<?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-4991862226598749866</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:25:21.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MusicTat liv3s inside of miie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-6123176439468714625</id><published>2009-05-29T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:46:53.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so sianz.. since tis is nth personal, so i gues its ok for me to post in tis bloggie agn :DD bt all th fun n excitement is in my personal bloggie of cos.. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears r my frens for th whole wk.. :DD haha!!! nw so relaxed.. n even can get freee hugg frm my beloved senior dixun.. she cares so muchh abt me.. :DD so cool to hav such a senior.. ((:&lt;br /&gt; HAHAH!!~~ bet u ppl out ther r jealous... muahaha.. kk kiddin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gt my LG fone back.. :DD nw its workin better den eva, bt all my saved msg all deleted.. haiix.. lik tat den i wun hav to tink so muchh.. le :DD  kailin n i were lik goin into th super-private-lookin place to collect my fone.. so scary, bt wher eva we go, we seem to find a HAOXIN ren somewher somehow.. :DD hahas..  we wen to explore shoppin malls while w8in for yuting, bt in the end.. we walked all th way back to RV WAASS!!! so far.. at least a km.. hahas or half of tat.. sweatin lik shit.. ESP ME!! i was carryin KAILIN's files!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i feel lik cryin agn le.. back to emoin.. byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-6123176439468714625?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/6123176439468714625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=6123176439468714625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/6123176439468714625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/6123176439468714625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-sianz.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-9137856214067140142</id><published>2009-01-13T17:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:37:47.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;HEY ppl, i changin my bloggie skin n URL, if u wan my blog link den tell in my face.. if i trust ya den i giv u :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-9137856214067140142?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/9137856214067140142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=9137856214067140142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/9137856214067140142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/9137856214067140142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-ppl-i-changin-my-bloggie-skin-n-url.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-5649436776492159927</id><published>2009-01-12T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:39:11.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haiiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahas day so fantastic tat nid to sigh.. siao liaos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now cant go wif my classmates to go back to SV, nid go self.. sad, cos gt third language..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahs.. today see the diff teachers... mr chow v funny, al the teacher the lessons all i lik.. so fun man.. cant wait to see the other teachers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, lots happened, but den the main point is abt YIMING! urgh, stil cant stand him.. he nvr bring his stuff, den i was usin so couldnt lend him yet, den he go say wad singaporeans all bad, all no compassion n some other crap.. urghs, he's jus lik yang shi jian.. v unhygienic too.. URGHS!!! but den i stil nid to see him lik a lil child.. REN!!! he digs his nose, doesnt clean it, digs his ears, flicks it around.. urgh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;luckily my lang arts teach, MR CHOW came to the rescue.. yiming put his head on the table, den stood up as punishment.. den say wad he didnt put his head on the table, he put it on his hand which was on the table.. HAHAS :D i n yucong laugh out loud.. hehes.. den yiming said he couldnt hear a single thing mr chw said in the lesson.. for gdness sake, i sit further den him lehs, den he was jus ther diggin his nails.. GROSS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haiix.. REN REN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tokin abt ren..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i cant figure out wads the diff btwn love n lik.. seriously.. tats y my heart aches a thousand times mor.. i imagined if i had gotten u, would i change target? would i hav a change of heart?haiix..but it gets harder.. cos wen i see ppl cry, first thing tat comes to mind is u.. den i myself feel lik cryin.. but den i told myself tat i wana study for another 4 yrs b4 gettin another relationship n i'll force myself to commit to tat.. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;希望你听到我的声音&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;希望你能了解&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;希望你至少知道我的唇在&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ＭＹＢＩＲＴＨＤＡＹ　ＩＳ　ＯＶＥＲ！oni jui ping rmb n gave me a present! THX JIU PING!!!looks lik the ppl from RV rmbs my bday mor den SV..hui min rmb, as well as gh n weibin.. but madeline n pav r no wher to be found.. lik the bhudda would say.. it was my fault, i shouldnt hav expected much.. should giv mor in return :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-5649436776492159927?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/5649436776492159927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=5649436776492159927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/5649436776492159927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/5649436776492159927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2009/01/haiiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-8878765688352325286</id><published>2009-01-09T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:18:02.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;W0W!!! mee postin for the 3rd time today man.. almost everyone askin me hu i lik, mostly, got ppl say wad yun da larhs, yi ming larhs.. but i dun lik neither of those guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haiix, duno wad CCA to join, i lik double bass, i lik choir, i lik badminton, wana try NPCC, volleyball, netball too.. but den, today.. i reli cant make up my mind.. y oni 1 CCA? last yr i had two lehs.. so busy, but damn fun.. haiix, i reli duno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the trials today was so hard.. esp the dance.. do wad split.. i noe i v DUMB larhs, cant do much.. so embarassin.. walau kai lin jus stand ther, den the others were lik struggling to get the movements rite.. hahas, i was laughin lik shit at the same time.. hehes (: the choir oso.. the coach was so bad, i think she is the conductor of the singapore choir or sth lik tat.. think i see her at the world youth choir festival b4.. SHE SO BAD!!! i told her i sing ALTO.. which is the lower part.. wif my sore throat, i sang even lower.. but den, i didnt expect her to make me go HIGH!!! wa seh, i've nvr sang so high b4.. nvr in pri sch, nvr in the WORLD!!! the last note she made me sing bcame a shout, or a scream.. hahas :P den i smiled at her, she smile at me den she got rid of me outa the music rm!! WHOOHOO!! hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh yah, tokin abt bein pathetic, MY PRECIOUS PRECIOUS LG fone.. urgh, its stil not repaired, nid so long meh??? not efficient one.. say wad 4-5 workin days ltr, a wk or so liaos leh.. BLEHXX! haiix, i miss myself touchin tat fone.. haiix.. i kip sighin.. cos i jus came back from playin badminton, soccer n bball wif my deadly bro.. haiix, nid to play wif him, take care of him.. well, it was a bother at first, but now, its mor of a exercise or a tradition. cos RV got all the shoushou ppl, tats wad i dun lik.. i dun reli lik guys tat r thin.. not nice at all.. hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man..im sleepy, last nite couldnt sleep much.. nite guys (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-8878765688352325286?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/8878765688352325286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=8878765688352325286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/8878765688352325286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/8878765688352325286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2009/01/w0w-mee-postin-for-3rd-time-today-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-8352497724663080227</id><published>2009-01-09T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T18:38:55.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my grandfather jus dropped his glass spoon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;duno y,  started thinkin abt suicidal.. i had the temptation of get a piece of the glass n slicing it on my blood vessel. stressed up again. last time was abt smokin, wanted to try. i feel tat bein in RV, i feel lik im v stressed.. haiix, gona start lesson soon.. im gettin headaches.. today wen goin home, in the MRT tat time, cos standin up mahs.. den feel a lil giddy, lik goin to fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i feel so emo n weak. p6 was much better. i dun hav the habbit of readin newspapers, or even readin bks. den in RV nid to do so many things.. thinkin bout it makes me feel stressed up alredy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my head explodes a thousand miles away, howeva, my heart stays to love u..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-8352497724663080227?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/8352497724663080227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=8352497724663080227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/8352497724663080227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/8352497724663080227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-grandfather-jus-dropped-his-glass.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-3098792910706411207</id><published>2009-01-09T16:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:25:35.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHOOhoo.. hahas :P CAMP ROCKS!!! man..i was tired after the first nite at sch.. was fun, but damn scared, the guys sayin wad the seniors say the LT5 hunted or sth.. erhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahas.. poor PSL, i reli worry for them seh.. last time in SV, was lik shout the mor, the better, but den i feel lik a lil guilty for shoutin, i duno y lehs.. hahas.. 1G rock for their 1G DAO!!! whoo.. hahas, im damn high now, hahas, not the kind of high liang toks abt.. hehes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JIA MEI.. AI SI NI!! hahas, jia mei n i r lik damn close, so close, everything we do is lik at least 90% tgt.. hahas, today kinda found out how to control the digustin YI MING, tats sittin beside me.. hehes, must beg one lehs.. haiix, GUYS!!! hehes :DD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the camp was great, cos someone was ther.. hehes, shant tok abt it.. anyways, no three ppl noe, oni two.. hahas.. poor PSLs, i reli wana thank them some way some how, shall do a gd deed on my bday den giv them sth.. WAAs, stil nid buy present for amanda, den cos part of student welfare, i nid to noe everyone's bday, but i cant rmb, luckily my dad gave me A HUGE calendar bk tat i write almost all my scheldule inside.. hehes :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i miss my PSLs, i cant live wifout them now.. so sadded, but den i think none of them rmbs me, im not tat outspoken lik in SV wen i get to control almost everything, the class events, camps, some of the prefect duties.. blahblahblah.. i duno whether i wana b quai kiak in RV lehs.. hehes well, i think i'll b, im lik the oni one bowin to the teachers (wen some of them dun even care abt me ):   ) tryin to help wif askin the 1G gals to hurry.. the guys jus wont hurry, so wadeva to them sia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think my tis post wil b abt PSL, PSL n perhaps mor PSLs.. !!!hahas, samuel v kelian lehs, got third language n somemor lose voice, feel guilty.. oni if the PSLs were younger, lik my p5 campers, den i can hug them lik i did to my precious campers last yr.. hahas (: jkjk.. haiix, I MISS PSLs!!! hahas, durin the campfire, i kip turnin my head around to check if they ther, i oso duno y, oni wen ppl tell me tat i kip doin tat den i noticed it myself.. hahas:D even the BRING OUT THE RED CARPET.. but den samuel oways MIA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;GD LUCK PSLS!!! for ya hard work n sweat put into the GREAT GOOD JOB!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;G-double "o"-B J-O-B! GOOD JOB clap clap (: x2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;我本来以为我不喜欢你，只是觉得你很pitiful，但现在，每次有机会看到你，心就非常的HIGH，但每次见不到你，或者你没见到我，心里总是酸酸的。不知如何向你开口，怕你不理我，你已经不是很对我有兴趣，若你真的像不知我，我这几年，真的会很难过。算起来，你比我大两岁，你表面上很像我的前男朋友，但对我来说，人们看得你和我不一样。真希望你会和我说话，有时间和我聊聊。我很想认识你，很想和你分担..baby, i love no matter what..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-3098792910706411207?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/3098792910706411207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=3098792910706411207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/3098792910706411207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/3098792910706411207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2009/01/whoohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-8558605735025860033</id><published>2009-01-07T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:18:48.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE FEEL GD, OH WE FEEL SO GD ARH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today was shoke.. hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;firstly, everyone cheers n mor fun fun fun!! next tml is CAMP!! whoohoo.. but den stil got CCA selection trials.. JIA YOUS KENLYNN!! bring it on!! hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haiix.. jus now kenlynn shocked me by sayin yun da lik me.. i scared seh.. he so dark.. wads more is tat he's partialy dark, partialy light.. lik chameleon lik tat.. BLEHHX!! hahas, wen i was at the net ball court, b4 an activity, jui ping n i saw a large grp of gals starin at yun da n pointin at him.. hahas, i was pratically laughin at how desperate they were.. hahas pathetic, pathetic, pathetic jus now, pathetic, pathetic, pathetic jus now !!! WOOTS!!! hahas.. den weneva he moved a lil off his chair, the gals wil look at each other n giggle.. hahas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today gettin closer to a few dudes in my class.. namely YU CONG first, den followed by the china guys.. hahas, they so funny, eddie, shiyu n yiming!!! hehes.. yu cong's quite a nice guy, reli big! huge man.. so tall.. hahas, ther's another guy lik him but smaller called pi hao.. hahas.. me n yu cong weneva possible wil help each other, lik he helpin me get an ant off my shoulder if tat counts.. hahas, i DETEST ants..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OO btw, i gt the damn pupils service head thingy position in class.. KENLYNN SABO!!.. GOT 5 managements to take care off lehs, somemor i duno wad im suppose to do.. well, better den the chairperson's position yeah? hahas :DD now nid to study abt pupil service.. hehes.. sadded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oo yeah, the chair person is tat JONATHAN.. hahas, the guy hu said einstein.. funny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den comes our gd fren Eelynn, the vice chairperson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;followed by the secretaries, Isaac n a gal i guess, forget liaos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, the most imortant thing is tat they gave damn crazy speeches, so funny seh..esp eddie n tat johnathan. hahas, ms lim took eddie damn seriously!! hehes:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cant wait for another fatanbulous day at SV next wk, goin back wif the other 6.12s tat entered RV.. hehes (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAPPY NIU YR DUDES N DUDETTES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wow.. ya jus great.. jus great, nvr tot is could happen to mee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-8558605735025860033?