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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7903668958967176578</id><published>2008-11-13T19:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:15:39.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice ice baby ice ice</title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE I HAVE RELINKED :) IF YOU DON'T KNOW THEN YOU ARE VERY SLOOOWWWW (KIDDING) ITS BEEN A WHILE ALR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I NEVER FINISH THE PREVIOUS POST (IDIOT) SO SUE ME COS I TOO LAZY TO 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ice'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-4982453796614586057</id><published>2008-10-24T11:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:10:29.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>Warning: WORDY POST READ WITH CAUTION HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the last day that 2R2 was together as a class. It really brings me to tears when I think about it, when i think about how we'll not be together anymore. We weren't as united as I wanted us to be, but that's alright, cus' we all had our moments, those that I wouldn't ever forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are really awesome, and no one can replace any of you! I would definitely miss those days when we would make fun of Miss Tan/Mr Ong/Miss Lavania, have those class outings, the jokes that Jing Rui/Wei Bin would make and so so so much more! You guys have made me who I am, and I won't forget you everrrrr alright!! Most of us would be taking different combinations and pursuing our dreams and interests, so all of us would be separated :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two years were the best two years and you guys made that happen!! I wouldn't have asked for anything more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember guys, take care, work hard and always follow your heart! Don't forget the good times we shared, and keep in touch! Class reunions soon okay!!! :) Will miss you guys so so so so so so so muchhhhhh, really. Thanks for all the good times and memories guys I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH I MEAN IT &lt;3 GOOD LUCK IN ALL FUTURE ENDEAVOURS OKAY, LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!!! &lt;333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison:&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you so much! We'll still be able to see each other during choir, but other than that, we must go out often also okay! I'll definitely miss your stupid pranks you always play on me. Work hard in everything you do! Stay happy and cheerful always, love you x14125436v0iweht8943yb8934jyv43!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there for me all the while! I don't think I'll be seeing you much in school, which makes me really sad :( You are freaking awesome okay, love you lotss!! Be happy always, and work really hard for your dreams!! May you and Fesa last long okay!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene:&lt;br /&gt;Best Friend!!! I still love you most one lor (you know right) and I'm glad we have the chosen the same combination, I would be damn ultra sad if we went to different classes. Thanks for late night talks and calls, all the damn high times and laughter, and also always being there for me. Study hard and we can work to our dreams together! :D Lovesssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priscilla:&lt;br /&gt;Two words to describe how you look like to me: Pro athlete. I hope you miss you as much as I would! Sorry for always disturbing you when you were sitting behind me. I know I'm the crazy noisy talkative sort, and thanks for always listening to me grumble!! I was never really close to you, and I regret that. Thanks for all the help in work! Study hard hor, I know you very smart one but then you lazy then your results drop right! Stop sleeping in class like me ah. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian:&lt;br /&gt;Jillian!! I love hugging you, your height is perfect for hugging and you feel nice! I know la sounds damn wrong but you know what I mean right! HAHAHA i love you to the max and I would definitely miss talking to you before the exams cos we are always sitting next to each other. I would miss getting high with all those crazy imaginations we would have about Belle and Fesa and all those!(LOL) Sigh, work really hard for math okay! Hope you get into pure sciences, and stay cute! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: &lt;br /&gt;Shou Qian Shou! Would miss holding your hand and singing when walking to chinese class one lor, confirm. Our chinese drop + improve together! Whoo we gotta work really hard next year okay. Thanks for all the comfort talks during mothertongue class :) You are always there for me when I need a listening ear. And keep organizing class outings and reunions for us yeaaa!! Love you much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seok Pheng:&lt;br /&gt;I never really liked you, neither did we ever get along quite so well, but I do want to wish you good luck in whatever you do!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melanie:&lt;br /&gt;We've had our ups and downs, but I would always remember the good times. Work really hard and do your parents + yourself proud. Don't be discouraged by failure, for failure is the mother of success (HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always being there when I need help in my last minute revision like 10 minutes before the exams!!! I always get too nervous, but you are always just there, calm and cool, always helping me for the past two years. Work hard you smart ass nerdy kiddo, you're freaking smart lor I swear :) OH AND I WILL MISS COMPETING WITH YOU IN ENGLISH, REALLY. IT GIVES ME MOTIVATION!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELANIE WONG:&lt;br /&gt;WORK HARD YOU LAZY ASS. STOP SLEEPING IN CLASS AND FOCUS ON ART OKAY. IF YOU DO BADLY IN IT THEN YOU HAVE WASTED YOUR LIFE BY SACRIFICING PURE SCIENCES!!! MANAGE YOUR TIME WELL COS NEXT YEAR WILL BE SUPER DUPER UBER STRESS ONE CONFRIM COS OF SYF/ BALLET EXAMS/ FRENCH CLASS/ PIANO/ AFTER SCHOOL HOURS HAVE ART CLASS!! TAKE MATH TUITION AND FOR MATH YOU MUST JY JY JY ALL THE WAY!!! YOU CAN DO ITTTTTTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondre:&lt;br /&gt;In sec 1, I was really scared of you cos (yes lor really) you look like ah lian to me! But as I got to know you better during orientation, (was quite close to you then if you remember) I found that you were nothing like that! Never judge a book by its cover, you really fit that :) See you in art next year, and for POA you must work hard! You can actually do really well, its just that you don't study enough. We should go out more oftennnnnnn, it'll be fun fun fun cos we always get so hyper :) I WILL MISS SINGING PARAMORE SONGS WITH YOU. LOVE YOUUUU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha:&lt;br /&gt;Samantha, JY in everything okay! Follow your dreams and hope you get a boyfriend soon-ish! Be nicer to your brother too!! Work hard and do your best, don't get too stressed out in school! WORK HARD AND JY JY JY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyeng:&lt;br /&gt;BLUR SOTONG CUTE PINK NONSENSE GIRL, I WILL MISS HUGGING YOU!! And of course all the stupid incidental things you say! Yea la you are very cute and adorable, and remember to invite me to your pink castle wedding! JYYYY LOTS I LOVE YOU LOVE YOU LOVE YOU :) WE MUST GO OUT VERY VERY OFTEN OKAY I WILL MISS YOU LIKE THE MOST!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I HAVE TO STOP HERE NOW I WILL CONTINUE, I AM GOING OUT SHOPPING HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW LEFT WITH&lt;br /&gt;Liyi&lt;br /&gt;Lijing&lt;br /&gt;Vionna&lt;br /&gt;Zhao Yan&lt;br /&gt;Aylwyn&lt;br /&gt;James&lt;br /&gt;Keng Siang&lt;br /&gt;Oon Ngeh&lt;br /&gt;Hong Wei&lt;br /&gt;Eugene&lt;br /&gt;Darshan&lt;br /&gt;Dhruv&lt;br /&gt;Edwin&lt;br /&gt;Eugene&lt;br /&gt;Eric&lt;br /&gt;Arthur&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;Zi Hao&lt;br /&gt;Yan Yang&lt;br /&gt;Jordan&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;Yong Hao&lt;br /&gt;Jing Rui&lt;br /&gt;Weibin&lt;br /&gt;Bryan&lt;br /&gt;Yu Ge&lt;br /&gt;Jarratt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!! WILL FINISH BY TONIGHT/ TMR MORNING 3 AM, PROMISE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-4982453796614586057?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/4982453796614586057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=4982453796614586057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4982453796614586057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4982453796614586057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/10/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-8559678933211647347</id><published>2008-10-14T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:35:45.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will follow you into the dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm247/melaniescreams123/AllyandOlivia021-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm247/melaniescreams123/AllyandOlivia021-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helloooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back some of my results yesterday, so here they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese P2: 53/70&lt;br /&gt;Chinese P1: 27.5/50, 12/30&lt;br /&gt;English P2: 50.5/60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad for my Chinese P2 results cos I usually just pass the paper, and get like last in the distinction class. People in the non-distinction class can also get higher than me, LOL. Chinese P1, well, I kinda expected to get something like that, so yup! And of course for English I am super happy la! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming Thursday mom's gunna move the piano over here from Aunt Grace's house, like finally, yay. K so January I'll be taking French classes at Marine Parade Lib, anyone want to join me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea now everyday at home I have no life, I just watch O.C. marathons with my ass on the couch, and honey stars + milo. I want to goooo out! But not too soon either since mom emphasized recently that I am grounded for life, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay after O.C. I shall watch Gossip Girl + * (Secret show hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course go out la, I need a life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye geeks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-8559678933211647347?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/8559678933211647347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=8559678933211647347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/8559678933211647347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/8559678933211647347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-will-follow-you-into-dark.html' title='I will follow you into the dark'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-8369674648179250182</id><published>2008-10-12T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:52:32.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I woke up in a car</title><content type='html'>Had porridge and chicken and chives dumplings for brekkie, then headed out to eat lunch at Crystal Jade with Uncle Boon Chek and Auntie Wee Lee. Was still full, so only ate the dianxin :) At home, re-watched O.C. for a while, then slacked around watching teevee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo, back to school tmr, and I'm excited to see all the awesome pplez! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA I HAVE NO LIFE AT HOME SO I'M WATCHING PRESIDENTS' STAR CHARITY (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to cut my hair. Soon. Okay I don't know what to blog about already!! If I think of something I'll blog later. me= pig= eating KFC now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo/BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-8369674648179250182?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/8369674648179250182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=8369674648179250182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/8369674648179250182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/8369674648179250182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-woke-up-in-car.html' title='I woke up in a car'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-531406804077324546</id><published>2008-10-11T20:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:32:22.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs in my pockets</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA Jeremy is damn random. I didn't even remember adding him until he talked to me just now. And he didn't start with "Hi" like normal people do. He starts with "wa" I HAVE NO IDEA WHY I FIND THIS DAMN FUNNY, I AM SO RETARDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; {ray} I will crush your delusions of grandeur! says:&lt;br /&gt;wa the teachers like wtf sia..