't know how much time has passed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh God it feels like forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welll, i'll be using both xanga and blogger now, depending on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Didnt go school, went to play a round at Jurong Country Club.&lt;br /&gt;Shot a new best score :DD Drinks on the house! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;YAY my parents are letting me go for horraaa night! im gona get get packing sooon :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8812942879917086541?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8812942879917086541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8812942879917086541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8812942879917086541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8812942879917086541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/72.html' title='72%'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8120238533763682068</id><published>2008-08-05T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:00:29.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RELINK BABES (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/darksidecrush"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/darksidecrush&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8120238533763682068?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8120238533763682068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8120238533763682068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8120238533763682068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8120238533763682068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/relink-babes-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-474961535167006401</id><published>2008-08-04T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:07:45.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even though nothing bad happened today, it was still a crap day for me.&lt;br /&gt;well, firstly the sight of someone makes me puke.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why maxine even let them come to sit with us at lunch today -__-&lt;br /&gt;wtf man... i wanna tell them to F off also canot.. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;And that idiot face keeps making damn lame jokes which arent even funny.&lt;br /&gt;and i kept laughing fake laughter..&lt;br /&gt;and the way you speak is like shit. wtf man, cant understand a fcuk. cant ur accent get more singlish?&lt;br /&gt;im gonna tell maxine everything tmr so she'll get things straight and finally i can live in peace (:&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why but, i'm &lt;i&gt;such&lt;/i&gt; a fake/bad friend sometimes. What has gotten into me?&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, the only thing i can look forward to in my life now is Australia!&lt;br /&gt;And thats in October.. oh well. Another... 2 and a half months of hellishness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised there's alot of "..."s in this post . Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. i should be going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Nights.&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-474961535167006401?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/474961535167006401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=474961535167006401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/474961535167006401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/474961535167006401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/even-though-nothing-bad-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-3215034770101378383</id><published>2008-08-03T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:31:48.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAD THE BEST DREAM LAST NIGHT I HOPE I DREAM OF THAT DREAM EVERY NIGHT FROM NOW ON :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-3215034770101378383?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3215034770101378383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=3215034770101378383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3215034770101378383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3215034770101378383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-had-best-dream-last-night-i-hope-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8931403907190347502</id><published>2008-08-02T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:35:59.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juicy madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SJP-aMpuGHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/aE7tJUruUDE/s1600-h/Juicy+Couture+Carmen+Slipper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229803318333544562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SJP-aMpuGHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/aE7tJUruUDE/s320/Juicy+Couture+Carmen+Slipper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SJP-aVU2lUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/OuP_NlpPdPs/s1600-h/Juicy+Couture+Carmen+Sandal+(+Pink+%2B+Brown+).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229803320661939522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SJP-aVU2lUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/OuP_NlpPdPs/s320/Juicy+Couture+Carmen+Sandal+(+Pink+%2B+Brown+).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SJP-alsOiGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/S0FHmwffygE/s1600-h/Viva+la+Juicy+Graphic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229803325054945378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SJP-alsOiGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/S0FHmwffygE/s320/Viva+la+Juicy+Graphic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear im going to get this first thing on the my next trip to KL. hohoho ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being so materialistic, and i am going to enjoy my Saturdays from now on.&lt;br /&gt;So no more waking up for gym ( ok somtimes :D )&lt;br /&gt;Hope my mom will bring me to Far East Plaza later. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-edited.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, i didnt go to Far East.&lt;br /&gt;but we went Novena. To get some stuffs from Adidas.&lt;br /&gt;And i bought the coolest most expensive $160 shoes from adidas by Stella McCartney.&lt;br /&gt;yayyyy. but my mom is going to be calculative abt everything now. zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;ah, she'll get over it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8931403907190347502?