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/8558605735025860033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=8558605735025860033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/8558605735025860033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/8558605735025860033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-feel-gd-oh-we-feel-so-gd-arh.html' title='WE FEEL GD, OH WE FEEL SO GD ARH!!'/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-4900633141990912126</id><published>2009-01-06T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:18:17.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAVIN GREAT GREAT DAYS IN RV!!! whoohoo.. the ppl ther so spontaneous seh.. hahas, the guys in my class so funny.. not in the perverse way but the childish act cute way n mordern innocence.. hehes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wow, got lots of ppl appeal for RV end up in my class.. i noe every gal in my class, some guys.. goin for the others.. but kip forgettin the china boys' the names, get so mixed up.. today is the cca selection test. i got shortlisted for lots of the sports, but den can oni choose one.. so sadded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den our camp fire comin up, den stay back for prac.. not fair the damn temporary chairperson wen home first.. haiix.. but den bcos he wen away, sth strange happened to me today near the end of sch.. yun da was lik damn tired, (he's a guy tat dun tok much, but an athelete).. den he put his head on the table along wif his fren darren.. both skinny guys lik so tired lik tat.. den suddenli yun da kip givin me stares now n den.. i looked out the window cos he sits all the way the otherside of the class, den i sat opp mahs.. so i tried to get away from his stares.. waa seh.. i look towards the front, den look back at him, he turn his head to the front.. den was lik chuckling n shakin my head..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh yah.. bcame v close wif all the gals in my class.. so cool seh my classmates, so happy i didnt noe any of them b4 i got into the class, den hav mor ppl, den noe how to adapt.. gave crazy names lik boodada, davoosha, shamama n matacu to my 4 crazy frens.. hahas, den got to noe another rachel, but her sername is ONGLEE.. weird eh?? hahas.. she damn cute, so small, lik jia yi.. man i miss pav, hui min n madeline.. think abt them all the time.. tell my rvians too.. hahas.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come on.. dun b shy, cos if u do.. u'll nvr get a shot at "it" (smiles directed ya way) *hopes of u thinkin the same* :DD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-4900633141990912126?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/4900633141990912126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=4900633141990912126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4900633141990912126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4900633141990912126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2009/01/havin-great-great-days-in-rv-whoohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-2711933701200982283</id><published>2009-01-05T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:07:02.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mrs ANGRY chargin her way into RV.. hahas, tats wen im not in sch.. found a reli gd fren in RV, her name is jui ping, not quite an outstandin personel, but she is the totali opp of me.. she liks vulgarities.. haha, she my first fren in RV, hope to b wif her thru out the rest of my RV life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the gals in my class were damn easy peasy to hang around, some rich rich one.. they so rich tat no coins, all notes seh.. hahas, oni me n jui ping not tat rich.. hehes.. met all the gals, now the guys.. ther is tis tan tan guy in my class tat reli catches my attention, seems so mesterious.. some how, all the underdogs r the ones tat im chasing after, i find them mor interestin.. hahas:D today was great activities, bein hyper n i learnt lots of cheers n dances, great man.. RV's my man man.. haha.. most of my classmates r transfer student, appeal larhs.. but den jh from 3rd class transfer to 1st class today seh.. PRO! hehes, gd for him, but he was so nervous standin infront os crowds of ppl to go to the teach.. everyone became closer to my form teach n she even praise me seh.. she damnwhite, lik hui min..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;man i miss hui min, pav n not forgettin madeline..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yah, lastly, SHUT UP STOP CALLIN PPL!!! i dun care hu sent ya crazy ninjas.. i might as well change my fone no liaos.. i dun mind havin no home fone at all.. my parents will most likly b happier too, due to the damn calls im gettin.. URGH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hatin the world, hatin myself..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thinkin im in the wrong as well as thinkin ya in the wrong..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gona smash the shuttle 100 times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gona burst the balloons 200 times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gona bang my head onto the wall 300 times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gona go into a coma 400 times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gona tear my self apart 500 times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-2711933701200982283?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/2711933701200982283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=2711933701200982283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/2711933701200982283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/2711933701200982283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2009/01/mrs-angry-chargin-her-way-into-rv.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-8172933589147857390</id><published>2008-12-26T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:10:35.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho, i noe its late, but den ytd too busy to post abt my wonderful christmas:D hehes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before christmas arrived, i wanted someone to celebrate it wif me, hehes, my family did, but everywher i m, thers someone wif me.. hehes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. dun tell ya ppl hu.. no one would noe hu he is.. hahas, wont tell (: thinkin abt him all the time is kipin me smiling lik hell.. hahas.. spent the whole day wif my parents, den ate wif my aunts n uncles n cousins.. hehes:DD my granddad got sth wrong, say i look prettier den my cousins, lik siao lorhs.. hahas, den the day before, my dad say wad gh look lik a person wif lots of potential, den say tat he is capable to be his son-in-law, followed by pointin to his bottle of beer n said he jus drank finished it.. hehes:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis wen out wif her future bf n stuff.. blehhx, so rouma, den i followed them secretly for a while.. :P nvr hold hands, wad kind of guy is he??? nvm.. shant be so pokey.. waa seh, saw wb blog, HATE HIM!!! spoil my fun, now im lik totali sadded.. gona delete him man.. suckish, den again, he has no rite to say the f word to me, wadeva, guys r guys, cant blame them.. *rolls eyes lik farah* hahas, farah taught me tat:DD do tat at almost every guy n heck care abt them, last time i did, den got all my respect THX FARAH!!:DD cant wait for badminton tml, hope to thrash joel, perhaps not.. can play can liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M3RRY B3LAT3D CHRISTMAS (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-8172933589147857390?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/8172933589147857390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=8172933589147857390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/8172933589147857390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/8172933589147857390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/hoho-i-noe-its-late-but-den-ytd-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-6601120414034832430</id><published>2008-12-24T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:55:09.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;URGH!!! haiix.. hehes, goin insane jus for te fun of it:DD hehes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;got rid of all my troubles jus jumpin up n down, playin the piano too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahas.. waas.. ytd was so fun for me, was tired but kept imaginin stuff, hahas, half awake:D didnt giv a dan to everyone around, den go imagine all i could.. anyone tat noes wad im thinkin wen i dun pay attention n kip smilin wil laugh their heads off.. i can imagine until lik siao ones:S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im gettin everything i wan in my mind.. hahas, jocelyn wil be so shocked cos she's the one hu cannot imagine wad im doiin or thinkinof.. hahas, last time she saw my cry den gave me tat face.. hahas:DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GREAT FAMILEE, GREAT EXPERIENCEss, hehes, wad mor can i ask for?? nature is great the way it is (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if u get wif her, i dun mind, cos tats the way it should hav been from the start, lik me n him:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-6601120414034832430?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/6601120414034832430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=6601120414034832430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/6601120414034832430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/6601120414034832430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/urgh-haiix.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-4016072844332392777</id><published>2008-12-23T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:47:05.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey all, hav lots to say, but dun feel lik sayin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haiix, too bad, no one to tok to mahs.. as in, no one tat wil listen to me n i feel comfortable in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;few days ago, gh tel me to be frens wif wei bin, was a little reluctant, hard larhs.. kinda hav the hatred thing. well, the hatred thing came back.. i tried lettin go of some stuff, but i cant totali let go.. tats the biggest prob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wei bin kip smsin me today, didnt reli feel lik smsin back.. anger anger..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nid to go for anger management n physicology.. clear up all my past, or i wil stay single foreva.. even if tat guy can control my anger, i cant giv myself wholeheartedly to him.. today tok to mom abt french, den she says tat frenchmen r romantic, perhaps melt my heart mor den anything, den fine les, but i dun think okay larhs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haiis, now biggest prob is CHRISTMAS PRESENTS!!! hell, i planned to buy things, lots n lots for my frens.. but now, i dun think i wana buy any.. well, firstly, my sis is lik spendin n spendin, hey, im not born wif a silver spoon kays.. den some mor i go out so much.. i reli wana settle down n study, but, seems lik i cant focus at all.. calls from many ppl, smses.. i dun even wana go on9 anymor.. n the worst part is, my mom wana giv me mor money weneva i finish goin out, so in order to not use up my mom or dad's money, i wana return the money back to my parents, so sry everyone.. no presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tis has been one of my fav n worst christmases spent.. firstly, ppl i dun wana tok to kips askin me out, while ppl i hope to even get an sms from is lik all quiet. i dun expect much from others, dun even care if they wana be frens wif me anot.. m i becomin mor unfrenly? or izt tat i jus hav too much in mind.. afraid i get headache again, esp wen i hav tis damn stomach cramp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sighs sighs sighs, i wish i can start new life in RV rite now, meet new ppl tat i can confide in.. cant wait to get closer to gracia..:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart feels heavy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my sighs r low..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for one day my blood,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wil stop to flow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to travel across the ocean,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to travel across the sea,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in search of the rite man for me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;perhaps ther's no rite man,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one tat wil wana suffer wif me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for me bein me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;n for me havin the experience,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love doesnt exist in me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-4016072844332392777?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/4016072844332392777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=4016072844332392777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4016072844332392777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4016072844332392777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-all-hav-lots-to-say-but-dun-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-2004500154363332632</id><published>2008-12-22T12:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:54:00.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey yall!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas, ytd was so fun man.. at brandon's party, it was all well, but den brandon was lik all abt the christian thing.. URGH!!! inda pissed gh lots man.. he wanted to whack n punch him.. well, he has gotten a hold of himself nowadays.. great job gh!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas, had lots of fun. ltr show a vid.. hehes, damn gh larhs. poppin the balloons den came running after me wif one, wantin to pop it):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been gettin close to my mom, so happy:DD well, shes not reli well, i told her a few days ago wen goin to ghim moh n to RV to see see, den see which bus to take n stuff.. hehes:DD i told her tat i scared i cant concentrate on my studies wen i get to sec 1. cos my sis said tat sec1 can be easy or tough.. haiix, scared outa my wits.. cos well, the classes accordin to the PSLE results n im in the middle, means tat im avg, hmm, i dun wana go to the top class, no use, den oni maintain at tat lvl, wana strive to my best, but scared i cant focus lik how i was b4 PSLE, haiix.. now gona read mor books, read newspapers, nit to buy x mas presents, prepare things for my darling frens tat wen thru thick n thin wif me, wan to make a powerpoint for them :DD got different grps of ppl, n if i got no time for tat, dne i jus get a small grp of ppl tat wen thru 4 yrs or mor wif me in pri sch, den get them tgt to jus play at my hse.. hehes, got lots of games rdy liao.. now i jus hope i can concentrate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i gettin to forget abt hatred, hope larhs, well, gladys' class is lik so near mine, but some of my childhood frens oso go marhs, lik yi chong n others, ai yah, no one reli noes them larhs, gracia them.. i hope my class i noe no one, den can reli start anew n get new frens.. well, many ppl say tat sec sch frens r the ones tat r the closest cos its the time of ur life tat u open up to others the most.. hopefully bahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left the bad times n the past behind..&lt;br /&gt;cos CHRISTMAS IS COMIN!!! 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hahas, it was so fun at the sports appreciation nite. hahas, got ppl sing, dance, got quizes, competiton.. hahas, all those uncles ehhes.. tat joel came so late.. he smsed me but i didnt bring my fone.. forgo to.. hehes.. well, goto say i damn proud of my cousin, bryan.. he thrashed all those uncles in squash.. he 3 yr older den me n he in ACS.. he not cute, but handsome.. total opp of joel.. joel mor of baby kind of look.. hehes. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiix. ytd had a half dream, half nightmare.. hahas, the nite b4 dreamt of farah carryin a huge black umbrella tat covered the whole of the sch parade square. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg, buaiis..