&lt;br /&gt; {ray} I will crush your delusions of grandeur! says:&lt;br /&gt;marking day still call us go choir&lt;br /&gt;Melanie says:&lt;br /&gt;Hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea why I'm blogging again. I'm so messed up. There's nothing to do and I'm bored! Someone ask me out manzxzxsx. Okay I'm gunna watch some series online. Sounds fun right! Gunna ask mom to make popcorn too. And why doesn't anyone tag/comment!! Boo, comment more often plz it says like "2 comments" then look so sad down there like I am so loser-ish! I know alot of you people read my blog! Asses, you should tag if you read! HAHAHA :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been using the computer the whole day and dad just came in to tell me if I don't stop using now, I will go blind. Then he waved his hand across my face and said, "Oh, no hope already." Then he walked off shaking his head. HAHAHAHAHAH he is damn wierd :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SPC4lCsuVDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/C5HtU2aUu0w/s1600-h/!115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SPC4lCsuVDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/C5HtU2aUu0w/s320/!115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255903711660495922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SPC4l-lUu9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/MkKsZ-8P6_8/s1600-h/!118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SPC4l-lUu9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/MkKsZ-8P6_8/s320/!118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255903727735585746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SPC4mTMwr1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/JCf-J7BScd4/s1600-h/!130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SPC4mTMwr1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/JCf-J7BScd4/s320/!130.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255903733269704530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SPC4m3kITrI/AAAAAAAAAIU/93lB3EAVr70/s1600-h/!127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SPC4m3kITrI/AAAAAAAAAIU/93lB3EAVr70/s320/!127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255903743031398066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye pple!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-531406804077324546?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/531406804077324546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=531406804077324546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/531406804077324546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/531406804077324546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/10/hahaha-jeremy-is-damn-random.html' title='Songs in my pockets'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SPC4lCsuVDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/C5HtU2aUu0w/s72-c/!115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-5827904307077245913</id><published>2008-10-11T17:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:52:35.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in the basement, you're in the sky</title><content type='html'>I went out with the gang yesterday, Ally, Basil, Bryan, Charlene, Eric, Eugene, Liyeng, Liyi, Mondre, Zhou Hao :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome fun. At first we couldn't decide what to do/where to go, so we stood at school for a long time before leaving. Set on Marina Sq, took a bus then train. Went to Yoshinoya to eat first, then headed to Kbox to check out the prices. It was hella expensive, so we stayed there for a while to play the stacking game! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondre is pro at it, but always at the last block then fail, so sad. D: Stayed there for quite a while, Eric and Basil also played the game, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling after that! Split into 2 groups, so yea I was with Basil, Bryan, Eric and Zhou Hao (LOL I'M SO EXTRA) Liyi didn't play. Basil and Eric are like pro, I  felt so stupid playing -.- Hhahaah at least I wasn't last, Bryan was. Then Eric and Basil helped me play abit, and my score was better then before. If they didn't help me, Bryan would have beaten me alr!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene got a turkey! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah k so we bought movie tix to House Bunny, and slacked around playing arcade games. Basil played alot, and he tried to help me win the Sesame Street thing, its so cute la!!! But didn't get it in the end, thanks tho! I'm so sad la :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk so watched the movie, it was really funny, you people should watch it :D Shan't elaborate on it, won't spoil it for you aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we slacked at Mac's, then Basil, Eric and Zhou Hao went home. After we split, Liyi went for tuition, Ally and Mon took a train elsewhere. While, Bryan, Charlene, Eugene, Liyeng and I went to Bryan's house. His house is like so big and awesome, it looks really modern, designer-ish! :D Love his sister's room, its like been designed by those room makeover shows, compared to Bryan's. His room is like a complete disaster haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm then played Mahjong, learnt it for the first time, it was kinda confusing for me, but overall quite fun I guess. Didn't win at all tho :( After that played cheat, and I taught Bryan how to play it, aren't I nice. Fun fun fun, but in the end I had to go back home. Took a bus back with Eugene, yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, mom was about to call me. Then I got scolded for coming back home so late, and "lying".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-enactment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: You already planned to go out and watch movie right, then never tell me. Why? You tell me why now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I didn't plan to go out and watch movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Don't lie, you always lying to me. You better stop it, tell me the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I really never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Stop lying Melanie. You want to get punished?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: But I'm really not lying what, I didn't plan anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Then why you borrow money from Melissa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg so stupid right, I really didn't lie pls, we planned it last minute after the exam. And of course I borrowed money. Why would I go out and without money anyway? Stupid logic, I tell you. She was plain trying to find fault with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martyn was like "missing" before right, then he didn't contact my mom even when he could have. I didn't see him get scolded, eh. Double u tee eff manzxsxzxs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright skipped ballet today cos of leg. I still can't really jump or w/e, so yeap. Hmmkay can't wait for upcoming outings! (I hope) I'm supposedly grounded for life, HAHAHA. Oh and I changed the background image cus' of what Jocelyn told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE KIDDOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                I'm in the basement baby, drop on by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I forgot the pictures! I didn't take any (lazy) so stealing 'em from Eric, cus' Ally's ones I can't upload. Thanks (in advance) tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XZec2he3RwA/SPAtPmAn0wI/AAAAAAAAAVo/XbF6lv25p5E/s1600-h/Image458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XZec2he3RwA/SPAtPmAn0wI/AAAAAAAAAVo/XbF6lv25p5E/s1600-h/Image458.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HlpTza9DfeM/SPAiEU1hv8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/XY5ZWb3h0Is/s320/10102008517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HlpTza9DfeM/SPAiEU1hv8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/XY5ZWb3h0Is/s320/10102008517.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HlpTza9DfeM/SPAg9jVKWkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aGuAR1zoZhs/s320/DSC00251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HlpTza9DfeM/SPAg9jVKWkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aGuAR1zoZhs/s320/DSC00251.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HlpTza9DfeM/SPAhoUq4-UI/AAAAAAAAAEg/O1De1DMChd0/s320/DSC00242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HlpTza9DfeM/SPAhoUq4-UI/AAAAAAAAAEg/O1De1DMChd0/s320/DSC00242.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XZec2he3RwA/SPAmPHsT5_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/XlTNol5v3ic/s1600-h/group+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XZec2he3RwA/SPAmPHsT5_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/XlTNol5v3ic/s1600-h/group+photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HlpTza9DfeM/SPAhTdUW--I/AAAAAAAAAEY/zGjiojMddGY/s320/DSC00241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HlpTza9DfeM/SPAhTdUW--I/AAAAAAAAAEY/zGjiojMddGY/s320/DSC00241.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOHOO, LUVZ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-5827904307077245913?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/5827904307077245913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=5827904307077245913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5827904307077245913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5827904307077245913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-in-basement-youre-in-sky.html' title='I&apos;m in the basement, you&apos;re in the sky'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XZec2he3RwA/SPAtPmAn0wI/AAAAAAAAAVo/XbF6lv25p5E/s72-c/Image458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-912300993601372452</id><published>2008-10-03T23:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:58:51.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll make it last forever</title><content type='html'>I settled the yada yadas!!! Smiley face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I sprained my ankle yesterday! Was playing Captain's Ball, then fell on my ankle while trying to catch/block the ball, I'm not sure cos I can't seem to remember HAHAHAAHA. Anyway it is so noob to fall down during PE?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the concern Belle, Jocelyn and all those people!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LUV U GUYS :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ankle swelled up like a bazhang and it looked very gross, thank god Belle, LiYeng, Jocelyn went to help me get ice pack and all that!! Thanks thanks thanks pple!! :) So i cabbed home and when i got home read + slept! It was a tiring day I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to school today, and I feel like i missed out on the world or something and this sounds so stupid hahaha but wtv!! I spent the day sitting around watching teevee becos' i wasn't supposed to move and stuff. Yesterday mom bandaged my leg and it was reaaallll tight as in rrrreeeeaaaaaalllll tight then when i was sleeping i woke up in the middle of the night cos' my foot was hurting so much from the numbness (if it is possible to hurt from numbness) and yup it was like really hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically ripped the bandage off (not really HAHA) and then pathetically massaged my own foot (?) I am like utter loser-ness -.- Okay then I didn't do much but read!! So here i am immobilized and i have to hop to the kitchen to drink water, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already planned my holidays! :)&lt;br /&gt;Exciting exciting exciting!! :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh i am so lazy and unmotivated to study.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been doing anything at all ):&lt;br /&gt;Okay exams in two freaking days, so i better go go go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay wish me luck people!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 99TH POST!&lt;br /&gt;(pretty number)&lt;br /&gt;WHOOHOO!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-912300993601372452?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/912300993601372452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=912300993601372452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/912300993601372452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/912300993601372452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-make-it-last-forever.html' title='We&apos;ll make it last forever'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-5714915825815715231</id><published>2008-09-22T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:21:23.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sand squelched in your toes</title><content type='html'>Hi omg I screwed up the template thing, so new skin! :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay no time alr cos on haitus for EOYs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things to blog aboutxzxsxs!! Next time then, bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oh yeaaaa still gotta do the tagb and my profile!! HAHAHA okay lah mugging time bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-5714915825815715231?