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8931403907190347502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8931403907190347502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8931403907190347502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8931403907190347502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/juicy-madness.html' title='Juicy madness'/><author><name>Helena</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SJP-aMpuGHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/aE7tJUruUDE/s72-c/Juicy+Couture+Carmen+Slipper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290411900418614190.post-1651779291087004742</id><published>2008-08-01T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:12:14.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was fine. lol.&lt;br /&gt;and my school is organizing Horror Night on next friday night to saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;i asked my dad but i'm not sure if he allows the sleep over school thing .&lt;br /&gt;pray pray pray he will let me go. ):&lt;br /&gt;ahhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-1651779291087004742?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1651779291087004742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=1651779291087004742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1651779291087004742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1651779291087004742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-was-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8695650885146472637</id><published>2008-07-31T16:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:35:59.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screamo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SJF4gjfa2HI/AAAAAAAAAJo/fT-gkU8_xDE/s1600-h/Alesana+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229093143032027250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SJF4gjfa2HI/AAAAAAAAAJo/fT-gkU8_xDE/s320/Alesana+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This Conversation Is Over &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up feeling good, someone made me angry by one stupid sms, but after that it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;I am really starting to dislike that fat guy who sits infront at chinese ALOT. One day i will sock him in the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;During history i got really mad again only cause Yok sat with Rbc instead of me. Too angry to even participate in the stupid game the class played. So i sat alone at the back of the class, on the floor, with my iPod. Felt nice actually, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after maths i was okay with Yok again. And she's the sweetest girl you can ever meet. During break i didnt have enough money for a Crunchie i asked everyone to borrow but her. Then she asked me, "Why didn't you ask me?" So i kept quiet. Then she just passed me her big wallet for me to get myself a Crunchie. Really, she rocks :D&lt;br /&gt;Bio was ok.. and when i sit on a normal chair, and Maxine sits on the stool in Bio class, i'm almost her height! hahahaha! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time to apply some medicine stuff on my knee injury. I hope this doesnt become a scar. It's going to ruin everything, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know it just yet, but you totally suck balls.&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8695650885146472637?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8695650885146472637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8695650885146472637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8695650885146472637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8695650885146472637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/screamo.html' title='Screamo'/><author><name>Helena</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SJF4gjfa2HI/AAAAAAAAAJo/fT-gkU8_xDE/s72-c/Alesana+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290411900418614190.post-8607071342574407237</id><published>2008-07-30T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:31:47.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today rockedddd hard.&lt;br /&gt;execpt i tripped and fell on the carpark floor while helping Mariel get a carebear in the bookshop.&lt;br /&gt;so now we have 3 carebears - caramel, lolipop and cotton candy xD&lt;br /&gt;well my right knee is badly scraped, and i mean BADLY.&lt;br /&gt;left knee is badly scratched. alot of scratches.&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda scraped my right index finger it was bleeding so now i have to grip the pen funny or i cant write . haha .&lt;br /&gt;ermm i dont know what else to write. zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;i love school much more now. i'm getting along with so much more people. even some of the people i used to dislike lasttime. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8607071342574407237?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8607071342574407237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8607071342574407237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8607071342574407237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8607071342574407237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-rockedddd-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-6901234362415637359</id><published>2008-07-29T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:36:00.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was nice :D&lt;br /&gt;maxine and i bought care bears at school! they're SOOOO cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SI7VqYfExlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/tzyJ_ToqVvA/s1600-h/5+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228351141527733842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SI7VqYfExlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/tzyJ_ToqVvA/s320/5+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my two most fave things currently :p Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SI7Vqs6mPJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/86A9tm0Nvzg/s1600-h/5+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228351147011882130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SI7Vqs6mPJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/86A9tm0Nvzg/s320/5+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is the orange and maxine's is the blue :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good mood now! going fr tuition. not going to live a useless day. hahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. what up private blogs! what do you guys have to hide?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-6901234362415637359?