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-7711132568315002279?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/7711132568315002279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=7711132568315002279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/7711132568315002279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/7711132568315002279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/short-post-short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-3269565734581235132</id><published>2008-12-18T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:15:13.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WOOTS!!!! hahas, hey everyone!! came back from penang ytd. hahas, so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, tot of lots wen in the bus, couldnt sleep much. well, 10 hrs in the bus lehs..but so fun, not reli. cos was lik so cold til i reli shivered. my sis larhs. she wear shorts some mor, den my mom gave her her 3 jackets, jus for my sis to cover herself from head to toe:D haiix. tot so much. rmbed so much. den i got over almost everything seh. not reli larhs.. hehes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wen to so mani places hehes, joel smsed my sis in penang. waa seh, i think he liks my sis, WOW. hahas, but my sis doesnt crush on him of cos. i dun think he liks my sis anyways. hehe, but my sis liks someone tat she cried her eyes out on. some thing lik me larhs. jus tat i think she;s cleverer, cos she havent gone thru all the pain yet n noes the risks, while, i ben ben go hav stead n hurt myself. stupid me larhs.. haiix, nvm bout tat. hopefully my sis gets over tat guy. hahas, she says she doesnt trust him n even says tat infront of him, she even dare to tell my parents though she noes she be dead, well, she cry cry cry lorhs, but it was b4 the trip. hehes, kays skip tat topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmm.. let me think, was sick sick sick, den wen to lots of places, lik the choco boutique, the toy museum which was damn hell cool. hahas, played ther, was sick sick sick, wen to temples temples n mor temples, waas, the largest temple in penang waas sickenin HUGE!!! but was worth it. hahas, slipped down the stairs n hurt my back. hehes :DD fun!! scared the wits out of my siblings. hehes.. hmm.. chels chels chels CALL CALL CALL!!! hahas, i said those three times cos she called me three times:DD was sick sick sick, got medicine den headache headache headache, got the cold, den slight fever. mosquito bites, didnt eat much, many many shows on tv wif famillee.. in short, GREAT FAMILY TIME hehes.. if u go penang, mus go eat penang laksa. tat stall one bowl 2.50, sells at least 2000 bowls a day. :DD damn spicy, but it cured my flu. hehes, as well, as the KFC chicken. hahas, no original one, all spicy.. damn hot n spicy. u can see the chicken all red one. see it can burn ur eyes. seriously, my bro was squintin his eyes.. hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oo yah, bought a fantasticou hat. heehees:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;enough of penang. today so great. glad i got into RV, wif jh n ren min, as well as yue ning. hahas, gona continue gettin her as target. man, i wana get into the badminton team n hopefully beat the guys in nanyang n rgs.. hehes:DD hopefully larhs. at least put up a good fight. gona meet my seniors. hahas, den can come back to sv to help out wif the p6s next yr. MUAHAHA, make them beat the hell out of the other gals. as well as meet zhang bo wen. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today was shocked wen see leon yong. his hair is lik???? was the? hahas. wanted to see aik tek so much man.. hmm.. didnt see pav either. sadded.. some ppl not happy wif which sch they go. sad seh.. i wan them be happy in the sch they wana go to seh.. i would exchange my happiness for theirs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lastly, today wen i wen to chels hse, i saw tis article. on some questions. a gal broke off wif her bf n well, couldnt get back her trust in guys. mee too.. same thing goin on here.. haiix. den the article say wad try to stay away from ex, which i m doin, i dun even go to his blog man.. den wei bin ask me wad i m wad anony wadeva seh. dun even noe wad tat is.. haiix, got so many places to go to. cant go for jian kun party cos of my grandma tat thing. den nid go wif mrs chang to some party, den got TOASTMASTERS PARTY!!! ahh.. hell, im gona faint. cant wait for mor theories. im so goin to the other toastmasters meeting next yr. not gona skip any of them. even if i nid to, i wil skip the camp fridays n go oni on sat for the camp hahas:DD so obessed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i try to take pic of some of the mor handsome guys ther hahas, dun think ther wil be, cos all uncles haha:D OO cant wait for tml. gona go eat the freakin nice banana ric at RV ther hehes n see my seniors. :DD byes ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;stil cant get over ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hopefully i do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wont try to trust guys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cos if tat guy could,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it must be him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wish you could hav another gal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so tat u can hurt me even mor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den i wil giv u up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its impossible to let go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its impossible to stay either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-3269565734581235132?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/3269565734581235132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=3269565734581235132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/3269565734581235132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/3269565734581235132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/woots-hahas-hey-everyone-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-4946967172921413953</id><published>2008-12-14T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:14:59.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;long time no post seh.. equals to LONGLONG POST. time to get eye sore again :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on fri, my mom took half day leave to bring me for the back checkup. heng arh.. after havin the x ray, the doc said tat my back got no change. no sign of worsenin nor improvement. GREAT. hehes, den ltr, wen to victoria concert hall ther to see see.. hahas, walk walk walk.. i jus simply love walkin n standing seh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it was the WORLD choir festival or sth tat is held every 5 yrs. some of the china choirs oso go ther to watch. waas. the ACJC is damn good seh.. the ppl so open. they not oni good in singin. the arrangement of the choir n the appearance was reli great. it was the most impressive. all the members were v expressive. hehes, but den the RJC not so good. all bo pian one. study study study. had lots of diff things goin. i liked the choir esemble. it was made up of around 8 ppl, 3 gals n 5 guys. of all ages, well, at least older den teens larhs. it was impressive. the coordination n stuff. got diff races n ppl from other countries too. was reli nice to hear them sing. den ltr got the SYA gp. the conductor was a little old, but den the crazy guys behind me tat were sayin tat all the gals in the other choirs all ugly one say tat the conductor v cute n pretty. wad???!! guys oways look at appearance before the whole package hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den ltr my sis larhs. she n her frens nid my dad n mom to fetch them, den wan eat before goin. eat until around for 2hrs lehs.. some more nid to find place to eat.. den i hav to tag along lorhs. didnt eat or drink at all. tired larhs.. they ate at chinatown instead.. well, after around 1 hr or so, i wen outside to wait n jus look around. well, i didnt dare to go far. hey it was late in the nite around midnight lehs. so i stood some wher near a newspaper uncle. in front was a newly built temple. it was huge alrite. ts whole week was reli tiring for me, got lots in mind, so i jus stood ther n stared at it.. i felt so peaceful, so calm jus lookin at it.. den ltr i started to ask myself some questions n answerin them of cos. but den stil a little frustrated at some things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tis were some tots tat came to my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i felt tat i was reli useless.. i couldnt do anything. i envied my sis a lot, n den felt tat she would oways be better den me. although i play mor sports n i can study better, but den it felt lik i was unimportant in any of them. i felt tat my sis could interact wif mor ppl, she was oways the star. everyone in the rite stead of mind would rather my sis den me.. i felt so outcast. felt tat hu eva tats wif me, as long as they meet my sis, they would soon grow towards her den to me. den ltr, i felt tat it would be better if i bcame a nun, well, i dun wont be able to find a guy tat would lik me for me n not be so close to my sis but to me.. its jus gona be reli hard to find someone lik tat. it was reli hard to accept tat fact, but i guess i nid to accept it no matter how bad it wil be for me. though i cried n wasnt feelin good at all, lik i couldnt breathe, but well, i jus nid to forget abt the whole thing n jus make my sis be the better one n me oways far behind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my poor mom n dad had to fetch the frens home. some even lived in the east lehs. troublesome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den on sat, im reli sry to joel. i kinda gave him the silent treatment, the cold shoulder, well, u dun nid to noe y i did. jus tat he kinda affects how i felt on fri. but its cool now. nadya had a tumy ache. wen i told joel tat, i think he didnt reli believe tat, so i tried to be serious. hopefully he took it seriously. i wonder how she is now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;had to leave warren early tat day. hell.. nid to see my sis perform. i didnt reli wan to. cos my head was lik damn so called contracted.but stil, forced to go..haiix.. wad to do.. tat day, i didnt reli enjoy. after the concert, my sis made my whole family stay back jus to help her take her shoes n her file so tat she can go shoppin wif her frens mor conviently. wa seh, she some mor go play n joke around wif some of her frens den take her time to find us. hell, my bro n i were damn angry. well, tats not reli tat bad, but den i reli hate it wen she wen around tellin her frens, some of which were from other schs n wen eva she makes a new fren, she would say.. hi my name is agnes n my bday is on the 14 dec.. hell, den everyone has to giv her presents. she even requested for my parents to giv her presents too lehs.. MAD MAD!!! im boilin lik hell.. i nvr knew my sis would go to tis limit man.. after sec sch, she totali changed, im afraid i would bcome lik her.. if i would, i would slap myself everyday until my face turns red.. i mean, come on, be happy tat she has those frenships wif her frens, isnt tat enough??? well, last time i took things for granted, so i noe how it feels, but not to tis extent. hopefulli, my sis wouls tone down wif her gally ness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WOW, pourin my feelins out is reli good. feels damn good. not so stuffy inside.. chels wen to malaysia. hahas, i oso goin today.. hehes, hopefully can meet.. forgot to mention..everytime chels goes away, or i n her nvr kip in touch for a while, sth bad oways happens to me, lik tat time she wen to vietnam, den things happen to me n wei bin. as well as the time she wen to beijing. well, i think chels oways gets the good stuff wen she goes away.. if tats true, dne i dun mind spend mor alone time, me sufferin n her, gettin the good life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today, my mom brought me to go baibai.. at her last time village temple. it was so cool. hahas, ther got lots of nice bungalows.. hahas, den ltr at the back got the villager. hehes. the temple was rite in front of the opera hse tat was the oni thing except the temple tat was stil in use..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahas.. my mom told me lots of her childhood. got bridges n damps. hehes, even the time wen the teachers wen around lookin for my mom cos she refused to drink milk, while my mom hid in a corner..:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;though i reli hope my sis would spend mor family time den fren time.. stil.. HAPPY BDAY JIIE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-4946967172921413953?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/4946967172921413953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=4946967172921413953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4946967172921413953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4946967172921413953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/long-time-no-post-seh.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-6500124268171243054</id><published>2008-12-12T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:51:28.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haiix. jus finish tolleratin my mom n jason. URGH.. haiix nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after bloggin n postin tat post ytd. i kept thinkin n thinkin til around 1 in the mornin..not tat i couldnt sleep but ther's reli sth buggin me.. i tot back of those days tat i so called forgot. it reli hurt me, but well.. now im afraid of gettin to noe other ppl. lik joel. nowadays, joel has bcome my so called soulmate. its lik he noes everything, so wadeva he oso can say. it seems lik he is superman or sth. but well, i dun reli wana get too close eva since my break up. i bcame stronger abt myself n those around. but not to the guys around. cos im scared if they noe me too well, everything wil go heywire.. i noe wad im bad at. insecurity, no trust, strong opinionted. n i oso noe wad wil bcome of me wen i hav a bf in the future. i wil be lik last time n it sucks. so if a guy can tolerate me bein me, den well, i wil say he's a v impressive guy. but for now, everytime i think of a guy tat i may lik, i wil kick him outs my mind for at least two three days. sry joel, if i nid to be quite far away from ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kays, lets not tok abt tis things.. ytd i was walkin wif my mom. tokin n chatti mabt personal stuff as usual. she said sth tat reli made me change. i asked her wad she would she describe love. she said SELFLESS.. den she carried on.. love towards each other, as frens or family. its stil the same. to be selfless is sth tat most cant do. ther r many ppl hu get divorces, bcos they cant giv way to one another. too selfish, thinkin abt themselves oni.. n many mor. i cant reli rmb it. well, den she said sth abt wen ppl get too close, friction ocurrs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, denwe were tokin abt ppl wantin attention. den my mom said everyone wana hav attention from others, but its the degree of it. well, to me, some ppl jus cant get enough of attention. n i think tat ppl hu r good in studies, nvr get mor attention den those hu hav talents. well, my mom said though tats true, but den wen it comes to work, oni the ppl hu can hav IQ n EQ wil succeed. hmm, well, okay larhs. agree wif her lorhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lastly, i jus wana say this. im reli happy i broke wif wei bin. though after our break he's stil hurtin me. he made me realise sth, tat i can improve in my next relationship n he;s character oni came to light to me after i got near him. tats one good thing though the cons r lots mor. hahas, my aunt told me tat my cousin last time had lots of gfs but all not stable, now he got a gf for 4 yrs, impressive yea. hahas:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gona change for the better n forget u once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-6500124268171243054?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/6500124268171243054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=6500124268171243054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/6500124268171243054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/6500124268171243054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/haiix.