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/5714915825815715231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=5714915825815715231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5714915825815715231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5714915825815715231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/09/sand-squelched-in-your-toes.html' title='Sand squelched in your toes'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-3424830007056229364</id><published>2008-09-08T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:20:41.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>noises</title><content type='html'>OKAY OKAY I AM DAMN SCARED LIKE CRYING NOW ALMOST? OMG LIKE IN HK THAT TIME. COZ COZ I WAS WEBCAMING WITH CHARLENE AND THEN WE WERE TALKING AND STUFF THEN SUDDENLY THERE WAS THIS SOUND LIKE SOME HOWLING BLOWING SOUND AND BOTH OF US WERE HEARING IT THEN WE CHECK THE MICROPHONE AND EVERYTHING OMG IT WAS DAMN SCARYYYYY SO WE COULDNT TAKE IT AND AND ENDED THE VIDEO CALL??!!2112213!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY SO NOW WE'RE ACCOMPANYING EACH OTHER COZ EVERYONE IS SLEEPING ALR AND WE ARE FUCKING SCARED TO THE MAXXXXX I AM LIKE CRYING ALR OMG FUCK I AM SOSOSOSOSOSOSOOOO SCARED NOWWWZXZXEW90TFJ438HGFJVIOSDFGSDFJVNAS!!1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVEN BETTER SOMEONE DOWNSTAIRS IS SINGING NOW?!?!?! AND YEAH LIKE A WOMAN HUMMING A SLOW SOFT TUNE AND STUFF (??!?!!?!?!?!?!?) OH SHIT I AM FREAKING SCARED BLASTING MUSIC LIKE CRAZY NOW I DONT CARE IF THE RENTS WAKE UP COZ I REALLY DONT CARE ALR I CANT TAKE IT SHIT OMG K HYPERVENTILATING ALR SIGH OMG RELAX RELAX RELAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY WANT TO LOOK DOWNSTAIRS NOW AND SHOUT STFU BUT BUT I DONT DARE?!?!?!1 KKK IMMA NOT TAKE THAT RISK BUT YEAAAA I AM SO SCAREDDDD OUT OF MY WITS I DONT WANT TO LOOK BEHIND OR AROUND ME OR THINK OF IT ANYMOREEEE AHHHH OH SHIT DAMN DAMN DAMN IT I GOTTA GET A GRIPXAXIONW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E0ISHUTUPPERSONDOWNSTAIRS,NCNGUH430HY&lt;br /&gt;89437TGV437T8GCV79HWUER9GHUWE&lt;br /&gt;ODJG8EYT8WDJWHOTHEHELL&lt;br /&gt;T23HT098HY2E08GH8EW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop scaring myself. breathe. omg k, i can do this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-3424830007056229364?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/3424830007056229364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=3424830007056229364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3424830007056229364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3424830007056229364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/09/noises.html' title='noises'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-6363691940510718524</id><published>2008-09-07T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:23:54.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sons and lovers</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i am bored&lt;br /&gt;-webcamed with Ly&lt;br /&gt;-want to webcam somemore&lt;br /&gt;-waiting for someone to webcam with me&lt;br /&gt;-need to do math online test&lt;br /&gt;-watching teevee&lt;br /&gt;-got a slight fever&lt;br /&gt;-having really bad stomach aches for no apparent reason&lt;br /&gt;-am feeling very tired&lt;br /&gt;-spammed water the whole day coz mum said it will help me recover&lt;br /&gt;-its not working&lt;br /&gt;-watching king kong now&lt;br /&gt;-dont wanna go to school tmr (!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg the people are damn sadist? they're clapping when king kong is like chained and all that, looking so upset and distressed. its like they think its entertainment? omg i feel so sad ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah mum is like spoiling my joy? y'know i just fixed my phone, then she says she's gonna trade it in ): omg then she passed me the ipod mini, wtf. i don't even want it me089gh3489yth eu9ghe9r8uhvg945hyv89egir!1!!11! it is freaking turning yellow and its damn gross. sigh then i wont have a phone and it will suck. big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh sigh sigh ):&lt;br /&gt;okay imma go take my meds now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;))):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-6363691940510718524?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/6363691940510718524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=6363691940510718524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6363691940510718524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6363691940510718524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/09/sons-and-lovers.html' title='sons and lovers'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7571169917012952625</id><published>2008-09-01T20:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:16:13.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm247/melaniescreams123/DSC01984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm247/melaniescreams123/DSC01984.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jian Feng :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes its like months alrd but guess what i'm finally updating now!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kkkk, relax. I know all of ya'll are screaming and jumping in excitement, so just calm down!!! Hahahaha I am so bullshit, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so,&lt;br /&gt;-Results suck&lt;br /&gt;-Can't remember remember other stuff that happened coz of STM&lt;br /&gt;-Gonna blog about recent stuff coz those are the only things I rmbr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On teacher's day, Mrs Chia can't even remember our names, and what class we are from, so yeaaaa, kinda sad. Retiring year end, she says so yup, won't be able to see her next year!! Our class was really sad, only like 7 people bothered to come at all? Let seeeeee :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zhou Hao&lt;br /&gt;-Liyi&lt;br /&gt;-Linus&lt;br /&gt;-Nathan Liang (Mahadina-sp?)&lt;br /&gt;-Kelly Chua&lt;br /&gt;-kia Hng&lt;br /&gt;-Damien Soon&lt;br /&gt;-Yours truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Obviously not in alphabetical order, coz Zhou Hao's name first leh HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really funny coz you see the classes all having a reunion and gathering, so our class, it was 7 people. And then you look to your side, and 6/3 was there having a reunion too, but the ironic thing is all of 'em came back. Like the whole class, practically. It was soooo nice. I wish our class bothered to come back, coz it would be so special and awesome!!! I really miss those days!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyy met some ex-ex-classmates and stuff too, like Ryan Tan! Hahaha and I helped him and Rachel get together am I kewlzz or not man :D Anyway it was nice to see all those familiar faces and stuff, so yeaaa enjoyed it I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to my house to play badmintonnnnnz. (Ally, Charlene, V) They had to wait for me for like uber long, coz mum held me up for a bit (MARTYN WAS MISSING/UNREACHABLE). Yeaaa so ridiculous, coz I ain't worried at all, I just knew he would come back and say "I didn't bring my phone. I went to my friend's house to play. There was traffic jam there and back." or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came back at what, near 9? I've never been back so late before, even. How much deep shit was he gonna be in. K he was effing lucky coz yeah mum was out till like early morning and stuff, think she went to the pub? No idea HAHAHAHA. But he din' even get scolded!!!!! Urghzxusaiohf9465389ty43t8934 so ridiculoussssd0oe2u6y34-8thy3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TODAY WAS DAMN FUNNNNN!! After math sup, went to a CC to play badminton with Ally, Charlene and KEVIN!!! :D :D :D :D :D (Kevin must spam smiley face, haha). Ally booked the court so yeaaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Charlene's house first, to go get the rackets and stuffffff. Her brother was home, and he was damn funny/scary!!! Hahahaha he looks damn scary coz he never smiles, and he's voice is so low and his facial expression doesn't change? Anyway it was damn funny when he was arguing(or talking normally, as Charlene says) with Charlene and I was like trying to control my laughter lest I burst out laughing into some crazy high mode, HAHAHAHA. I did anyway, and Cleon was like, "I know you gonna ask me to lock the door, so imma just stand here and wait for you." Then Charlene took quite long and stuffs, so he was just standing there? HAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I found it damn funny okay. I guess you just gotta be there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Korkor, lend me your water bottle."&lt;br /&gt;"For what?"&lt;br /&gt;"I cannot find mine!"&lt;br /&gt;"Use that purple one up there."&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want, that's the Ngee Ann one, its fucking gay!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA damn cutezxznilchower09VFUH34896Y3 NDWMKNG :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then we played badminton as in 3 v 1 and took turns. EVERYONE EXPECTED ME TO SUCK COZ YEAAA I REALLY PLAY THE WORST, BUT IN THE END I CAME IN SECOND PLACE OKAY!! YEAAA IN YOUR FACE. Ranking goes like, &lt;br /&gt;-Charlene&lt;br /&gt;-Yours Truly&lt;br /&gt;-Ally&lt;br /&gt;-Kevin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA WE ALL THOUGHT KEVIN WOULD BE FIRST COZ HE REALLY LOOKS LIKE HE CAN PLAY VERY WELL, BUT IN THE END....HAHAHAHAHA DAMN FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pwned his ass, so now he owes us $100 each :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY IPOD )':&lt;br /&gt;(in case you din' know, it got stolen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH I FIXED MY OLD PHONE, THE WHITE ONE? OMG I DONT KNOW HOW DAMN COOL I AM AWESOME NOW I CAN USE IT AGAIN DAMN HAPPY YESSSSS!!! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE TO EAT DINNER NOW OKAY I KNOW THE LAST PART'S SPAMMED CAPSLOCK, BUT OH WELL BYE LUVVVVZ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Get well soon, Charlene's gramma!!!!!! :):):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-7571169917012952625?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/7571169917012952625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=7571169917012952625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7571169917012952625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7571169917012952625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/09/stranger.html' title='Stranger'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-5138077289650106708</id><published>2008-06-20T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T14:30:13.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanity</title><content type='html'>I am losing my sanity talking to an idiot. What the fuck I don't care about you, self-absorbed shit. I don't give a flying fuck in outer-space about you, I have problems of my own and you are just confusing me more and more omg are you nuts I feel like eating you for dinner stop telling me shit about you I am asking you for help but you just keep telling me stuff about yourself omg I don't effing care stupid crazy woman I'd rather talk to a wall and let everyone think I'm psychotic rather talk to you, annoying freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I've vented enough bye awesomes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Edit/&lt;br /&gt;I know I have anger management problems but its okay I haven't killed anyone yet so there I'm not insane yet :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-5138077289650106708?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/5138077289650106708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=5138077289650106708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5138077289650106708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5138077289650106708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/06/sanity.html' title='Sanity'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-2559678565072183521</id><published>2008-06-19T21:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:38:15.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm247/melaniescreams123/z45755424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm247/melaniescreams123/z45755424.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title says it all. DAMN HIGH TODAY I SWEAR. IT WAS SO AWESOME AHAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had choir in th morning and during break Charlene and Cindy like made me laugh like shitzxszxs, I think I almost cried HAHAHA. RRRRRRRRRRRR!!! Okay inside joke. Have alot of inside jokes anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir outfit is super uglyyyyyy AHHHHHHH. The stupid designer think she's really good and all that, she can't even say bra properly. She pronounces it as &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;blah&lt;/span&gt;. K anyway the dress is really damn ugly and it has some fake ugly crystal thing that looks like its from a barbie doll dress. And its really long, and impossibly hard to wear. Ah omg I feel like ripping it apart, can't believe Imma gonna pay for it. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene came over, and while on the way in the bus, we talked like no tmr. Then said bye and take care to Rachel Goh, and dao-ed Melanie Leong HAHAHA damn funny. And today Charlene and I kept saying the same things at the same time and its like telepathy or something omg!!! Like she can read my mind and everything! Awweeeesssoooommmmmeeeee (inside joke again). I think it happened like ten times today? So scary ahahahahhh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe Kathy is such a bitch, omg how pathetic right, she like come to my house to "play" (preferably Barbie dolls, for her), and then she like didn't even talk to me, or say hi when I greeted her, then use my house utensils and sit on the furniture and waste my house space and steal my breathing air!!11!1!! Hate her omg, totally no respect for anyone, selfish spoilt brat. Ah anyway dao-ed her since she don't wanna talk to me right, even though I was nice to her and offered to let her watch tele, then she said she didn't want to, and a few minutes later, turned it on herself. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thennnn ate lunch. Wanted to play badminton, so asked Martyn and Kathy, and everyone was quite excited to go down and play and stuff, but then Kathy didn't want to go play, so our hopes were dashed by an imbecile girl, HAHAHA. K then we started talking, but we really wanted to go down and play lor! Kathy didn't even want to do anth, she just sat around like a free loader/couch potato in the house. We asked her like 3 times if she could go down and play with us, and the couch potato she is, kept shaking her head, not even looking at us, but staring at the tv showing some noob ancient chinese times drama. And at some point when I talked to her, (She sitting, I standing) she looked up at me, only with her eyes, and looked back to the telly, then replied me. OMG FUCKING BITCH I SWEAR I HATE LOOKING AT YOUR CB FACE. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh omg stupid bitch. Then Mom came and scolded me, saying I bullshit alot about doing hw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went to do a little work, then ended up Kathy went home so we went down to play badminton, and since we wanted to play doubles, Marites came to play with us HAHAHA Kathy being replaced by a maid, I like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton got me so so so high, then I couldn't play properly. Cassandra was there, still annoying as ever. She asked me if I could let her play badminton, as usual, and she doesn't look cute enough to make me let her play, so I pretended not to hear her. The only time I ever go down is when I want to play badminton, and that is like super occasionally. She has to ruin it lah, damn annoying, and then someone has to step down to let her play. Plus she sucks srsly, so its no fun to play against her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she is damn smart lah, she ran in front of us, disrupting our game, screaming "CAN I PLAY!?" Yeah then we don't want to bully small kid, so we let her play. But she was demanding too, and not enough that we let her play, she told us her friend also want to play. WTF, I = ME + MY FRIEND. Didn't know that eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and she hit the shuttlecock into her own court, then she laughed at us, pointing, and then called us losers. Yup, we just replied AWEEESSSOOOMMMEEEEE. Then she started saying awesome alot, so we said CCCCOOOOLLLLNNNEEESSSS and SSSIIICCCCCKKKK instead, LOL. Ah anyway when we were playing earlier, they kept staring at us, but we swear alot like fuck and kok, so when they played with us, they copied us too, omg damn funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started screaming "FUCK YOU!" "COCK BALLS!" and stuff, and I just looked at Charlene and we continued AAAWWEEESSSOOOMMMEEEE-ing. "Nevermind, don't care, also not our children." HAAHAHA. K we very bad!!1!! But it was really fun today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were walking around the block, later at night, it was dammmnnn freaky?! Cos some in the bushes was moving and like crawling to us. I just looked at Charlene and we screamed like "AAAHHHHH OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG AHHHHH OMG WHAT WAS THAT!!!!" and ran in different directions. HAAHAHAHA it super funny, but damn scary also. Then we were like damn scared and were like super wary of bushes after that. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K long day, many bad stuff happened, but it was thoroughly enjoyable. I like this feeling. AWESOMEEEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Melissa saw Matthew Lopez at like the fencing competition? HAHAHA damn funny, she was hoping he wouldn't be there? But she didn't see him play, so HAHA. I love her fencing shoes lor, damn pretty :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I think I am still damn high. People may think I'm on drugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-2559678565072183521?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/2559678565072183521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=2559678565072183521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2559678565072183521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2559678565072183521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/06/awesome.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-291664263087388507</id><published>2008-06-18T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:47:23.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malicious</title><content type='html'>Oh and did I mention I have an ear infection! Annoying, really. Right. I suck at concentrating. I need to do my homework. And I'm craving for fried mars bars! K super random. Ah all I have to say is Patrick rocks and he is awesomely handy when it comes to stomach upsets. :D Hoorah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this website is really good :&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://ebookhood.com"&gt;!!!&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Converted my downloaded books into notes for my ipod there! &lt;br /&gt;Love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-291664263087388507?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/291664263087388507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=291664263087388507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/291664263087388507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/291664263087388507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/06/malicious.html' title='Malicious'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-5384150129477397075</id><published>2008-06-17T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:46:35.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses</title><content type='html'>Ahhh I can't stand using it when its like spoilt. Damn it,  I want a new phoneeeee. Ah anyway I'm not allowed to sms too much either, cos Mo went berserk that day, remember? So yeah restricted like mad. Even if I use it secretly, (I do sometimes) it will all show in the bill right. Alot of people message me leh, but then I cannot reply, sigh. Okay I should do my homework, I swear I'm more slack than anyone. SIGH I HATE HOLIDAYS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-5384150129477397075?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/5384150129477397075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=5384150129477397075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5384150129477397075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5384150129477397075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/06/roses.html' title='Roses'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-1576153586644527729</id><published>2008-06-14T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:10:22.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternity</title><content type='html'>Right, woke up at 1 today (improvement okayzzz!) then left to eat lunch. I swear my parents are so embarrassing. I shan't elaborate. Okay so uh we went to Takashimaya aft lunch. Blah blah blah. Went window shopping, couldn't find silver shoes for choir. Pfftt I need new flats too! Mine broke :( Ahhhh walked around, mostly shopping for Mo. Aye, was already late for ballet then Mo still kept saying "Wait wait wait, I want t see this first." Omg I was damn stressssss, cos didn't want t abandon my hunz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked for what seemed like miles. Then some girl went up to me from behind. "Mel!" I stared at her, totally lost. Huh? The girl smiled up at me, and I was like huh???? Standing there like an idiot, it suddenly it hit me! I realised that the girl standing before me was Denise!!1!1!11!!! K I was just like, omg! omg! omg! Like omg what, right?!?!?! Ahhhh I &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to hug her, it had been so long alrrrrrr! K then I saw Alison, and yeah. AHH DENISE IS FREAKING BACK! I was just like, omg!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K but then I was late alr lah, must chiong t ballet, so had to rush. Whoo I had like a 30 second reunion! Awesome. Seeing her again is like, whoa. I just felt so.... :D after that. Ahhh I have t go out with her soon alr! Shit balls, I still can't believe itttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go home t tie my hair, cos no time. So I thought I would accept punishment and loads of icky gel. But TADA it was Sandy Cheeks tdy! Yup. Ballet was funnnnn! Not to mention confusing, and tiring too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn the soya bean place, BALLSZX LAH YOU. I WON'T BUY PANCAKES THERE ANEEMORE! K when you order th pancake then they will start making, so about, 10 minutes? I didn't mind waiting. Then th inexperienced lady made the first one, it was burnt. So she made the second one, &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; 10 minutes. Then also cannot, the batter spilled out. So they made two more tgether, and I was expecting compensation for the time taken. BUT NOOO, GIVE ME ONE ONLY. THEN NEVER EVEN SAY SORRY THAT I HAD TO WAIT SO LONG! &gt;:( Walao I waited like half an hour for a bloody cheese pancake! Stupid service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyw, thanks Hunz for waiting with me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home late, obviously, and was too angry to tell Mo I was back home alr. Sigh, I gotta bathe. 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Very sexy, really.&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Bbye&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-1576153586644527729?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/1576153586644527729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=1576153586644527729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1576153586644527729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1576153586644527729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/06/eternity.html' title='Eternity'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-4973676806083625703</id><published>2008-06-14T03:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T04:27:57.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complexity</title><content type='html'>Hi its bloody early to be blogging. I should be alseep by now, but I'm not. Explanation - woke up at three today. Okay srsly addicted to Twilight series, reading them all over again like kok, and mum alr confiscated them books -beacuse of "obsession"-, but I downloaded them in th computer and I'm reading it when everyone's alseep! :D (Okay also when I'm "doing my homework") I'm such a slacker, but I don't care. I'm freaking awesomely smart :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did forty math sums tdy, stupid Mo went overboard last night. I don't care, I shall rebel a little by not doing th 15 exam papers I have to finish by end of June. Oh and the whole 2A chinese assessment book I never even opened - also to be done by end June. Yup, I'll only stick to the &lt;s&gt;twenty&lt;/s&gt; screw that, now forty sums a day and exercise twice a week rule. The 45 minutes computer a day and 2 hours tele is way too much. No way man. I live for the tele, and internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway watched Supernatural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mo&lt;/span&gt; "Which one is older? The ugly one or the other one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt; "Huh how we know which one is ugly and which one is handsome to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mo&lt;/span&gt; "Aiyah isn't it obvious?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melissa + me&lt;/span&gt; "Huh? No!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Martyn&lt;/span&gt; "The ugly one is younger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mo&lt;/span&gt; " Ohhhhh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; "Huh?! Sam&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Jared Padalecki) where got ugly! They both handsome lor!