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6901234362415637359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=6901234362415637359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6901234362415637359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6901234362415637359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-was-nice-d-maxine-and-i-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SI7VqYfExlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/tzyJ_ToqVvA/s72-c/5+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290411900418614190.post-2192823145104899913</id><published>2008-07-28T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:46:37.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since i am bored, i shall post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..&lt;br /&gt;i have failed myself again by slacking today. so today, i actually did nothing. zero. zilch.&lt;br /&gt;i lived another meaningless day. when will the time come, when before we go to sleep at night, we know that today we haved done something meaningful or courageous? when will i go to sleep peacefully knowing that today, i have learnt something useful, helped someone in need, done something i have never dared to do, achieved something good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i pause and think, if i go on with life like this, what will become of me? I dont want to live a life consisting of Juicy Couture, Louis Vuitton, Prada, Chanel, handphones, computers, wallets, bags, and the list can go on forever. Living a &lt;i&gt;life&lt;/i&gt; like that is not a life. When will humans be able to say that even if you throw out all the meaningless stuffs mentioned above, i will still be happy WITH or WITHOUT those objects?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's one word i hate to think of/about.&lt;br /&gt;FUTURE.&lt;br /&gt;it just scares me to think of what will happen to me next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical of me. I wanna succeed, but i don't work.&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-2192823145104899913?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2192823145104899913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=2192823145104899913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/2192823145104899913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/2192823145104899913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/since-i-am-bored-i-shall-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-1885688192872534097</id><published>2008-07-24T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T16:23:00.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ladies.&lt;br /&gt;malaysia rocks. i can live here for the rest of my life, haha.&lt;br /&gt;so while i'm sitting here on the boss' (aka my dad) chair/desk enjoying J.Co donuts you guys are schooling ):  sad. Well i'll be back on saturday for those who want to know.&lt;br /&gt;i just bought a new Juicy Couture wallet!! isnt it the coolest? but ex ya RM322 ):&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. nothing else to say? oh yes Cherie cant sleep without me! haha see she loves me. i think she told me that on sunday if i'm not wrong. LOLLERS.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go bye :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-1885688192872534097?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1885688192872534097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=1885688192872534097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1885688192872534097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/1885688192872534097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-ladies.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-2007216615062919398</id><published>2008-07-18T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:16:34.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>But what happens when karma, turns right around and bites you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you in about 9 days love&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-2007216615062919398?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2007216615062919398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=2007216615062919398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/2007216615062919398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/2007216615062919398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/but-what-happens-when-karma-turns-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-5474025627621639091</id><published>2008-07-17T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T14:27:22.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So baby don't feel my pain, just smile back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Have you ever loved someone so much, you'd give an arm for?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the most happy day in the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;We had Back To Your Future youth conference.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Danielle &lt;i&gt;ponned&lt;/i&gt; the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing at all in school.&lt;br /&gt;So must have nothing to post also right , haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So baby don't feel my pain, just smile back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-5474025627621639091?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5474025627621639091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=5474025627621639091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/5474025627621639091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/5474025627621639091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-baby-dont-feel-my-pain-just-smile.html' title='So baby don&apos;t feel my pain, just smile back.'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-722869046034487139</id><published>2008-07-16T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:36:00.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i managed to wake up on time! But i ended up looking as if i've been up all night. hahahha.like some old hag ):&lt;br /&gt;anyway, reached school kinda earlier than usual..&lt;br /&gt;History:&lt;br /&gt;Preseted Marie Antoinette project. Mrs Phua said my timeline was good. and she said our info was excellent! :DD&lt;br /&gt;and i hate the Peer Grading System. if you grade ur good fren badly, that will suck. But still, if they didnt do any work, they deserve it . lol.&lt;br /&gt;English.&lt;br /&gt;i officially hate this lesson. Annoyed Mariel throughout cause i had nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;PE:&lt;br /&gt;Stupid year 1s had Back To The Future talk which we're having tmr so no PE in hall!&lt;br /&gt;and badminton's for PE btw.&lt;br /&gt;AND WE HAD TO DO OUR ASSESMENT IN THE TENNIS COURT.&lt;br /&gt;Is there any other stupid-er place? So fking windy.&lt;br /&gt;i got a 5. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Biology.