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-2838990839653876568</id><published>2008-12-11T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:41:34.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waas. so long nvr blog. tired of it. kinda. hahs, I RECEIVED MY WARREN MAIL!!! ahhs. hahas, i got runners-up for the badminton tournament, den invited to the duno wad sports nite or sth. for atheletes oni larhs. hehes. cant wait for my trophy. if my parents bring cam den i upload the photo hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now everyday i think back of my past. those glorious moments. before i got into the damn 6.12.. i rather be a stupid person den go back into the past n enter tat class. but wads done is done rite. my damn fate larhs.. well, i wanted to change. but den in the end., i lost my confidence in myself. hmm, now pickin myself up. hahas. today all i could rmb was my childhood wen i look back into the past. those p1 to p5 moments. i couldnt rmb a single thing abt tis yr except for camp. hahas:D haiix. poor memory. but im reli grateful tat i can forget my past in 6.12..WOW tats a long time ago ehh??? hmm.. well, though chels say she doesnt lik the now me, but i think im great lik tat. sure tat i fool around in warren, but well, i dun in front of my other frens. i hate myself bein lik the past me. i dun wana go jian kun'a party. though i think it'll be great, but den i wouldnt wana miss another warren so called meetin. i wana give my frens christmas presents n oso celebrate me goin into sec sch next yr. well, i jus wana tell them they r GREAT frens. they r the ppl hu i can rely on anytime anywher.. hehes, praisin them is kinda hard. nid to think of wad i cant say. hahas:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohh.. i wana tel ya ppl. I GOT A NEW GOD SIS!!! my another elderly TANYA!!!! hahas.. huggs:DD now i can consult mor ppl tat i reli can say anything in front of them :DD if u ppl ask me y i lik my warren frens so much, den firstly, u've goto noe tat its their fault tat they r so likable HAHAHSS.. &gt; &lt; wow, im tired of praisin them.. hahas, hu else can i praise rite??? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the topic of warren, so sad seh. tis sat hav to go wif my family to my sis's concert. man, i cant wait to take her pic n ENLARGE it, den she can see tat her mouth is no smaller den mine:DD wads mor is tat bcos of tat, i cant go warren. n tat may be the oni time i will see JOEL N TANYA!!! ahh. :( :( sad sad seh.. haiix. wad to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas, today heard a song. well, its not reli reli new. its not reli reli nice, but den it reli helps a lot:D the song title is IF U LEAVE. n i wana dedicate it to wei bin:DD ooh.. another song is SINCE U'VE BEEN GONE by kelly clarkson. hehes. describes me alot:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas, gh jus said tat i hav nice teeth. hahas, random, but den i reli wana try on braces. wana experoence though the dentist say i can dun wear. if its reli ex den next time i earn big bucks den giv mee parents :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh.. come to the serious parts. today so bad seh. tot my arm jus recover den can play badminton properly, but den sometimes got energy sometimes dun hav..:( blehhx.. den play badminton matches, den suddenly i think i sprain my leg. i would lik to call it half broken. well, cos it reli feels lik it is. hahas, since it doesnt reli hurt, den i wen to skip hahas after bein drenched in the rain wen i wen home..hahas, the rain so siok!!! hahs:DD i noe i mqay be crazy, but i reli love the rain though i wil nid to hav a box of tissues beside me whereva i go&lt;br /&gt;hahas:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor leg.. hahs, good thing i wil be goin fr the back checkup tml. haiix. scared scared. i wan my braces too. den my is wan me get ear piercin, but i oni wan one side. mor cool HAAS, but my poor ear seh. i duno if i reli wan. one ear hole would look reli nice. ahas:DD waas, nowadays, my family came over the angry period. all happy happy one. hahas:DD den i oso nvr get angry at my bro unlik last time. hahas, last time too much on mind, den so frustrated everyday:DD esp wen i had a bf. tat sucks yea??? hmm.. i think im reli happy wifout one.. its lik im not controlled any mor:DD but den i not v sure if i lik someone. hahas. not sure whether he liks me either:DD so i shall put it aside for now..hahas, i think im reli gettin used to bein alone. hahas. its reli nice to do things for ya self n not giv a damn abt wads gona happen next hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not blabber on!! BUAIIS :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-2838990839653876568?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/2838990839653876568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=2838990839653876568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/2838990839653876568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/2838990839653876568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/waas.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-5809715706796658249</id><published>2008-12-10T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:43:21.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahas.lots happenin man.. so cool. now everyday is so fun!!! :D whee..but i reli cant wait for next yr. wen everything changes. every person is on the same lvl, same ground. cant wait to make more frens..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;muahahah, my aunts kip bringin food to my hse. hahas, dun dare eat too much..hmm.. nowadays, i reli watch my diet seh. hahas:D but stil damn fat..hmm.. ytd was damn fun playin badminton wif my aunts n uncles. hahas, wa seh. saw brandon's dad!!! shocked seh. den somemor nid to play badminton wif him. felt reli bad enterin the court n cosin lots of uncles to lose. i damn mad at myself den. den, i decided even if i dun wana bcome wadeva badminton star player, i stil wana try my best in everything:DD hahas, wen the badminton matches were all over, wa seh. the uncles treat the badminton hall lik some guys' locker rm. all take off shirt seh. hahas, my uncles some hav six packs. but i didnt dare to look anymor den go bathe first. hahas. luckily brandon's dad nvr take off, or else i....... dun say better:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cant wait to live my life to the fullest next yr:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/ST9xHUyUYSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uX_DrPmT-yo/s1600-h/hester+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278061658954293538" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/ST9xHUyUYSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uX_DrPmT-yo/s320/hester+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my super CHIO BUU god sis. she is ze most beau lady i've eva seen. :DD hahas, her name is hester, but i lik to call her sterster:DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/ST9xG-F_LmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KGhCEkN6wro/s1600-h/anderson%27s+ice+cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278061652862774882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/ST9xG-F_LmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KGhCEkN6wro/s320/anderson%27s+ice+cream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tat day wen to orchard rd den go to the paragon n others. hehes, wen to somewher somehow to repair my sis fone. after tat, we wen to eat at ANDERSON's ice cream hehes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/ST9xHY3MASI/AAAAAAAAAEY/X3TTbfuKvIE/s1600-h/CHOCOLATTE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278061660048458018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/ST9xHY3MASI/AAAAAAAAAEY/X3TTbfuKvIE/s320/CHOCOLATTE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yummy mummy chocolatte..hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/ST9xGmYuNjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/hCFdKyz6jO8/s1600-h/WISMA+ATRIA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278061646498903602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/ST9xGmYuNjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/hCFdKyz6jO8/s320/WISMA+ATRIA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after all of tat, we wen to WISMA ATRIA jus to hav some fun:DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;used to cant live without u, now everything is better tis way..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-5809715706796658249?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/5809715706796658249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=5809715706796658249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/5809715706796658249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/5809715706796658249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/ST9xHUyUYSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uX_DrPmT-yo/s72-c/hester+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-3144143289385168781</id><published>2008-12-08T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:17.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahas, i jus wana quote wad hester jiie said to me today.. FLIRT +FLIRT, FAT+FAT hahs, so funny!!! laugh me head off man..hehes :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i kept my feelins inside,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dun expect for ur love in return,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jus wana feel its ther.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant wait to meet u again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;til den,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i shall collate everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by den,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything wil go my way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i kip my feelins,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eva so strong inside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;u broke my heart once or twice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aint tat much broken yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the world is full of miracles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;u may not noe wad wil happen next.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;happiness shall prevail.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart shall wait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im kipin my words to myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wen the time is rite,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i shall blurt everything out to u.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my hatred, my loved, n of cos ur ways.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i jus cant wait.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for my revenge on u.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the best one im gona giv my best.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one u'll oways call ur nightmare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-3144143289385168781?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/3144143289385168781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=3144143289385168781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/3144143289385168781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/3144143289385168781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/hahas-i-jus-wana-quote-wad-hester-jiie.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-1352360611024857596</id><published>2008-12-08T10:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T11:07:52.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this few days hav been reli fun!!! wen almost everywher wif my family:D now we might be goin to other countries to hav vacation stuff. had lots of dreams, nightmares of other things goin on in my head.. decided on quite anumberof stuff. its time to settle down. perhaps read alittle mor books n catch up on sec one stuff. hmm.. my dad wad rite, i didnt reli study for my PSLE, so wadeva sch im posted to, i'll jus reli reli try harder n reli try my best. instead of slackin lots. shall not go on lots of outin if frens liao. dun even wana celebrate me bday. not lotsof ppl wil rmb my bday.. haiix, miss my p1 days, the days wen most of my guy classmates were gangsters n i would hang around them, hopin to catch a few bad  words n use them back on them. well, though most of them r not reli good in their studies, but i reli enjoyed those days wen i could be anyone i lik. now, the pressure around me given by my frens, esp the ones in sch makes it hard for me to be someone i reli wana be... well, jus tats jus my life. if i could go back in time i wish i had a great bondin wif my soulmates, hui min, madeline n pavitra. cos i noe they reli care abt me. though tis yr hadnt been such a great yr after all, the new ppl lik aik tek n me gettin to noe leonyong n jian hao better makes it better den eva. jus wish aik tek n i could hav mor communication den he would be the best fren i could eva ask for. someone can make me laugh wen no one else bothered. thx for the great yr guys!!! i wana change myself wen i get into sec sch:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-1352360611024857596?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/1352360611024857596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=1352360611024857596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/1352360611024857596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/1352360611024857596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-few-days-hav-been-reli-fun-wen.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-8710114663680660496</id><published>2008-12-06T23:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:59:27.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sry ppl, nvr post nvr so lots. well, i did post but it was damn vulgar n would lik to jus kip it as a draft. i can let ya see if u reli wana see it..hehehs.&lt;br /&gt;well, its PHOTO TIME!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STqbF4zRkgI/AAAAAAAAADY/PF8uiY8LsSs/s1600-h/juliana+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276700438867055106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STqbF4zRkgI/AAAAAAAAADY/PF8uiY8LsSs/s320/juliana+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAS!!! our photo outside the hall didnt end up too well hahas!!! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STqbGf8Z0_I/AAAAAAAAADg/bBWwiqSaiN0/s1600-h/juliana+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276700449374327794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STqbGf8Z0_I/AAAAAAAAADg/bBWwiqSaiN0/s320/juliana+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is so much better!!! hahas:DD chesse!