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I swear by now, I was damn annoyed- (Of course, Sam isn't ugly at all!)&lt;br /&gt;Story continues,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mo&lt;/span&gt; "He is ugly what!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt; "Everyone has different opinions of other people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mo&lt;/span&gt; "Aiyah, please....Some things are just way too obvious. You should know right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Obvious?!&lt;/span&gt; Whatever. When she left the living room, Melissa and I shared our equally annoyed thoughts about her answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.watchinggilmoregirls.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/jared.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 299px;" src="http://www.watchinggilmoregirls.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/jared.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, for one seriously don't think he is ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, Sam died?! Argh, I was debating that he would come back to life somehow or become some demon or ghost person. They didn't show anything. Sam died cos of the super strong guy, and Dean was like Sammy! then the show finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What! They never show! F!@#ers." - quote Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye now, I have to sleep if I want to wake up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-4973676806083625703?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/4973676806083625703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=4973676806083625703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4973676806083625703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4973676806083625703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/06/complexity.html' title='Complexity'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-6324119174476125074</id><published>2008-06-10T17:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:00:13.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OME&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oh I did re-do it, like mad. Then I found the instructions paper. Did it all wrong. So there, I guess. Ballerz man, I don't care alr. I can't believe I'm so effing stupidddddd. Well whatevvvvv lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Rachel went to M'sia agaiiinnnnnnn :(  Miss my hunz really badly, she better not skip ballet again next week! Oh poo, everyone's been skipping ballet. I think Fiona quit. :( I think lotsa' people are gonna quit soon too. Sigh lessons have been getting better what!1!!11!! Although I bet everyone agrees Sandy Cheeks is wayyyy much better, no offence. Mzz Chewwwwww *pouts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ps, which reminds me, gotta tie my hair in a bun next week. Oh bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Omg thr was like a sudden gusts of wind and it was super strong. Super freaky. The windows are like banging. K looks like its gonna rain soon, yay :) Stayed up yesterday watching Ally McBeal, its a real nice show. :D Yup so woke up early t go Airport and send granparents. We went thr early to eat brunch, and we ate at Popeye's! It was quite crowded, so we sat at th tabletop thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Anyw, I think Popeye's is like nicer than KFC and they should have like outlets in town and stuff. Their chicken is nicer, they have yummy biscuits (scones) and their fries are as good as cheese fries, plus their mashed potatoes is nicer then KFC's too! Okay I think th biscuits are really darn good, th jam is yumzers and the inside of the biscuit is really soft :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yuppppp during our meal we talked about Disneyworld and all th rides we took and stuff. Tower of Terror -literally- , Aerosmith, Popeye's, The Hulk, Woody Woodpecker, Dueling Dragons, Mummy ride, Space Mountain,  Splash Mountain and blah blah blah. Hahaha it was nice to talk about it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Anyw after that we headed downstairs, and caught sight of AJ and Zoe immediately :D Played with the trolley for a while, and then went to look for some medicine, off to have coffee, and then Melissa went for fencing. Ah okay then let Zoe watch Happy Tree Friends on my ipod and she liked it alot :O Oh well I don't think she understood it anyw. Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hahaha headed home and I sneaked to the playground with Martyn. We fooled around for 10 minutes then the guard kept staring at us, so we hurried and made our way back homeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mo's been unreasonable lately. Seems like finally Martyn and Melissa notice it. K bye luvz :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Happy belated Mondre :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-6324119174476125074?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/6324119174476125074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=6324119174476125074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6324119174476125074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6324119174476125074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/06/ome3.html' title='OME&lt;3'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7919084150151155235</id><published>2008-06-06T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T18:15:32.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissified</title><content type='html'>I am absolutely pissed. What the hell, stupid web blog. I spent the whole afternoon typing the post on Maria Hertogh. I practically finished it off when I went to copy and paste something, but the whole thing disappeared! Worse, unlike blogger, they don't automatically save it as drafts, you have so save it manually. See how balls it is! I took great pains to do it, and now its all gone!!1!11!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn pissed lah, can't even remember what I wrote alr. FUCK EDULEARN, STUPID IDEA TO MAKE WHAT SHIT WEB BLOG THEN MAKE US DO! Hurumph, its due tmr and I have to re-do it tonight. Pissed pissed pissed. I think I would have gotten very high for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, damn you web blog shit. My hard work, all gone in one measely second. &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-7919084150151155235?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/7919084150151155235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=7919084150151155235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7919084150151155235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7919084150151155235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/06/pissified.html' title='Pissified'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7997073258647952568</id><published>2008-06-05T17:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T20:59:56.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daydream</title><content type='html'>Chocolate is the sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm crazy, I got really damn high after eating &lt;i&gt;cadbury&lt;/i&gt; chocolate!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am really procrastinating my homework, but I can't help it. I woke up at 1 today, HAHAHA. Sleep was good, but I never had that dream of E----- ever again. ):  Sad lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have nothing to talk about since I spent my day watching tv and eating chocolate. BYE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Quote:&lt;br /&gt;Procrastinators - Leaders of tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA I LIVE BY IT, (not)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-7997073258647952568?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/7997073258647952568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=7997073258647952568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7997073258647952568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7997073258647952568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/06/daydream.html' title='Daydream'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-160768538980190884</id><published>2008-06-05T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T17:36:16.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very</title><content type='html'>Stomach upset in the morning, really sucked. After choir, hungry hungry hungry. Took the bus back. Bus ride was AWESOME! Hahahah only at the end part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Parkway for a while blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to continue on homework...tomorrow. (Hopefully) And I didn't buy the chinese book!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit/&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention that when I went to Parkway,&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mphosis to check out the sale mom was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;-Sale was over!&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Marks and Spencer to buy eclairs.&lt;br /&gt;-They weren't selling them!&lt;br /&gt;Went to Isetan to buy those yummy Meiji biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;-They didn't have them no more!&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Giant to buy cranberries.&lt;br /&gt;-They didn't have the original flavoured ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I saw Roxy today! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-160768538980190884?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/160768538980190884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=160768538980190884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/160768538980190884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/160768538980190884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/06/very.html' title='Very'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-577964448870832133</id><published>2008-06-03T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:40:55.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madness</title><content type='html'>You've really been getting on my nerves. Srsly, every little thing you have to make a big fuss over. The past few days were not as bad, but today. Today I fucking started on my homework. Well, I didn't do much, but at least I did something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck. What shit am I getting punished for? I'm not going out behind your back, I'm not running arnd getting tatoos and whatnot alright, so big deal. You can't bloody shut up can you. You totally ruined my birthday, I swear. All the other things can't beat that. Thanks for calling me crap, stupid, and making me cry in the fucking bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ez-link card thing is a small matter also can slap people. Damn kuazhang pls! Then you went home and complain to Dad, and he's been giving me that you-better-not-do-it-again-or-i-will-kill-you face for quite some time alrd. Ugh I swear one of these days I'll run away from home, thanks. I feel like walking up to you and giving you the fingerrrrrr. K lor don't trust me, I'll put up with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put up with it,&lt;br /&gt;Put up with it,&lt;br /&gt;Put up with it,&lt;br /&gt;Put up with it,&lt;br /&gt;Put up with it,&lt;br /&gt;Put up with it,&lt;br /&gt;Put up with it,&lt;br /&gt;Put up with it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma go put my head in my pillow and scream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-577964448870832133?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/577964448870832133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=577964448870832133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/577964448870832133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/577964448870832133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/06/madness.html' title='Madness'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7102365342388276908</id><published>2008-06-03T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T17:28:58.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Repair</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must have probably been suspecting my death and checking out the orbitury in the newspapers. Unfortunately, I am very much alive. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithful readers of this place(I only recently found out I had any, haha), Samantha Tan and Alison Loh complained to me during choir that I didn't update in quite a while. Okay, maybe for really long. Well, what is it to talk about eh! Nothing much, :( life is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really really really upset that they are like cutting the branches of the very old tree at my window!!! First, I had a spectacular dream and it was just plain awesome, even th car crash part, but nevermind about that. The noise woke me up, and I NEVER MANAGED TO GET BACK TO SLEEP! Darn freaking upset about that, I think I might just as well cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well another upsetting thing. The tree was as tall as six stories, up to my house, and there was a birds nest there! You could watch the birds and all, it was really cool! I thought that it was just some bloody construction thingy going on, but to my complete and utter horror, the the top of the tree was gone when I went to the window! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its standing at the fourth storey, I think. Anyway, the bird's home is gone and they can't get enough shelter even if they build a new one on the same tree because the branches are gone. Even better, most of the trees are being shortened, plus plus plus its drizzling now, so where would the birds go to eh!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think the tree was much of a nuisance and its nice to watch to sway along with the wind. I really liked that tree. The leaves all over the carpark isn't that bad, it looks nice and you can see the yellow flowers. Gives the tar a little more colour, if you ask me. We have quite a few free workers in the block, if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming home from school (I come home at 230 to 3, its not really lunch time already leh) there'll be a group smoking or doing who knows what. If they are so free, why don't they sweep up the leaves or something? Its your freaking job, so do it well right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did they waste money to cut the tree down? If you have too much money, then maybe you can add in a few nice things to the club house or something right. Now you get full view of the canal, and I pretty much liked it covered by the tree, who cares about the view of the dirty canal water or whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bottom line - STUPID PEOPLE CUT THE TREE BRANCHES THAT TOOK YEARS TO GROW AND I FEEL BLOODY ANNOYED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell, I'm over-reacting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I missed the last episode of the Rhythm of Life, I have no idea what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From MOBTV:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhiyuan goes to India to look for Xiao Rou but ends up dying. Xiao Rou brings his ashes back. Zhi Shan wants to get back at Junjie after he exposes her scheming ways but she ends up killing Xiao Rou when she knocks her down. Fei Fei confronts Zhiling over Tianbao. Zhiling suffers a miscarriage when Fei Fei pushes her down a flight of stairs. Junjie berates himself for this chain of tragic misfortunes and returns to the wishing well to pray for another chance to make amends. Will his wish come true again? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like everyone kinda like died. What, so the ending they also never tellllll. Ugh I want to watchhhhhh! )):  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright bye peepoz! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-7102365342388276908?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/7102365342388276908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=7102365342388276908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7102365342388276908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7102365342388276908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/06/repair.html' title='Repair'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-6435149721586487089</id><published>2008-05-13T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:13:33.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wander</title><content type='html'>"As fair as morn, as fresh as may."&lt;br /&gt;"Your as is horrible!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol is sounded like "Your ass is horrible!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K th song is so cheesy anyw, hahaha. Did measurements tdy, not getting th shoes, I guess we'll all go out t buy tgthr. :) Pls don't ask about results yah, even if I do well, its like th rest still suck so I don't like to talk abt th results/examssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian + me were damn pissed with our math results. Doh we failedddddd so yah hahaha then we were cursing and swearing at Ong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning fucker." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I bet he sure make us stay back fr some math shit sia." &lt;br /&gt;"Ya lor, wtf."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Walau teach us two years our math still sucks."&lt;br /&gt;-pause-&lt;br /&gt;"Eh wait. Our math get worse and worse lor, sucks even more balls."&lt;br /&gt;"YAH! BLOODY SHIT SIOL."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K we were all funk you here and there then Mr Eric Ong Kok Guan (Nice name) ask us to choose- Incredibles, Ice Age, Ice Age 2. Everyone was like, "WOAH! MR ONG, FIRST TIME LEH!! SONG BOH."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me and Jillian, swearing at him th whole time became super shocked. Ahahahaha.So anyway, gna be rlyyy pekchek these days, so sorry peopleeeee. (Of course pekchek, I know I'll fail spectacularly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah I'm so tired so tired so tired, bus ride home tdy was extra long and nice! Listened to Paramore on th ride home, cos thats what Mondre last listened to on my ipod, and I was lazy to choose an artist/wtv. :) Th cheena lady beside me asked me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Siglap zai na li? Ne me jiu le, wei shen me hai mei you dao?"&lt;br /&gt;"Uh, huh? Oh, just a while more reach alr, like one stop."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think cos she didn't understand English, then she walked away and stopped at th next stop. But th stop was like right before Siglap! Ahahaah oh well she can walk. Walked home and I snapped a picture of a boy's tee. Its like hippie man, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, looking for th Ballad of th Rainbow and Snow lyrics, but don't have. I only found a video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=S0jbJIxwrgE"&gt;Click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-6435149721586487089?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/6435149721586487089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=6435149721586487089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6435149721586487089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6435149721586487089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/05/wander.html' title='Wander'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-2602873093020780489</id><published>2008-05-11T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:11:03.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;):&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, and it hit me. Can't shake this feeling off. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-2602873093020780489?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/2602873093020780489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=2602873093020780489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2602873093020780489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2602873093020780489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/05/fallen.html' title='Fallen'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-2202120434475966952</id><published>2008-05-11T15:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:26:06.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ken lee if tulibu dibu douchoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s165.photobucket.com/albums/u78/mcr_065/?action=view&amp;current=life.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u78/mcr_065/life.gif" border="0" alt="photography"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baked almond cookies for mom today, it was delicioussss :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballet was extremely fun, surprisinglyyyy. Before that, did go to Parkway with Rachy to walk around, and get BUBBLE TEA :) We were talking about how, Isabelle, Fiona, Shalyn and Celestine didn't come and stuff, but then TADAAAA they all came! Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carat story is funny, HAHA. Run around the coconut tree....and there you have it! A daughter! Hahaha the bollywood dance. But I still think Sandy Cheeks aka Miss Tan is better/funner/nicer!! Hahaha she is like really cartoon. Spongebob, Patrick, Sandy, and then Zena the warrior princess, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the airport, and th whole place was darn crowded, so went home for dinner instead. Mom bought me Jumper, whoohoo. :D Y is watching the O.C.! Yay, I can finally talk about it to someone. :) And shows like Grey's Anatomy, Lost, Heroes, Prison Break! Its more fun to watch shows when you can talk to someone about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens in Vegas is like super funny, you should watch it! (WHHHYYY? YOU KNOW WHY!) Hahaha, hilarious, the show's a little vulgar, but who cares its darn-right good, eh. :) Had a good laugh watching it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I have nothing to do now, I dont feel like going out, its so hot and stuff. Maybe I should go swimming for a while. Or sleep. I sleep like kok these days, literally. Come home early from school after exams, and then nap, then eat dinner, then sleep early and miss my nine o clock showwww! ))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, saw someone(Alison said cannot tell) at Suntec, then we were talking about him, and there he was! He went into Mac D's, and that was where we were. Then got a photo, and when Ally went to the loo, we were like warning her, if she went, he might come out. And so she went anyway. And he came out! :O So we ccchhheeeooonnngggggg and stalked him, blah blah blah, Alison got so high, and its like, she's fated to see him lah. :D Then when Ally took the train home, she saw him again! Awesomeeee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the new Jap song we're learning in choir, it sounds really nice. Ally got a little pissed at NN cos of (hahaha) then. Got to get some olive green dress and silver shoes (wtf) the colours so don't go!! Anyway, bus-ed back with Eugene Eng and Melvin, like a coincidence kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melvin's fingers are srsly scary. They can like distort into some wierd shape or position and its really really freaky! Maybe he can try contorting. SCARY. Oh and his phone is really cool tho. NN's new PDA phone is nicerrrr. Looks really sleek lah. I want a new phoneee ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I'm going to write down my wants list and then estimate the total amount and then save up like mad. (If I can) Eating like there's no tomorrow these days too, no idea why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is really random, I'm like talking about different stuff that happened on different days. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Check this out, its funny like shit. &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=_RgL2MKfWTo"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag repliessss&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry lah, cos lazy to reply :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sarah&lt;/b&gt;: Linked!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AAronCharlesGabriel&lt;/b&gt;: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JOcelyn&lt;/b&gt;: Jay isn't handsome, noooo way. And I relinked you alr :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alison&lt;/b&gt;: I think I forgot to ask you what you've decided, hahaha. TELL ME!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hate mw hate mw&lt;/b&gt; Wow, thanks for taking your time to come here. And the amount of friends I have don't matter. A few good friends is alright for me. I never said I have alot of friends to begin with, get your facts right. Whatever excuses you are talking about, I don't give a fucking flying fart in space. My face has got nothing to do with you, I am born with it, loser. So y'know, if I'm so ugly that you don't want to see my face, I suggest gouging out your eyeballs with a fork so you won't have to see  the ugliness anymore. Otherwise, I feel sorry your parents hate me so much that they named you to show their hatred for me. I'm honoured, thank you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me love&lt;/b&gt;: You still talk about my keys in G's pants! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PEARLYN&lt;/b&gt;: HELLO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JOcelyn&lt;/b&gt;: I see you come here frequently, thanks for tagging. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PasserBy&lt;/b&gt;: HELLO! :) Mind leaving your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eng&lt;/b&gt;: Aye I see you know now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jillian&lt;/b&gt;: HAHAHA I tagged you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JOcelyn&lt;/b&gt;: SEE I GOT REPLY LOR, COS OF YOU, HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry took like 2385784916 years to reply your tags people. But I still replied in the end :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, all the spammers at my blog have never come back to spam. Cowards with no good name, I say. People talk about hating the spammers that come into their blog, but then again, some of them(not me, definitely), do exactly what they hate people to do to their blogs : spam. Come on, do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. Yup, from now on, we should think this way. Well, I'll try. Peace :DY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-2202120434475966952?