&lt;br /&gt;Not a very good start for a first lesson haha.&lt;br /&gt;Nicola was playing songs with my phone and it wasnt on silent and i forgot to switch it back so when i was in bio it rang and i embarrassed myself in class. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SH2qP5NavrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/KM4FXbZLAtk/s1600-h/3+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223518332851502770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SH2qP5NavrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/KM4FXbZLAtk/s320/3+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was hanging from the ceiling in bio lol.&lt;br /&gt;Our Bio tcher Mr Strahan (pronounced Mr Strawn) is quiet nice.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god he didnt do intro.. hahha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-722869046034487139?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/722869046034487139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=722869046034487139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/722869046034487139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/722869046034487139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-i-managed-to-wake-up-on-time-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SH2qP5NavrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/KM4FXbZLAtk/s72-c/3+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290411900418614190.post-8044248179086977062</id><published>2008-07-16T02:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T02:39:59.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken man</title><content type='html'>porca miseria! (bloody hell in italian)&lt;br /&gt;-see i learned some italian already. haha joking i knew that ages ago-&lt;br /&gt;it's 2.40am and im still awake.&lt;br /&gt;Consequence, late for schl tmr.&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i wasting a post in this.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8044248179086977062?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8044248179086977062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8044248179086977062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8044248179086977062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8044248179086977062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/bloody-misery.html' title='Broken man'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-3173115631541658712</id><published>2008-07-15T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:36:01.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SHx8ROBjglI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_8CyP0_kvec/s1600-h/1+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223186303107170898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SHx8ROBjglI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_8CyP0_kvec/s320/1+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THIS PENCIL CASE.&lt;br /&gt;ISNT THE CUTEST THING IN THE WORLD! :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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SHx7E39PIlI/AAAAAAAAAJA/lie0MxWVQ3I/s1600-h/1+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223184991513420370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SHx7E39PIlI/AAAAAAAAAJA/lie0MxWVQ3I/s320/1+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;something cute during chinese class. ( maxine's phone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been very easily irritated nowadays. so sorry to maxine, yok or to anyone i've irritated!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I NEED TO WORK HARD IN MY CHINESE. OR IM REALLY DEAD MEAT ): REALLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-3173115631541658712?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3173115631541658712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=3173115631541658712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3173115631541658712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3173115631541658712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-this-pencil-case.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8jNjZtqe0o/SHx8ROBjglI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_8CyP0_kvec/s72-c/1+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290411900418614190.post-6565286395679173962</id><published>2008-07-14T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T22:29:52.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, what i'm about to show you shows how much i suck in italian. im half italian but i dont know how to speak ):&lt;br /&gt;me and my cousin's MSN conver:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: dungeon says:&lt;br /&gt;haha hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: SINGAPORE...SiNgApOrE...e sl singaporeXD says:&lt;br /&gt;hi=)=)&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE...SiNgApOrE...e sl singaporeXD says:&lt;br /&gt;dopo stiriamo i capelli?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dungeon says:&lt;br /&gt;meaning? haha&lt;br /&gt;dungeon says:&lt;br /&gt;stiriamo is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid right. i feel so sucky haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh. i need to learn to spelak fluent italian ):&lt;br /&gt;today, school was fine. i was abit moody fr no reason.&lt;br /&gt;yok was saying my accent so singaporean. myob pleaseszz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love my cousin so much she's teaching me makeup.&lt;br /&gt;and today she helped me with makeup and she ironed my hair for me i love her haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-6565286395679173962?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6565286395679173962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=6565286395679173962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6565286395679173962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6565286395679173962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/ok-what-im-about-to-show-you-shows-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-9128349616389646225</id><published>2008-07-11T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T16:57:48.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ermm casual dress day was kinda fun! i loved the shirt yok wore ! :D&lt;br /&gt;okay today nothing much happened got back my chem modular and its 21/60 .&lt;br /&gt;some marks to prove that im dumb and lazy . ermm im starting to hate english and mrs tan too. shes annoying i cant stand her. todays last period was RS and maxine mariel yok and i came about 15mins late cause we din hear the bell. but who cares cuz half the class comes more than 20 mins late anyway.&lt;br /&gt;did nothin in rs and mr quek released those who came early first but i ran outa class when he wasnt looking. haha.