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STqbHZ5DuEI/AAAAAAAAADw/zSrLcR8UNIY/s1600-h/Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276700464929552450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STqbHZ5DuEI/AAAAAAAAADw/zSrLcR8UNIY/s320/Flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice flowers eh?? hahas, some r purple. WHEE!!! purple rocks hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STqbG5XJGjI/AAAAAAAAADo/5jJTqDCb5aQ/s1600-h/dad+n+mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276700456197364274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STqbG5XJGjI/AAAAAAAAADo/5jJTqDCb5aQ/s320/dad+n+mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEE mom n dadie goin to cck park today after breakfast hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, travel back to ytd bahs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STqc56J4QdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fnCmQ8_PLII/s1600-h/toastmasters+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276702432095125970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STqc56J4QdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fnCmQ8_PLII/s320/toastmasters+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here is the toastmasters' cloth thingy hahahas..:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STqc5QvMeLI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BzLPrWQK_qM/s1600-h/toastmasters+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276702420977350834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STqc5QvMeLI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BzLPrWQK_qM/s320/toastmasters+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after tat, cos it was the last chapter meetin of the yr, so we wen to the nearby kopitiam to eat. hahas, i sat beside a competent toastmaster, name michael lee. hahs, everyone, which is all the adults ther treat me lik an adult..hahas, say wad i dun look lik a p6 at all. learnt lots from ther. den michael treat me to food. bluff me one lorhs..say wad the kopitiam card got 10%off, but in the end, its usin the card to buy the whole item one. hell, i was so shocked den he didnt wan me to pay him back, den he snatched back the card. walau, den every adult was lik starin at mee.. blush blush, so pai seh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahas.. hav lots mor photos.hahas, jus wana say I LOVE WARREN N I LOVE HESTRE JIIE!!!! U'RE THE BEST ELDER GAN I CAN EVA GET !!!!! nowadays, im gettin closer to my frens n gans alot mor since i started not givin too much comments on things. well, it gives other ppl mor time to tok n to get to noe ppl better. well, its workin wif everyone except certain ppl, well, i feel lik blowin my top, kipin everything to myself. it sucks alot..but i'd rather not tok abt it until i found the rite person i can say to..n i think it wil be hester. she now seems lik my one n all. next week i shall say all my crap to chermaine, hope she doesnt mind. she didnt come today, so, i cant reli do anything..hmm. i reli cant help myself gettin angry. seems lik i nid to pace my steps again n perhaps get some peace. im gona off my fone until wen im goin out. im not gona see any smses until i reach home at nite.. im reli a fish out of water but no one can reli help me. im reli wishin hester or chermaine would. hester has her own probs, so chermaine is the best candidate.. ps, not tat everyone else isnt good, jus tat u ppl r not tat close..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-8710114663680660496?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/8710114663680660496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=8710114663680660496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/8710114663680660496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/8710114663680660496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/sry-ppl-nvr-post-nvr-so-lots.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STqbF4zRkgI/AAAAAAAAADY/PF8uiY8LsSs/s72-c/juliana+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-1584308922933784702</id><published>2008-12-04T21:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:18:46.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today SO!!!! busy man! waas.. last night couldnt sleep. damn my bro larhs..so bad, made me go out to the DARK N SCARY living rm jus to get his bolsters. say wad he cannot sleep without them..ai yah. treat him nice nice, in the end, couldnt sleep!! hahas. den today the headache subsided a little. but after playin badminton for a while, my arm started to ache again. den it was the legs. the whole hall was chaotic. waas.. so many things happen. haiix. i didnt reli say muh esp wen chels was angry. dun wan irritate her mahs..den wen her so called rival in the arguement toked to me, well, i didnt say much either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MAN, mei jun thrashed me lik hell, but i blame it all on the damn shuttle cock n my rustiness..HAHAS. no larhs. well, im reli proud of mei jun. i reli hope she could be one of the top badminton players in singapore. make me proud mei. hmm..well, she arh. damn chio n hav nice muscles.hahas. she arhs..haiix. jus hope she can et wad she deserves wen she grows up..to joel too. hahas, i think he trains reli hard n should be rewarded!!! :DDD hahas.nowadays quite close to him. well, no sparks fly, he is jus a reli nice guy. jus lik aik tek..man how i miss aik tek. got him a cute christmas present for him. but duno wen den can giv him.perhaps at the end of the year bahs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh yah. today headache again. mrs seow got tasks for me. ahss!!!! well, mr chua was in sch too. tml nid go see her again. plus along wif some of the other prefects. wa seh, she got new ADIDAS bag. so good. hahas. wear hot pink shirt too!!! :DDD look lik barbie doll!!! hahas lik nicole.. last time wen we had cricket practice, she wore barbie doll short den we joked abt her n her barbie doll..hahas, den play the usual CLING CLING!!! muahahas. gona tell everyone abt tis game. our class around everyone noes hahas. so fun esp wif jun xian in it. he wil be lik innocent wen he is the victim!!! :DD sry, today i damn happy hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den after badminton wen wif chels n mei jun to wad christams shoppin. in the end lik nvr buy lots of things. haiix. i no mor money.. my mom so good. wen she asked my grandma wher i was. den the forst thing she did was call me n asked me if i nided mor money. but well, i promised my grandma tat i would eat at home after i came back, so i didnt bring much money.. den jus watch them eat n stuff.. hahas, saw meiling wif her bf. wa seh, her bf reli good to her. so r her parents they allow her lorhs. ): hahaass, her bf giv her so many damn things. rmb tat time wen hav legacy carnival den my best fren, ruth, her bf played so many games jus to win her some soft toys. hahas, even presented to her infront of her frens. so good. hahas..:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmm..i duno wad to say liao..haiix, tml goin wif yingsuan to watch movie hahas. is chritmas is gona be so fun!!! hahas. cant wait for the movie n the toastmasters tml!!! hahas. perhaps tml wont hav enough time to blog seh. cos toasmasters v long one lehs..haiix.hahs. toastmasters gona oragnize x mas party. cant wait too!!! hahs. but now i reli duno wen i wil organize my parties lehs..hmm.. haiix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;time for photos hahas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STfiVNUh0PI/AAAAAAAAADA/xkCtWb1NqKc/s1600-h/LGIM0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275934342468718834" style="WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STfiVNUh0PI/AAAAAAAAADA/xkCtWb1NqKc/s320/LGIM0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAH regine n her partner at my mercy hahahas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STfiUzfXcXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/NktH_vMyT1Q/s1600-h/LGIM0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275934335534854514" style="WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STfiUzfXcXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/NktH_vMyT1Q/s320/LGIM0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN!!! i jus love to take ppl's photos wen they're off guard DONT I!!! hahas. well, chels did say she jus loves to smell her towel :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STfiUjiUDQI/AAAAAAAAACw/NR98K9iUFzw/s1600-h/purple+basketball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275934331252247810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STfiUjiUDQI/AAAAAAAAACw/NR98K9iUFzw/s320/purple+basketball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PURPLE BASKETBALL!! hahas so nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STfiURP5OmI/AAAAAAAAACo/nf3nmthex0Q/s1600-h/PIGGY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275934326343154274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STfiURP5OmI/AAAAAAAAACo/nf3nmthex0Q/s320/PIGGY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE PIGGY PIGGY PIGGY!!! hahas. rmb the times ren min n i said tat to irritate abhi, in the end, it didnt work. he said it along wif us!!! hahahs!!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STfkOxbEVcI/AAAAAAAAADI/8Eu8u4G4esM/s1600-h/LGIM0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275936430923994562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STfkOxbEVcI/AAAAAAAAADI/8Eu8u4G4esM/s320/LGIM0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O.o hahas, tis photo was taken wen i was in warren last week. sian mahs. hahas. try to figure out which one was my ***** hahas. happy figurin out!!! cant see the pic clearly rite hahs. tats the trick!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-1584308922933784702?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/1584308922933784702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=1584308922933784702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/1584308922933784702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/1584308922933784702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-so-busy-man-waas.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STfiVNUh0PI/AAAAAAAAADA/xkCtWb1NqKc/s72-c/LGIM0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-7995082687488646789</id><published>2008-12-03T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:28:15.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STaGx3gagPI/AAAAAAAAACA/3G_GSw0DAm8/s1600-h/valerie+jiie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275552204782731506" style="WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STaGx3gagPI/AAAAAAAAACA/3G_GSw0DAm8/s320/valerie+jiie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rmb, my valerie jiie's 21 bday..hahas. she is the one on the right. she damn thin seh. eat avg stil v thin..haiix. my cousins all lik tat one. hehes. the one on the left is my sis. if u look closely, her eyes look EVIL!!! evil i tell ya!!urgh...scary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STaGy9KR7GI/AAAAAAAAACY/aJr65gFdSmw/s1600-h/san+gu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275552223480376418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STaGy9KR7GI/AAAAAAAAACY/aJr65gFdSmw/s320/san+gu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE is the bday gal's incredible mom!!! she is damn strict, but den, she is stil v nice:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STaGyinO3UI/AAAAAAAAACQ/QwnAlezYnxA/s1600-h/Uncle+fransis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275552216354053442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STaGyinO3UI/AAAAAAAAACQ/QwnAlezYnxA/s320/Uncle+fransis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE is the dad!!!he was jus tryin to let his eyeballs pop out.hahas:DD kiddin, jus posin for the camera..hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STaGzKoU9YI/AAAAAAAAACg/fAWVxqRFGxQ/s1600-h/da+gu+%26+grace+jiie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275552227096065410" style="WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STaGzKoU9YI/AAAAAAAAACg/fAWVxqRFGxQ/s320/da+gu+%26+grace+jiie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the high class lady on the left is my first aunt. the gal on the right is m cousin. she graduated from RV. hehehs, the one i told u tat wen to thailand to do volunteer work:DD. she is damn lik me larhs.hahs, or the other way round.:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STaGySCtjvI/AAAAAAAAACI/JDeq4kwYucU/s1600-h/priscilla+jiie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275552211905908466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STaGySCtjvI/AAAAAAAAACI/JDeq4kwYucU/s320/priscilla+jiie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, here, is my first aunt's daughter, PRISCILLA JIIE!!! n of cos her bf beside her.she is damn chio..she damn nice so is her bf. hmm..wonder wen they're gettin engaged or married. hahas, by den den i take mor PICS!!!hahas. i got 5 mega pixels mahs..hahas:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..til next time ppl..hmm. i think i goin wif my warren frens to escape soon. i think its next monday. den i'll be goin wif mei jun n her family to her church the tree top walk or sth. so mor pics comin up. hahas. stil got the east coast bbq havent show yet.hahas. alot of scenery shots so i can giv them to joel, he liks sceneries if im not wrong..hmm..stil got my ashaway tournament.hahas. next time bahs. anyways, my blog so isolated ones..no one comes except for FAYE!!! THX FAYE!!!! GREAT FREN!! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-7995082687488646789?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/7995082687488646789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=7995082687488646789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/7995082687488646789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/7995082687488646789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/rmb-my-valerie-jiies-21-bday.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STaGx3gagPI/AAAAAAAAACA/3G_GSw0DAm8/s72-c/valerie+jiie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-4836413864528678441</id><published>2008-12-03T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:12:14.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today reli headche man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in the mornin, got muscle ache from ytd trainin. SHIT!!! my muscle growin bigger, not reli nice lehs..hmm, goto find a way to kip my abs but remain the size of my arm muscles..hmm, hopefully chels will oso be fine, we arh..so qiao, kana muscle aches tgt. hahas:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den i ate some fruits in the afternoon as i read most of my book, THE LOST BOY..well, havent finish, cos half way i headache. i tried sleepin but couldnt sleep, so i forced myself to..URGH, den the headache got even worse..haiix, so pain man..den my grandma so good seh. she go help me get some feng you..hahas, but den i didnt wana touch the oil..hahas, so my maid oso v good to me one, help me put the oil..hehex.LOVE YA PPL!!! next time i oso wan giv them sth. den i decided to do sth for my grandma..well, she loves it wen i draw things for her. i stil remember the paper flowers, the frogs n the singin frog i drew for her. she oways kips my arts. hahas, the froggie stil in her room. last time i made my grandpa some frogs too. representin our family memebers. well, my siblings n i r the oni zi sun mahs. cos my other uncles from my dad side havent got kids yet. so we r the oni ones hahas. all my other cousins from my dad sides r from the aunties one, so its lik nt counted as zi sun..hehex. but we r lik the youngest lorhs ): BLEHXX!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmm.. oh yah, i wana thx BRANDON for tis vid. check ut his vid. its damn funny to me larhs. hahas. got guan hao actin inside. hahas. they arh..haiix, boys r stil boys larhs. but check out his vid n spread :DD this is the URL, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/ojybrandon"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/ojybrandon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; i guess the vid made me laugh n i feel a little beter larhs. mus comment on their effort. hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;btw, GOOD LUCK JOEL!!!for the SKU competition!!:D hmm..see if i got any mor pics to put up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nowadays, our memories flush back in my mind..i cant believe we ended up lik tis. truthfully, this aint the way i expected tis to turn out. we cant even be frens now..guess its true tat nvr take anything for granted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-4836413864528678441?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/4836413864528678441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=4836413864528678441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4836413864528678441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4836413864528678441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-reli-headche-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-5425748408942854142</id><published>2008-12-02T21:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:54:56.