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/2202120434475966952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=2202120434475966952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2202120434475966952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2202120434475966952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-ken-lee-if-tulibu-dibu-douchoo.html' title='I ken lee if tulibu dibu douchoo'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-8225674727335606688</id><published>2008-05-06T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T18:49:44.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s152.photobucket.com/albums/s180/yeetyeetxo/photography/?action=view&amp;current=CUTE.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s180/yeetyeetxo/photography/CUTE.jpg" border="0" alt="CUTE"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere there's speaking&lt;br /&gt;It's already coming in&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind&lt;br /&gt;You never could get it&lt;br /&gt;Unless you were fed it&lt;br /&gt;Now you're here and you don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But under skinned knees and the skid marks&lt;br /&gt;Past the places where you used to learn&lt;br /&gt;You howl and listen&lt;br /&gt;Listen and wait for the&lt;br /&gt;Echoes of angels who won't return&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-8225674727335606688?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/8225674727335606688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=8225674727335606688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/8225674727335606688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/8225674727335606688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/05/caught.html' title='Caught'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s180/yeetyeetxo/photography/th_CUTE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-3681560810666692321</id><published>2008-04-30T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T22:18:53.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screaming</title><content type='html'>I'm getting really tired these days. Eat sleep eat sleep eat sleep. Sounds like my url, harhar. But it was really about Copeland. Okay anyway I am such a pig. Alison said I was one ): OMG I GAINED ONE KG OMG OMG I GAINED WEIGHT YEAH BABY!!!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing -&lt;br /&gt;I gained weight&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing -&lt;br /&gt;I might gain some more, which would lead to like too much weight then overweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha sorry for my nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K slacking way overboard. I AM SO SCREWED. &lt;br /&gt;Upcoming Birthdays:&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne's bday&lt;br /&gt;Sam's bday&lt;br /&gt;Zhou Hao's bday&lt;br /&gt;YuGe's bday&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's bday&lt;br /&gt;MeiYi's bday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE MAY PEEPOS. WE ROCKKKKK. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit/&lt;br /&gt;I missed free cone day and Melissa went and waited for me HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Well, she got two scoops i think, cos she went to re-queue. HAHAHA thick skinned lah!&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-3681560810666692321?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/3681560810666692321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=3681560810666692321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3681560810666692321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3681560810666692321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/04/screaming.html' title='Screaming'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-2028448393732318518</id><published>2008-04-22T19:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:06:46.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction</title><content type='html'>MYEs are near, &lt;br /&gt;not gonna waste time time timeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to do art about putting your photo in a bottle, and no one did it, except K I think. Well, deadline's tmr. Work work work. I'm so tired. Hahaha, distractions! JR's games are bloddy addictive. Like WHY, I can't wait to play it all th time. School's great like so much better and it's good cos th previous days were rough on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who cheered me up! You peepoz know who you are :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what did I do to you huh? Stop staring at me, I don't want to speak to you. Your excuses suck, and people are using you to get to me (in a bad way), so won't you get it? Don't act so pitiful its so annoying and will you just wake up, its of no use no use no use no use. Come on if you stop it, it'll be different, definitely. I hope you'll come to your senses :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk with * was good , started out roughly, in th end hugs and tears. I wish I could tell her everything but I know it somewhere in me (?) that it won't turn out good. But oh yes, it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naaawwwww shouldn't they have better things to do with their lives? Well, I do. :)&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu Ge is so cool once you get to know him, he talks like WOW alot. We dislike th same people, and HAHA he has funny jokes. We talk about dramas even tho we don't watch th same ones. Definitely easier to communicate with than with A, hahaha. Its nice to talk to him about things. :D Thanks for concern, advice and just talking. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if I sit with him more often my chinese will improve, like OMFG YAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHINJI SHINJI SHINJI bang bang bang. &lt;br /&gt;HEEHEEHEE SO CUTE (in that picture)&lt;br /&gt;Alright-o, WOW, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%^-&amp;*(_+= &lt;br /&gt;E sucks J sucks too so does L and of course th others. &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, right back at you. Think of yourself before you talk about others! How stupid. Lots of people are so (fill in). They have nothing to do with their lives, sigh. Pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm so affected by a fictional story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to find a stupid picture of me to put in a stupid bottle like I'm trapped in it. (GOOD IDEA, I SHALL PRETEND I'M TRAPPED IN THE BOTTLE, HAHAHA) Aye I may have just thought of smth damn smart + original  (or not)! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-2028448393732318518?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/2028448393732318518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=2028448393732318518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2028448393732318518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2028448393732318518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/04/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-675567895502153973</id><published>2008-04-17T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T14:52:09.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tight.</title><content type='html'>I ain't no queen of hearts, I go through stages&lt;br /&gt;I fall in love then complicate it&lt;br /&gt;yeah, you know the feeling&lt;br /&gt;without much hope just blind ambition&lt;br /&gt;pretending that there's nothing missing&lt;br /&gt;I always kept believing that...&lt;br /&gt;more, I thought if I had more I wouldn't get so bored&lt;br /&gt;but everything just left me empty&lt;br /&gt;love walking in and out of my door&lt;br /&gt;wasn't good enough no more&lt;br /&gt;when I don't trust myself life really sucks and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time I did it but I didn't do it&lt;br /&gt;last time, that's when I really blew it&lt;br /&gt;this time I'm gonna do it different 'cause I know, I know, I know...&lt;br /&gt;if I put everything I have into it&lt;br /&gt;eventually I'm gonna get what's good for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just trying to be creative&lt;br /&gt;but everyone's so opinionated&lt;br /&gt;wanna tell me what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;'cause one man's junks another's treasure&lt;br /&gt;when it's done it's hard to measure or keep on believing that...&lt;br /&gt;more, if only I had more, I wouldn't get so bored&lt;br /&gt;but I know it's gonna leave me empty&lt;br /&gt;life, walking in and out of my door wasn't good enough no more&lt;br /&gt;when I don't trust myself I'm gonna get stuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause I don't want to live my life wondering if only I would've, I should've, I could've...&lt;br /&gt;but I didn't 'cause I only blame myself again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-675567895502153973?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/675567895502153973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=675567895502153973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/675567895502153973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/675567895502153973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/04/tight.html' title='Tight.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-5798507966510540594</id><published>2008-04-16T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:30:54.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Th world will never ever be th same , and you're to blame.</title><content type='html'>Disappointed. Upset. &lt;s&gt;hurt.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could trust you. Looks like my doubts seem to be clear.&lt;br /&gt;But thats a better thing. I've seen the real you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi it was fun during History, Chinese was okay. English, as usual is a boreeee. But then I sat beside Yu Ge, and I got to know him better :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jay Chou (follow his sister)&lt;br /&gt;-Table Tennis (follow his sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah everything follow his sister. Then, he thinks Jay Chou is UGLY (see that Belle?) but he is very talented. He says Jay mutters a little in his songs, but the tunes are not bad and if you read the lyrics, the lyrics are very meaningful, and that makes you like the song more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA I didn't know he was such a person. It was interesting to talk to him. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my partner was sick. AYLWYN! He supposedly fell sick because he ate ZHao Yan's (poisonous) pancakes, HAHAHA (and I just posted their pictures.) Th whole day he was very tired, and like sleeping during breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HE IS VERY VERY WARM LAH. High fever, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNDDDDD for IPW, tithes are;&lt;br /&gt;an offering of a tenth part of some personal income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you Aaron. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-5798507966510540594?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/5798507966510540594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=5798507966510540594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5798507966510540594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5798507966510540594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/04/th-world-will-never-ever-be-th-same-and.html' title='Th world will never ever be th same , and you&apos;re to blame.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-8201593801353382792</id><published>2008-04-15T17:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:10:10.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tootsie roll.</title><content type='html'>Oh don't you, don't you, feel like th rain sometimes, you enjoy being plunged down down down, free-falling into the unknown, but as you fall fall fall deeper and deeper you realize you are falling to your death and that's when you try to turn back and you try so hard so hard so hard to get back up and feel happy just happy once again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh but you cant go up. The gravity is pulling you down down down, that's when you lose th light, your heart beats faster faster faster, and down you go, SPLASHHHHHHH, things go in slow motion, pain strikes into you and there you are gone. But then you evaporate and become a cloud and then condense and drop again and same process. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi I was a loner today and I got pang sehed 3 times but some lessons were nice and quite okay. 8) K so goodbye now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I know, but do I have to find out everything myself?