&lt;br /&gt;erm so yea went home and here i am. hopefully yok finds her 1000 bucks that some arsehole stole from her room. she lives in oldham hall you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the tagboard's back.. for whoever cares. haha, getting sarcastic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-9128349616389646225?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/9128349616389646225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=9128349616389646225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/9128349616389646225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/9128349616389646225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/ermm-casual-dress-day-was-kinda-fun-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-6518278735842470860</id><published>2008-07-09T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T22:56:35.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another quiz</title><content type='html'>as usual, heres another really boring post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is casual dress day and i dont know what to wear. mom promised to help but she isnt.&lt;br /&gt;and yidong asked me if guys can wear hairband.. (cross-dressing isnt allowed)&lt;br /&gt;i twisted my ankle today because an idiot like me doesnt even know how to fall down properly and has to fall on the side of her ankle.&lt;br /&gt;ahh modular test tmr so gonna fail. i'll work hard for biology. try my best to.&lt;br /&gt;and im gona go to school damn casual tomorrow sucks to people who go all done up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, time do to some (last minute) revision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-6518278735842470860?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6518278735842470860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=6518278735842470860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6518278735842470860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/6518278735842470860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-quiz.html' title='another quiz'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-3094331445242462473</id><published>2008-07-07T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T00:07:34.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz</title><content type='html'>1. What do you wish to have right now?&lt;br /&gt;-everything i think of having&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if it can't come true?&lt;br /&gt;-it will come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is infront of you?&lt;br /&gt;-laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4What is the weather now?&lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Missing anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt; -Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ever regretted anything?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you do every morning?&lt;br /&gt;- get rdy for school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you want to rewind anything?&lt;br /&gt;-yes and no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;- october&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you like your handphone number?&lt;br /&gt;-ya&lt;br /&gt;11. Currently listening to?&lt;br /&gt;-my typing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What were you doing an hour ago?&lt;br /&gt;-laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Feeling at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;-tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did you do yesterday at this time?&lt;br /&gt;-sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What time do you usually sleep?&lt;br /&gt;12+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who is your childhood friend?&lt;br /&gt;nicholas. miss him alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Previously talked to in msn?&lt;br /&gt;Lek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who haven't you seen in awhile?&lt;br /&gt;PHULWIN AND CHERIE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you miss doing?&lt;br /&gt;doing whatever i do with phulwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The last person you saw who logged in msn?&lt;br /&gt;someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Ever smoked?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Ever stole?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Regretted doing any of them?&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Which one?&lt;br /&gt;steal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22Who was the last person who messaged you?&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What does it say?&lt;br /&gt;-Betch i went to eat dinner . ps jus nw drop my pone den call auto end . i off lappie le . studyin fr tmr geog test , anytin still can msg me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Name a ex that you wish you're still with him now.&lt;br /&gt;phulwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. When were you born?&lt;br /&gt;230594&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where?&lt;br /&gt;KK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Anyone you know has the same birthday as you?&lt;br /&gt;Filin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Ever seen anyone who looks like you?&lt;br /&gt;err no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Ever went clubbing?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you want to change your name?&lt;br /&gt;ermm maybe ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Ever done something when you told yourself not to?&lt;br /&gt;think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Which country do you want to go over the years?&lt;br /&gt;the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes yes sometimes no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Ever been to a church?&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Rate your life.&lt;br /&gt;currently 8/10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What will you do if you are the only human on earth?&lt;br /&gt;i rather be dead with the rest that are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-3094331445242462473?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3094331445242462473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=3094331445242462473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3094331445242462473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3094331445242462473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/quiz.html' title='quiz'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8420339837283634712</id><published>2008-07-07T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T18:49:23.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>yay&lt;br /&gt;australia in about 3months time!