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STU4wEVlO8I/AAAAAAAAABw/qdal7cA16k0/s1600-h/sandstorm+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275184936983542722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STU4wEVlO8I/AAAAAAAAABw/qdal7cA16k0/s320/sandstorm+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rmb tat time i was at mei jun's hse b4 goin to take a walk at the park wif her doggie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas, chels tot tat i took pics os her b4 tis one, didnt noe i took tis hahas.. :)evil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was lookin at the cat after smsin ahem ahem..hahas (: smile bigbig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer look at the cat playin wif its toys.hahas, the skater whale.. btw, the cat is called SANDSTORM, its a male n chels liks it better den the doggie cos she's a little afraid of it.. MUAHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STU4v3sAsWI/AAAAAAAAABo/XDy51sm1-R8/s1600-h/sandstorm+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275184933587956066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STU4v3sAsWI/AAAAAAAAABo/XDy51sm1-R8/s320/sandstorm+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at ze MAJESTIC CAT!!! its lookin at chels..hahasXP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STU4voXqcpI/AAAAAAAAABg/guHrt2FeHVs/s1600-h/sandstorm+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275184929476080274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STU4voXqcpI/AAAAAAAAABg/guHrt2FeHVs/s320/sandstorm+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275184947358922754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STU4wq_Q-AI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mXEzGXhCm6U/s320/Labrador.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time the camp leaders were at labrador&lt;br /&gt;moe camp site or sth..hahas. rmb, liang actin&lt;br /&gt;cool? hahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look closely u can see come of the camp leaders hangin out at the small shelter ther, while the GB gals hangin a kind of parade or sth at the BIG shelter. i saw hui min lehs hahas;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dared her to jump down the hill which is not in the pic, near wher i took tis photo, but she was lik dun wan dun wan.. hahas, they so lucky, get to sleep in the dorms, last time i wen ther for the leadership training camp hors, we slept in the hall hahas. but was reli fun!!! YIPEE!!!XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-5425748408942854142?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/5425748408942854142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=5425748408942854142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/5425748408942854142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/5425748408942854142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/rmb-tat-time-i-was-at-mei-juns-hse-b4.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STU4wEVlO8I/AAAAAAAAABw/qdal7cA16k0/s72-c/sandstorm+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-4435464594693084819</id><published>2008-12-02T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:20:15.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm..today arh, nth reli on lorhs..ytd slept quite late, my sis was lik haha i duno wad the heck she did tat for den walked away, well, at least, she talked to me. today, i guess its better, she commented on a tv programme. well, my grandma was beside me, so i dun reli noe whether tat counts..haiix. but well, she reli is a little flirty, my dad, mom n bro oso say so..hmm..haiix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today woke up a little early, slept after 12 ytd. cried to sleep again..haiix, i dun reli noe y, but ytd, was lik tokin to wb a frens. den he started to ask me so many questions. my head reli damn pain seh..say wana stay as frens, in the end until lik tat. tats y i told him we couldnt be frens. now i wana jus treat him lik another other guy. i wouldnt be any closer to him. i dun wan myself get hurt. neither do i wan others to say anything abt us anymor. today was great in sch. though i was reli tired n had reli no energy. it was totali fun playin wif my coach n brushing up my skills. at first i tot my coach was givin me super hard things to do, but den, wen i finally got hold of the training, i realised, i could reli do it n, i hadnt been pushin myself..wow..i reli nid to brush up in everything. includin my studies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lessons for meself now on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;work harder in everything i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;not think so highly of myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;change myself for myself, not anyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;change is nided as time passes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;be mor humble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-4435464594693084819?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/4435464594693084819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=4435464594693084819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4435464594693084819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4435464594693084819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-3866396510524378216</id><published>2008-12-01T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:58:17.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sry ppl for the damn post last nite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmm..today was great!!! the air was even better as i wen to chels hse b4 goin to mei jun's hse.. hahas. the sun was shining in my world again..haiixx.. so long nvr had tat feelin liao.hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;was at chels hse..i shouldnt hav came up so early, i noe chels dun mind, but i scared her mom angry..sry auntie.. den tgt, we wen down to the carpark. from ther, my mom was kind enough to get us a ride to mei jun's hse at yew tee..huggs mom, for caring for me so much as to think i wouldnt hav enough money n stuff..hahas she gave me around a hundred hahas..:DD AWESOME MOM, mom..hehex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;den at mei jun's hse, we found out tat wild wild wet is under maintanence every mon or sth, so we stayed at mei jun's hse n played wif her stuff n animals. her whole family r animal lovers!!! they adopted a female dog n a male cat.. hahas. i lik the dog while chels preferred the cat due to the dog's enthusiaism, hopin up n down..hahas. man, i tot the dog was jus tryin to be friendly by jumpin n scratching a little, but den, it scratched my thigh all the way down to my calf muscle..hahas, but wasnt reli pain larhs, so okay..mei jun's eldest sis, meiling n her bf were playin the com, so mei jun brought us out wif her doggie to take a walk. hahas, we wen to the parks n the playgrounds to play. fell down quite a number of times, hahas, but okay larhs..jus damn tired lorhs.. hahas. den we wen back wen it was gona be time we go wild wil wet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kays skip everything, but goto say tat meiling n bennedict r the sweetest couple i've eva seen :D. den we took MRT to escape den wen mei jun wen to the toilet n meiling wen wif her n mei ru hadnt come yet, bennedict, me n chels wen to book tickets.. GUESS WAD???!!! WE SAW ADRAIN PANG!!! AHHHH!!!! NO ONE ELSE SAW LORH!!!! WA MAN.. chels spotted him first hahas. HAHAS, WEN I WAS LIK LOOKIN AT HIS WATCH DEN TOLD CHELS TO LOOK, HE LOOKED AT ME WEN I PUT MY HEAD UP!!! hahas. DEN HE SMILED AT ME SO SHOCKED!!! hell...blush blush..hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kays, den we wen into wild wild wet, den we wen to play n stuff. i was alittle scared at first..well, firstly, i hate wet floors n well, scared of heights hahas.:DD den we played lik siao. playin the ULAR LAH, the SLIDEUP the WAVE POOL n other stuff.. hahas. all of them were damn fun, but den the best was the slide up. though its the shortest n the scariest, i can even feel myself on the slide even now..75 degress leh!!! but den i enjoyed it hahas.. we were lik pulling pranks on ppl. hahas the foursome of us..so formidable. hehes. weirdest thing is tat i saw this guy tat looked lik liang alot!!! the best part is tat i saw him at an MRT station one day. it was a week ago wen i wen wif jean n chels to see schs.WALAU lehs. he is lik the smaller version of liang. hahas.. den he was starin at me, wonderin wad the heck i was doin lookin at him. so pai seh. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;den mei ru larhs, go push me to some guy tat was infront wen she had nth to do. haiix, but of cos i didnt get angry larhs, well, i didnt wan spoil fun n well, its not a big deal..hahas. waas..den it was lik goin to rain or sth, so everyone had to get into the shelter..hahs, den suddenli everyone chiong into the bathrooms leh..hahas, i jump queue, actuali, ther wasnt a single queue larhs, so i chiong into any or the cubicles i found tat was empty. hahas, the best thing was wen i was inside, the whole bathroom got noisier n noisier as more ppl got in, den i heard chels's voice. hahas, her voice too got louder n louder..hahas.!!! :DD laugh my heart out in ther..i wish mei jun is all rite, cos she fell in the bathroom from wad i heard..haiix., poor gal..chels too, cos she felt sick ytd, didnt even noe whether she could come lehx..happy tat she came:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;den we ate some food at the KFC inside wild wild wet..hahas, i oni ate cheese fries n a reg pesi. hahas, didnt feel lik eatin at all..chels dmn forgettful, kip forgettin tat she had ordered cheese ries, so i didnt tell her n wen to help her get her cheese fries..aiyo..xiao jiie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after tat, we wen to MAC. mei jun n mei ru havent eat mahs, so we wen ther watch them eat..hahas, no larhs. pei them, anyways we goin home wif them mahs, so wait lorhs..hehes. mei ru force me eat her ice cream. i didnt wana eat, but she tot i dun wan share her saliva den go take a straw, use it to dig so ice cream n head straight for my mouth..hahas, afraid i was tempted, so i told her i was damn full, den dun wan..hahas..but the ice cream was nice, soycream or sth lik tat from MR BEAN. next time i go ther buy lorhs, perhaps get one for my sis as pei jui.. hope she forgives me.. den mei jun's dad brought us back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahas, everyone in the car was lik gona fall asleep..hahas. chels n mei jun so funny, mei jun sat infront, den chels beside me..den mei ru sleep liao..hahas. mei jun's head nods down a little, den chels's head nods down. den they lik two balls bouncin up n down, b4 chels's head rests on my shoulder n mei jun's head rests on the front seat's side part..hahas. i looked out the window. most of the time, tis is wen i start to reflect. wen everyone is quiet n the day is endin..well, i couldnt think of anything..usual i would be lik..hopefully sth sth happens. but all i couls think of was wanting to go back ther wif camp leaders n abt the wave pool remindin me of QIAO NAN CAMP the canoe session, me partnerin chels. den chels infront, so i splashed ater at my camp leader. den in the end, chels got wet cos my camp leader splashed water back hahahas..stil rmb dougals. hehex..haiix.. but nth else abt the matters of heart lehs..now its jus cold, empty room in my mind.. wow. well, to me larhs. i reli dun nid to think tat hard now..im gona be single for quite a long time, not gona share my things wif anyone else hahas..kiddin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wana thank the KWA FAMILY FOR THE GREAT OUTING, CHELS FOR BEING THER, ADRAIN PANG n his scuba diving suit hahas tat he wore for the wild wild wet wif his family n brightenin up my day..hahs, MOM!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oso thank wb for lettin me free..hmm..not gona be so close to him anymor, den cw n v chong can hav a chance at him..hahas, tats if they noe how to seize opportunities..hehes. time includes changes. changes has its pros n cons, dependin on how u look at things:DD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-3866396510524378216?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/3866396510524378216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=3866396510524378216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/3866396510524378216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/3866396510524378216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/12/sry-ppl-for-damn-post-last-nite.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-1564669009250008270</id><published>2008-11-30T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:38:55.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>firstly, wana thank joel for helpin me wif some questions, abt the matter of my heart. but i didnt ask direct questions, oni lik partial answers larhs. his answers were totali different from those of which my frens giv me. well, i think its great to hav a diff perspective, esp from a male fren tat is near my age. thank alot joel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wen for the bbq. i mus say. thankx jarel's dad, jack, his dad for helpin out so much at the bbq. i didnt eat much, one or two satays n half a small stingray. well, the sambal chilli was great, but den the guys were damn playful larhs. man, wish they grew up. except for jack. he was tryin t help out n stuff n tryin to control the guys. well, no wonder my dad says he is v sensible. hmm.. well, he is jus another great guy from my class. one tat is reliable lik jh.. den well, i hav to say. well, wb was lik wif the gals, esp my sis. my sis was lik gettin close to him n stuff. well, i told her lots abt wads goin on. esp wad i told her abt v chong, esp wad i hate abt v chong. the oni thing. her flirtyness. well, i tot my sis would do sth for me. well, my bro is 4 yrs younger but stil, he noes wen my face turned black. he helped me get happier by destractin me n stuff. thx jason.. while my sis is jus so hell larhs. i told her y i was so upset, indeed my dad agreed tat she was a little flirty. i swear, i could hav handled the situation better, instead of fallin out wif my sis all bcos of her n wb. sry jie. well, wb. i cant reli comment. he is most of the times wif gals, but he jus says he is jus playin wif them. sometimes i reli cant stand it. but i stil dun say. i tot givin him a glare would well, do some effect on him, but seems ik nth works. b4 the bbq, i saw tis comin, so i had myself prepared. i read some books n reminded myself on certain things i should look out for. but in the end, everything was jus out of control. he didnt tok to me, didnt even receive my calls. well, to me, wb is a little lik joel, but wen joel had a gf, he wasnt so into playin wif the other gals. he stayed quite some distance from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since everything didnt work n everything was hey wire, it was time to let off my steam. playin wif jak n my bro reli did work wonders. lettin off my steam by kickin the soccer ball n playin ultimate frisbi..hehes:DD though i hurt my thumb, causin it to be a little immobilised for a while n my toes hurt after kickin the ball, hey i duno how to play soccer larhs.. well, it felt much better, while wb wen cycling wif the rest, guys n gals.. im reli pissed. i didnt expect anything, didnt hope for anything, but was shocked n unexpected things happened. i reli feel so much, desperately to get wb off my mind n one day jus vent all my anger out on him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den it was time to reflect. i sat n the beach, staring at the areoplanes fly past..watchin the ships n crusises sail here n ther. one day, i would lik to leave singapore without anyone knowin except my family.. i wana get out ther n see the world. i dreamt of it ytd. me in a cruise, meetin diff ppl, seein diff sights. though i was physically hurt in the process, i was nvr emotionally hurt. i didnt hav to care. its lik warren everyday. i didnt hav to kip up an image, lik how i nid to do in sch. nid to be guai kiak, cos its lik my parents expectations n how my frens in sch think of me.. its jus so hard to kip up an image. i wana see new things, try diff stuff. most importantly, i wana forget everything wen im in p6. though ther r happy moments, i dun wana eva rmb it. i wil rmb the good times, but i'll totali forget the bad ones, esp the ones i got angry in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we travel home, i was tired n totali destressed..den i found tat i dun reli hate v chong nor cw, i've nvr hated them. its tat cos of wb.. how i wish i can be lik tat everyday. but den, tat wont be me. i learnt. i wana let wb go, as in i dun wana care so much liao. thru his smses, he sounds lik how we were in the past, but now. its a different him i see wen he is around others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would lik to runaway so far tat no one wil find me. i wont live ther. jus would lik to spend some time ther to forget every bad moment n reflect n be myself, finally be myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant live my life feelin lik my bf is shared wif other gals, cant live my life feelin im the third party. afraid to say tat u make me feel so..i wana leave u, but i jus cant bear to say break wif u again. i lik u, but stil, u jus aint the same. perhaps i've changed, but everyone tat i reli care abt r cool wif tat. i reli hope, reli reli hope. u could see the change in me, tryin to forget wad u did in the past, tryin to change myself for ya. but i dunthink u feel it, neither do i think u can eva change for me..tot i could, but stil, i cant..tried so hard, but stil, back to square one. i stayed further from guys, oni hav 1!!! godbro, while u hav around 10 godsis. u r so close to gals, i dun think u tried to stay away, except for one. but wen i got back wif her, u got back wif her too.. m i reli ur gal??? call me faithless, but i reli nid ur assurance to get me back my trust in u, b4 i can even hav faith in ya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-1564669009250008270?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/1564669009250008270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=1564669009250008270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/1564669009250008270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/1564669009250008270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/11/firstly-wana-thank-joel-for-helpin-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-3158596212719147383</id><published>2008-11-29T20:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:05:59.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was okay okay, was from good to bad to good again. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wana say sry to my folks, hahas..ytd my bro n i couldnt sleep mahs..den was jus lik lyin down on the bed..urgh, he wanted to sleep on the same matress wif me, den he shooed me off the matress n said bcos of me den he feel v warm. == errs..den was lik starin at him, but den didnt noe if he was reli asleep, so i turned my head to get a closer look..hahas, den he started to burst out laughin at me, den in the end, we slept around 1, i think..den tis mornin wanted to go eat wif my folks, was to wake at around 7, at the end woke at 10..hehex..cheeky me, den my parents waited so long jus to go eat.. :P den my dad said he lost 1 kg jus waiting for me..hehes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;den we saw bbq pit ther n stuff, hmm..i wanted to hold a private bbq jus for my 4 yr tgt frens jus for bein in my life, no one else invited, oh yah, another one for camp leaders..haiixx but duno wen den can organise lehs.. hmm.. hopefully they hav nth on, den wil be damn fun!!! haiix.. wana go back to those days wen i was at qiao nan camp..so fun man..the ppl ther so good one lorhs. totali so honest wif me.. treat me lik god lik tat. hahas. kiddin larhs..but tat time was damn fun.. can ask chels, oliver, ling hao.. the ppl ther so cooperative. except for the ants thing. i swear i wasnt the one eatin ther lorhs. got so many ants. actuali, i didnt even noe ther were. didnt even see.. hahas. so naive of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kays. so den my mom n i were tokin abt whether i should go or not for the bbq. i reli didnt wana go. but my mom said tat it wil be better larhs. esp wen jack invited me. den she said i damn close to wb, dne i ask me go bcos wb would be ther.. i was lik err... hmm.. den i started to call up madeline, cos i noe she surely would go one. so i had her help in callin more ppl to go. lots of ppl nvr pick up their fone one lorhs. waste my fone bill. den in the end, i was late for badminton.. hai yah. wad to do. class crisis. hahas. actuali i jus didnt wana be alone ther.hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today warren got v little ppl. i sprained a little of my left leg. had some pain at my hip bone n smashed my left hand onto the floor wen playin wif my coach.. urgh.. so pain! so red. but den coach lee was so good as to chage my grip for me jus bcos i said the grip made my finger skin peel. so good of him hors.. hahas den my bro so jealous.hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;den lots of my warren frens all nvr come lorhs..they goin for sunday lesson mahs. couldnt make it. oh yahs, wana congratulate joel for gettin into kranji after appeallin for it thru badminton!!! :D. den was wif my fren chermaine..playin DDR n stuff. got to noe a few mor you qian ren. called ashley n shannon. shannon p5, ashely p6..all golf one..haixx..hmm.. i followed them all round hahas, jus for fun. den kip irritatin them..;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow, den my sexy fren, tanya came.. ai yah..didnt giv her her present. tot she nvr come mahs. but den she looked damn stunnin. nice dress tanya!! her mei mei oso v mei. wear nice dress too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahas. marcus, gary them at the otherside of the playroom swearin vulgarities..hahas. so funny laughin at them. dne chermaine said they no cock den wen to play course wif ashley n shannon. den left me n tanya n her sis, den her sis nided to go swimming class, so i wen wif them to bring her sis to the pool. den we wen on wif our chats, hahas. tanya n me so good tgt. both so pretty. hahas. kiddin. i look lik KNS, i look pretty oni bcos she is standin beside me. hahas. hai yah. hester nvr come. got one less person to pei us..haiix.hmm..hope she comes next week. but den tanya wont be comin.ai yah..both oso can one larhs. if they dun come dne i wil spend another hr in the gym lorhs..haii..now i gettin weaker..run 2 rounds around the park den no breath liao. feel lik whole body all so cold. no energy lik tat. i wish i were sick..den dun nid do anything. jus plan for mor parties hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm..den after tat, wen to eat wif my grand papa..hahas. couldnt understand a single hokkien or cantonese word he said, i oni noe how to say bye bye n manman..hahas. den my sis n i wen for hair cut. i felt my hair so troublesome den wen to cut short hair..hahas, kiddin larhs!!! i wil nvr cut v short..hmm. perhaps in the future wen baldness bcomes trendy hahas. i tot my hair frinch damn hell short seh..tot not nice. den my sis say nice.hahas. den wen i tie up my hair, my dad says i look natural unlik my past hair cut.hahas:DD hmm.. at least i dun look lik v chong, not tat i dun lik her, but tat i dun lik her hair man..dun lik her bulky frinch oni larhs. i totali lurvve farah's hair. she look lik a superstar popstar or sth.. so nice wif her rebondin. so stylish. hahas. i wana thank tat barber so much. she was a little aggressive wif my hair, but damn careful. paid so much attention. hahas. bet she is a great student, lik zhao bin. guai kaiks!!! hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant wait for bbq tml..hope certain ppl wil sms me lik they promised to..haii. dun expect too much, but can hope larhs..gona fetch madeline..sad tat aik tek cant go, wana play wif him n giv him bday present. fret not, i'll jus giv him a present wen i hold a party next time., make sure he comes, or i can jus go to his hse. hahas, so near oni..hehes. goto giv h his present too. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm.. well, cya next time in my LONG posts!!! hehes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STFLugRQ4qI/AAAAAAAAABY/XdD4-5la1-8/s1600-h/Love+2007+(140).gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274079900935971490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STFLugRQ4qI/AAAAAAAAABY/XdD4-5la1-8/s320/Love+2007+(140).gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the stars shined so bright in my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everytime i see them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think back of ya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the times we had tgt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i remembered ya thru the stars..&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/4991862226598749866-3158596212719147383?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/3158596212719147383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=3158596212719147383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/3158596212719147383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/3158596212719147383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-was-okay-okay-was-from-good-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/STFLugRQ4qI/AAAAAAAAABY/XdD4-5la1-8/s72-c/Love+2007+(140).gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-5333403121338408961</id><published>2008-11-28T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T18:38:06.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOO!!! ytd was so shoke..hahas, wen down to play badminton wif my sis, den saw my frenly neighbour playin too. den he asked whether he could play wif us. of cos can larhs..here's a rough description of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've not seen him n his family for quite a long time liao. his name is nicholas, he got an elder bro, his twin, markers..both r 18, but den both of diff personalities. nicholas is cheeky to me, while his bro is mature. markers taller n more muscular, while nicholas a little skinnier n a little shorter. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i partnered nicholas against my sis, cos markers had not come home yet mahs. den we were lik playin n laughin, tokin abt the past n stuff..hahas, he laugh damn funny larhs. jus kip blastin out laughin n laughin.. hehex. some times he 'fly' to show off his skills. hahas:D but den tell ya sth reli gross. but stil a little sad larhs. at one time, his finger got a blister leh. den u noe wad he did, HE ACTUALI BITE OFF HIS SKIN OFF HIS FINGER LEH!!! somemore wan us see is finger n den he wanted to play again rite after tat.. its lik so painful larhs. can see a little of the vein leh. poor guy. think he tried to act manly infront of my sis bahs. can see tat my sis a little lik him too.. hahas. so wen his bro markers came down to play, i wen wif my mom to the exercise corner to do some tokin. hahas. his bro damn pro leh. smashes r lik so sharp, but he got dark blindness, so kip hitting into the net..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom n i were lik tokin abt the future n stuff. den she laughed at me wen i told her tat i dreamt of french guy..hahas n my big dreams.. hmm.. but it wil be great if i could fulfil my dream one day, so im drilling myself at workin hard at it. shant tell ya ppl abt it, its a secret. hope i can impress the socks out of everyone one day wen i finaly hav my dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;liang comin back from camp today, so good lorhs, wish my next yr sch oso has many camps for me to join n be sure i wil come back for the camps sv oragnises. cant wait to meet the camp leaders n take photos of them. :DDD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ther r so many ppl around ya, esp wen u fit in so nicely wif them. u dun nid me, not at all. cant feel ya, maybe cos u were nvr ther. ur coldness causes shivers up my sleeves. now, even my frens take a likin for ya. the memories we share wil 4eva stay as memories, nvr wil they relive again. u r an outstandin person, u 4eva stay at the top. but to me, i dun nid someone tat shines on stage, i nid someone tat is found n the crowd n can do anything for me n not be so afraid of bein found out. to me, u're jus another secret. everyone syas u're the best, but now, to me, u're jus another calafare. u may hate me, u can do anything. i dun care anymore..since u dun wana even be frens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i kip my emotions deep inside, afraid of wad others may think if i say out. im not tryin to fit in, cos i alredy hav my own crowd. u'll nvr noe y, nvr noe the prob, cos to u, everything n everyone is the fault, nvr u..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-5333403121338408961?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/5333403121338408961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=5333403121338408961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/5333403121338408961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/5333403121338408961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/11/whoo-ytd-was-so-shoke.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-6615028866183404121</id><published>2008-11-27T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:35:48.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haiix..today damn sian, but i finally figured out wad i reli wan in life. well, cant reli tell u wad it is, but well, most of it is abt my future as well as some abt wad i wana do in sec sch..hmm.. learnt lot of bloggin skills from ying suan and chelsea. thx so much. i've got lot of tots running thru my head, most of them, come and go, those are the ones tat kip bugging me all the time. those tat i wana do sth abt it, but scared to do so. nowadays, i've bcome more taken advantage of n more unable to voice out my feelins. i dun dare to say anything, afraid of wad others think. i duno how i ended up lik tis, so i wana get tis feelin cleared b4 sat, cos i wana enjoy myself, esp wif the ppl hu i dun nid to care abt fittin in wif, my warrens frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyone could hav damn lots of opinion abt me, but not them. they r a special cohort of frens tat treat ppl ther v well towards each other. they help each other, but wad i admire abt them most is tat. no matter whether ppl r smart, dumb, hot tempered, or wad so eva, they stil kip their opinions to themself n oni tell the ppl their short comins wen they think its the rite time. i would lik to say sry n thx to my warren frens, cos firstly, they make up a huge part of hu i m n they make the most impact on my life as frens:D sry tat i gave them lots of trouble n gettin hurt n stuff, breaking my nails, fallin down, gettin stomped by rui bin. hahas, stil, thx for their help n their politeness, gettin more ppl into the frenship circle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;qian hui asked me to enlarge the font, so erm..hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;u could live for jus a day and complaint abt it to everyone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but to another person, it may not look as bad as it seems.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it depends on which side of the coin u look at and wad views u hav abt it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i would lik to thx everyone hu got into my life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ones tat i lik,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos they earned total respect from me, makin me wana learn from them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;n to those hu i detest,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as i learnt tat i nvr wana be lik them, n not everyone would lik those kind of ppl..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it depends on wad u think, not others&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;be happy to help n not complaint so much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;be glad u can do a part, unlik those tat r les fortunate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hav a clear mind of wadcha thinkin n hav a wide view of wad u can choose from&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:DD..see liang, i mature liao lehx..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-6615028866183404121?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/6615028866183404121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=6615028866183404121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/6615028866183404121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/6615028866183404121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/11/haiix.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-4657117304043457476</id><published>2008-11-26T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:09:52.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TANYA!!! be happy wors, dun let guys make ya unhappy!!! chessezz.. hope ur braces wont prevent u from eatin any cakes or pastries..hehex. lurrvves ya huggs..on sat give ya real one if u dun mind my prespiraton..hahas BLEHXX xp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-4657117304043457476?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/4657117304043457476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=4657117304043457476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4657117304043457476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4657117304043457476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-tanya-be-happy-wors-dun.