&lt;br /&gt;3 months does seem like a long time, but it'll come soon.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully. and i better work hard in that 2 months so i wont waste 2 mnths of my life doin nth.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sure that if i want to i will work hard :D&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can go there for good. its going to be sad leaving people here but CHERIEMYBESTFRIENDANDSEXYPARTNERINCRIME will be there too!&lt;br /&gt;isnt that like, the coolest? I'll miss Phulwin so much! meet up before i leave :D&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. these days have been nice. i'm enjoying school more and imma much happier person compared to last time. AND AND AND, i finally got my laptop! nothing much but its alot to me :)&lt;br /&gt;youth day today.. school tomorrow.. maths test tmr (ugh) .. yea thats about all. srry for a really useless post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8420339837283634712?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8420339837283634712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8420339837283634712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8420339837283634712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8420339837283634712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-8638338902017881885</id><published>2008-07-05T14:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T14:35:25.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free-IQTest.net</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.free-iqtest.net" title="IQ Test"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.free-iqtest.net/images/badges2/l122.gif" width="200" height="100" alt="IQ Test" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Free-IQTest.net - &lt;a title="IQ Test" href="http://www.free-iqtest.net"&gt;IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNTIzOTY3ODAwNSZwdD*xMjE1MjM5NzE3MDMxJnA9MTA5MTkxJmQ9RklRJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTE=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-8638338902017881885?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8638338902017881885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=8638338902017881885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8638338902017881885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/8638338902017881885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/free-iqtestnet.html' title='Free-IQTest.net'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-3046055982166760845</id><published>2008-06-27T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T01:37:48.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2</title><content type='html'>school was fun. im going to be nice to everyone now no matter what happened in the past. and also no matter hw much i hate/hated them.&lt;br /&gt;yok says i need to lighten up. which means relax more i think?&lt;br /&gt;maybe 'am too uptight sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;my blog is hardcore sexy without anything. No tagboard no links (i lost the links) just a template with Helena on it, just the way i like it :)&lt;br /&gt;just drank 3rd cup of ice milo today and i still feel thirsty. and im not hungry.&lt;br /&gt;yok is going to thailand for the weekend i will miss her even though i have only known her for 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so tired nowadays. bin sleeping aft midnight and at 2am yesterday, watching US Women's Open. some of the girls competing are as young as 14 and i hate them so much for being so lucky to be able to play in that tournament.&lt;br /&gt;well 2nd round is at 3am later hope i can wake up. i will sleep at 9 or 10pm so i can wake up at 2.45am.&lt;br /&gt;I was late for school on tues and wed but not today and i slept at 2am last night but i still woke up. well two more times im late and its early bird again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the "&amp;amp;" symbol has been starting to annoy me. people use it too much, you know what i mean. &amp;amp; this &amp;amp; that. annoyness man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT.&lt;br /&gt;1.33am.&lt;br /&gt;well another 1 and a half hr to go till the 2nd rnd.&lt;br /&gt;maybe ill sleep for awhile then wake up to watch.&lt;br /&gt;or something. im too scared to go downstairs how? ):&lt;br /&gt;im starving and im the only person in the hse stilll awake. and cherie that bitch went to sleep so i cant call her and crap about nothing as usual.&lt;br /&gt;fucker fucking bored. ah just shoot me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-3046055982166760845?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3046055982166760845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=3046055982166760845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3046055982166760845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/3046055982166760845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/06/2.html' title='2'/><author><name>Helena</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-5290411900418614190.post-672207967527390325</id><published>2008-06-23T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:30:35.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1</title><content type='html'>okay today school started.&lt;br /&gt;we got 3 new kids in our class. one of them whos nickname is Yok has a hot Prada purse. but the prada clutch purse mom got me is still better so haha.&lt;br /&gt;for english bt gave us a shape poem assignment.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt bother to do so she wanted to be a bitch and start sarcasticly comment on me blank sheet of paper. something about inisible ink and only the wise can see it and something abt my mom and grades. bitch bitch bitch i hate her so much. what the fuck poems are a waste of time anw RIGHT? RIGHT ???&lt;br /&gt;and mdm ong confiscated my phone. but i got it back aft school so dont really matter.&lt;br /&gt;im going to learn guitar in music.&lt;br /&gt;its way beter than composing songs which im totally useless at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 days to golf camp ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290411900418614190-672207967527390325?l=darksidecrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/feeds/672207967527390325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5290411900418614190&amp;postID=672207967527390325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/672207967527390325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290411900418614190/posts/default/672207967527390325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darksidecrush.blogspot.com/2008/06/1.html' title='1'/><author><name>Helena</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>