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-4350133709336790780</id><published>2008-11-26T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T20:32:50.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey hey.. today was great..hehex, btw, ytd had a dream, hehex, dreamt of marryin a french guy, cos of mrs yeo lorhs, say wad i wan learn french, maybe marry french guy..hahas, dun be offended hors dardar..love ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kays, today wen wif my cuttie cousin n bro to watch movie. my aunt so good, treated us to lunch, so cool posh restaurant..hahas..THX!!! hmm..den wen for the BEVERLY HILLS CHIHUAHUA movie. so cute leh the chihuahua..hmm, its a comedy, poshy, touchin movie to me larhs, but guys shouldnt watch it..cos they duno how to appreciate, take tat guy tat sat beside my bro for instance. he slept thru out the movie, den his gf lyin on his chest watchin the movie n grippin his jacket.hahas den she had to kip wakin him up to watch the movie. hahas, so funny. wad a crazy couple, but the guy had the tot to bring his gf out larhs. :D den ther was tis lik boy beside me, he's annoyin cos he kip standin up n sittin down, walkin abt, but den he looked lik a totali cute chihuahua, den my cousin was lik laughin all the way thru out the movie. hahas.. after the movie, i wen to some gift shops. wanted to buy christmas for my class, but den no money..): so sad, so i oni bought some for my outside sch n class frens hahas. n even bought aik tek, jian hao n mei jun's family a present. aik tek cos i promised him for his bday, jh cos he so sweet to get me n OTHERS a present for gdbye present.. den mei jun's family cos they every yr oso giv me present for christmas.. man, huggs ppl so sweet. HEHEX. den i was lookin at some toys'r'us stall, den saw a little lion, perhaps buy for some ppl, but no money mahs.. buu huu.. so sad. ai yah, next time den i go wif my frens ther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den wen we wen to my cousin's hse to play, den saw RV construting. so cool, so nice n so near to my cousin's hse lorhs. 5 min okay liao. some mor got huge shoppin mall nearby. hmm.. if NJC cant den RV oso can bahs, but scared my chi too lan..ai yahs, dun worry so much.. :D den was lik playin wif my cousin n bro at the park jus beside her hse..good rite??? den play netball n monkey, man my cousin catchin me up wif her muscles. she plays netball n swimming, so cool. some more she so chio. hahas, if she knew i had tis blog n visited it, she wil be killin me n blushin all the way man.. man, i love her hittin me, not v pain, but fun to provoke her..hahas, love her attitude.. WAY TO GO ELAINE!!! hiphip hooray!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den was lik playin the playground wif the ball, they were quarrellin abt hu to be poison ball, so wad the heck, they kip makin me the person lorhs. den they wanted to play soccer..err..den the park ther got one place got 3 entrances, so we play ther..hahas, den in the middle, my cousin n i were lik jiongin against my bro..hahas, den he lost so badly..den they wanted to play catchin, again non of thm wanted to be the catcher, so i had to be the one..URGH, they ran all over, den i was lik after them tat time, so close, den they rushed into a Indian guy, hahas the guy shouted wen they ran towards him, so she shooed away n they ran past him.. i omost bang into him, den lost track of them, so i ran up the stairs to the 2nd lvl, den hid at the lift lobby. hahas..they so gd timin, my cousin n my bro wen to the 2nd lvl too, comin my way. i was so afraid they would find me.. so i positioned myself n got ready to boo at them.. but den i jumped out too early lorhs. den was lik BOO-AHH!!! hahas, den my cousin hu was infront shouted too n jumped hahas, den i caught her, wheras my bro jumped, shouted n ran back down..hahas, den we wen back to the hse, wantin to get a drink. instead, we wanted to watch tv, so was lik half watchin n playin monopoly. hahas, play til so fun. at first, my bro was earnin quite a sum from the bank, den he started to own us n the bank..hahas. den was lik goin in n out of jail tradin here n ther..hahas. my cousin wen crazy buyin the hses n hotels.hahas:DD.hehex.. we watched 十兄弟as we played. so fun!!! got laughs all the way, but dne had to stop, cos nided to go home mahs..den my cousin was the winner.. 50 thousand +, i got 35thousand +, while my bro got an amazing!!!!!!1thousand+ hahas :DDD everyone was lik laughin at him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we were on our way home, my dad called my bro as my aunt drove us home wif my cousin.. den my bro was lik wher r u? den my dad was askin him wher were we, den he said we on our way home in our aunt's car, den my dad said he in alexander rd from office, den asked us wher we were again. den my cousin was lik laughin n laughin along wif my aunt. den my dad say he is behind us, dne my bro looked back..hahas, den he was lik WHER WHER??? WHER GOT!!! hahas, den everyone lauged at my bro again, den my dad say wana drive beside my aunt n pick us up..den my bro said how? den my dad wanted us to jump from a car to the other, den my bro said how again. den my dad said.." okays larhs, den hse to hse..lik tat can rite?" hahas:DDD.. waas, my bro stil blief leh.. den my aunt said tat my bro v bad in conversation, den commented tat ppl ask him question, he ask back another kind of question. den asked him wad he got for his compre eng, den he said okay larhs, more den 10..den asked abt his chi compre, he said well, normal abit better!! hahas. u'e goto be ther to feel the kind of funny atmosphere! hehex.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughed lik siao the whole nite. my bro actin cool n my cousin's laughter feels my mind. im so distracted by them tat i actuali dun rmb to even worry.. its lik so good..in the mornin, i was damn tired though i woke up quite late, now i feel so energized til i start to write these few lines.. i hope i can stay lik tat, i hope i can dun worry abt wads unnecessary.. for so long, i've been worryin for no reason, worryin abt future tat i forgot abt my present.. it feels so good to be jus enjoyin wif my family n relatives.. they r reli the ppl i can count on to do things i nvr expected one could do..to understand me, esp my cousin elaine, though she is a yr younger, she is totali full of enthu everytime she comes round..i can tell her everything n everything wil work out fine, unlik bein in six twelve..eva since i entered p6 n sixtwelve, all i do is worry.. now i reli noe y i dun wana go for the class party n dun wana rmb my yr in p6..wif out six twelve, i think i can feel awesome wif the high quality frens lik ying suan, chels, kang xing, ruth n esp the camp ldrs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the answer to my questions all fall on the misfortune i hav to enter the damn top class of p6 2008.. though the happiness i had from the majority of the class tat made my yr fun, the darkness, sadness, loneliness, coldness i get from the certain gp of ppl made happiness impossible to be said of my p6.12 life wif them in it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-4350133709336790780?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/4350133709336790780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=4350133709336790780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4350133709336790780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4350133709336790780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-1177953243543283707</id><published>2008-11-25T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:14:11.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was okay okay, but cried since a long time ago..hahas if jocelyn sees me cry again, she wil be lik look weirdly at me..hahas. haiix. had a huge damn hell nightmare ytd..dreamt tat my sis was lik dating a camp ldr, but i duno hu the hell is the camp ldr. seems familiar, but stil cant quite figure out..the wrost part is tat i saw thru the whole process of them dating..urgh..so gross. but i duno y, i dun wan it to happen at all..so scared it wil.. i can feel my heart pound so hard larhs..scary!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haii..today cry again..buu huu..pity mee..hahas, all bcos of the sec one thing larhs..so stressed. wen to sch wif chels to ask for teachers' opinion. so good.. mrs see toh n mrs yeo got my back..hahas. they support me go NJC. den my mom brought me to see Dunman new campus n RV new campus n so on.. so tiring man.. but the NJC staff was damn nice. he was lik givin us so much of his time. such a nice guy. he was damn patient, some more gave us so many pointers. i think its great tat i didnt score so high, well, i might not hav good chances into gettin to the sch i wana go, but well, its alrite wif me, dun nid be a nerd rite?? i mean, wads so good..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;aiyah..jus wish can NJC can le..pray hard..but it wil be tough in ther, my sis say one. her fren wen ther n she cried for the first few weeks she was in NJC, so i little scared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wen the world falls apart, oni the brave n the courageous can survive, but wif u ppl, im enough to survive on my own..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im goin somewher far,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somewher i've nvr been b4..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wont be back til i've done everything i had dreamt of doin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by den,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wil u fall apart?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-1177953243543283707?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/1177953243543283707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=1177953243543283707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/1177953243543283707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/1177953243543283707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-was-okay-okay-but-cried-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-4918002774147304165</id><published>2008-11-24T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:59:05.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today arh, hmm..my cousin wen to use my msn acct, duno how she got in, but hahas.. the thing is, she wen to say i hate u to gladys..hehex..well, im not angry or anything, hope gladys doesnt mind my cousin foolin around :D. den i showed my cousin some photos, hahas.. she was laughin n laughin for duno wad reason..den my aunt wanted to treat me n my bro to mac, so on wed, we goin to jurong to eat den go watch movie.. cant wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den wen wif jean n chels to see sec schs, hmm saw a guy tat looked jus lik JL ( if u duno hu JL is, den no fun for ya)i was damn shocked..we were lik goin here n ther for MRTs, hahas jean kip laghin n smilin for duno wad reason larhs. u jus look at her, den she wil start smilin n laughin. wen to see clemeti town sec, hahas..we wen up n down the escalator..zzz the sch was under renovation, but stil, jean so da dan, wen in without registerin at the general office.. den we wen to look for west spring, but couldnt find the damn sch, so wen to look for swiss cottage. hmm..the damn security guard stopped us n told us lots abt PSLE n scores n wad so eva..nagnagnag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den wen to chels hse for a while..hahas lie to my bro tat i stil lookin for some sch n reach home around 6.30pm. :D bad mee..naughty naughty!!! hehex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;focus on wadcha wan n nvr let go of it..&lt;br /&gt;wadeva comments ppl may make..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THATS THEIR PROB, JUS SHUT THEM UP!!! =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-4918002774147304165?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/4918002774147304165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=4918002774147304165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4918002774147304165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/4918002774147304165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-arh-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-520814578110439292</id><published>2008-11-23T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:20:48.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was grr-eat!! wen to orchard rd n stuff!!! bought lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best thing is at nite wen i got home. i wen down to play badminton wif my mom. my bro wen to play wif his frens, so i accompanied my mom. i was lik rollerbladin, been a few years since i did. so fun. my mom was tellin me all abt her life experiences n stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we wen on to play badminton. well, i was great. was tokin of my cousins, one which i totali respected alot. her name is grace, she got the same mark as me wen she had her PSLE. cool rite &gt;&lt;..she wen to RV n did lots of volunteer work. she damn independant, now workin wif medicine, goin for the pharmacy sort.. hmm, i wana be lik her, but well, not pharmacy but more on the sales type.. hehex. den my mom n i were tokin abt the future. i told her one day i wana go out to work n pay my own fees for uni, den my mom say nvr, she can stil sponser me (so sweet), hahas, den she say after jc, can go for holiday job at my aunt's restaurants. she in charge of so many restaurants, den can go work ther, an hr around $5 leh, to me its alot.. she say work until sch reopens, den can use the money to buy things i wan. if i hav my first salary, i would giv half to my parents den go treat my frens to some food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i told my mom i wanted to do some voluntary work lik goin to other country n help. den my mom said i could go after uni, b4 i go for masters n stuff, den i told her after i get a steady income den i wil giv them some money b4 i go, den i dun nid worry too much. hmm..good idea. den we were lik tokin abt ppl n stuff. though my mom changed my mind a little, but stil, not very convinced i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of late, i n my mom hav bcome v close, but wen my sis or bro is around, my mom pays attention to them, well, i dun mind, bein alone aint a bad thing. attention is wad everyone would lik, its tat how much u wan of it from others. i kip gettin headaches too, all thx to thinkin abt the future n sutff..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i duno y but, well, i dun reli wana rmb tis yr. stil not v sastified. all i can say is tat i've done my best n the rest is up to the others. cant do everything myself rite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joy is found in the simple things we normally do, esp the ones wen we try to sastify others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4991862226598749866-520814578110439292?l=step2miie-beat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/feeds/520814578110439292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4991862226598749866&amp;postID=520814578110439292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/520814578110439292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4991862226598749866/posts/default/520814578110439292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://step2miie-beat.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-was-grr-eat-wen-to-orchard-rd-n.html' title=''/><author><name>Roxy Raves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07476427459153251088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9e7QfsmBuoY/SS1gWwuBecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PiIzwA_pFLc/S220/Let+Your+Heart+Sing+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4991862226598749866.post-5171025306450655438</id><published>2008-11-22T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:36:11.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey yall!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miie newest bloggie is here. tis shld last til around next yr bahs. changed blog has a changed ower. nvr gona be emo tat often liao. hmm..pls, tell me not to worry too much, i think im gettin a little older by the minute. hahas :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls leave a tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Rachiie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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