&lt;br /&gt;Hot and cold, up and down, life is so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;NO its not like a roller coaster ride, because they are scary and whether going up or down I am scared like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soryy for shitty posts today, BYE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-8201593801353382792?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/8201593801353382792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-4978714153443861918</id><published>2008-04-15T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T15:42:17.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrote it better then you ever felt it.</title><content type='html'>You know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst worst day ever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is no one there to talk to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;I rly want to know th truth.&lt;br /&gt;but will anyone be honest with me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-4978714153443861918?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-1246696416196780594</id><published>2008-04-14T22:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:57:44.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peekchures galore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANqQ94NnqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/NGhTqs2WnhM/s1600-h/!110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANqQ94NnqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/NGhTqs2WnhM/s320/!110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189108035381730978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANqRN4NnrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FVJFF-safzM/s1600-h/!115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANqRN4NnrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FVJFF-safzM/s320/!115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189108039676698290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My leotard is pink, hers is black. (I havent bought th black one, heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANpKd4NnmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/CM1c4Avpw0M/s1600-h/!066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANpKd4NnmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/CM1c4Avpw0M/s320/!066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189106824200953442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANpKt4NnnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ChKmPlntUTY/s1600-h/!062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANpKt4NnnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ChKmPlntUTY/s320/!062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189106828495920754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZHAOYAN AND AYLWYN ARE MINE (HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANlBt4NndI/AAAAAAAAAF4/OIe7doYo9lU/s1600-h/!138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANlBt4NndI/AAAAAAAAAF4/OIe7doYo9lU/s320/!138.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189102275830586834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smash face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANlB94NneI/AAAAAAAAAGA/NPD352eGG3w/s1600-h/!122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANlB94NneI/AAAAAAAAAGA/NPD352eGG3w/s320/!122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189102280125554146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely pants (HEEHEE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANlB94NnfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/OOrnEeOKr50/s1600-h/!069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANlB94NnfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/OOrnEeOKr50/s320/!069.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189102280125554162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron bestyyy 8)   (WO AI NI, LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANlCN4NngI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rUaeJmkRiys/s1600-h/!102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANlCN4NngI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rUaeJmkRiys/s320/!102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189102284420521474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene bestyyyy 8)   (WO AI NI TOO, LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI! I have not posted any peekchures in 23645865 years, so here you go. Bye! 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am spamming my own posts, what a no life loser. 8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-1246696416196780594?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/1246696416196780594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=1246696416196780594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1246696416196780594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1246696416196780594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/04/peekchures-galore.html' title='Peekchures galore.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/SANqQ94NnqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/NGhTqs2WnhM/s72-c/!110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-4617636432963793684</id><published>2008-04-14T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:59:29.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA BOB TH BUILDER</title><content type='html'>OMG I AM SUCHA NOOB I PICKED UP TH PHONE TO CHANGE TH CHANNEL ON TH TELE. &lt;br /&gt;KILL ME PLEASE, I AM SO OUT OF PLACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Liyi&lt;/b&gt;: I don't mind getting anything Gucci, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PMLA&lt;/b&gt;: Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEIKA:D&lt;/b&gt;: Thanks 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Charlene&lt;/b&gt;: HAHAHA (not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne&lt;/b&gt;: No, th skit owned cos of me! :D K kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JOcelyn&lt;/b&gt;: K taken note of, shall link when not lazy :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-4617636432963793684?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/4617636432963793684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=4617636432963793684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4617636432963793684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4617636432963793684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/04/haha-bob-th-builder.html' title='HAHA BOB TH BUILDER'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-888560309857314055</id><published>2008-04-14T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:37:19.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly away, from this gloomy place.</title><content type='html'>Woah HE practicallllll tmr I am scared no idea why!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought th ingredients and it was bloddy hot. I am so black alrd and th sun wants to charcoal me/ give me skin cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Th salad is so expensive lah omg. Super uber shocked when I saw th pricezzz! Hmm tdy was okay lah. But I was very bitchy tdyyyy! K sorry classmates. (Esp, Charlene, Liyi) I think it might be when I starve then very grumpy. But shant let it continuez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so so bored. Talking to Yvonne, but she went to eat din din. So, yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo k she is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd had like a great deal of mosquito bites from Aunt J's house, horrendous. Car broke down, we walked back home (not). (And and and, I know I am damn childish and stuff lah), Zoe's barbie game is damn fun! And wtf she like two and she has a gameboy. O: Jealous lah! Her gameboy is better than mine, (mine is damn old, cos we don't play it anymore), but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya it was quite a nice day yesterday. Ah I want a green class jersey. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye, I don't feel like blogging alrd. The Arena is on, not that I rly enjoy it, but hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-888560309857314055?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/888560309857314055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=888560309857314055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/888560309857314055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/888560309857314055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/04/fly-away-from-this-gloomy-place.html' title='Fly away, from this gloomy place.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-1059338515233365552</id><published>2008-04-11T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T20:05:08.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance.</title><content type='html'>K I noticed when someone in or class makes a blog, th whole clique must make one also? I find it damn cute/lame? Omg so contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K this post is to vent. So maybe I don't mean it that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ was so bitchy tdy. I know _ still bitches about people esp me. Talk about change and all that, all th "I only talk about 3 people" lies. _ wanted to be Portia in th play, and _ kept whining about it, so # let _ be. Immediately _ was like "Me, Portia? WHY ME?!" "Cos you want what." "Oh, okay." -Smiles in an act humble way- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then _ keeps nagging # to remember #'s lines, which is only two, so what's th big deal! K so that isn't a big problem. But last minute, like in ONE HOUR before th play, _ asked # to switch roles! Damn riduculous right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And th role of Portia in th scene they were doing is like, 14 lines! _ had one day to memorise it, but _ couldn't and she expected # to remember it all in one hour?! _ was like th group leader and _ keep asking everyone to do their part, but _ couldn't even organise (_)self, yet she expected others to listen to (_).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, # wrote th whole play, and _'s group leader role was nothing! Just to let others go to _'s house and show off all _'s senior "pals" on friendster. WTVVVVVV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# was emo th whole day cos #'s was damn annoyed by some stuff at home, and plus _'s problems that _ pushed to #. _ still had th cheek to ask her why she was so upset! COS OF YOU, OBVIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So annoying. So what if you know Gucci? All you senior "pals" actually hate you behind your back. Don't need to show off in front of me! -.- And stop being so nosey please, obviously I didn't tell you who was Gucci cos I don't want you to know right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to be so "Zi Dong" and find out from other people (MY CLOSE FRIENDS). I won't be jealous that you know him, prolly most of th people you know hate you. I feel sorry for him he knows you, when you were P1. How stupid, why would someone like you stay in his mind for what? 7 years? HA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am sarcastic, but mostly to you only, cos you annoy me with greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I am so mean. Hee. Stupid bitchy Melly. I shall punish myself, mug tonight! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-1059338515233365552?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/1059338515233365552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=1059338515233365552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1059338515233365552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1059338515233365552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/04/dance.html' title='Dance.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-6347703532818869917</id><published>2008-04-11T19:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T19:40:48.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait a minute I've got more to say.</title><content type='html'>Tdy was okay. Yep it was much better! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm k. Uhm CME was nice. Home Ec was okay. RECESS was WHACKO, and English was a bore. Lit was a bore too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept forgetting lines. Class sucks. Damn suaner, seriously. I'm kinda glad I don't have to put up with it for long, just till year end. Of course still got lovely peoplez in th class, but in general our class quite stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like tuan jie, but our class has separate tuan jies. Like big group here and there then some scattered around. Others jump around th groups, and its annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, uhm Alison not daoing me anymore, like finally, why she always dao people, LOL. Today was so high during recess, damn funnnnnn. We "raped" Mondre, Liyeng and Charlene dressed up as nerds. Then we had GIRLFRIEND (AvrilLavigne) music video. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say check Jillian's blog cos yup, she's the video-er. :) Night at th Museum was nice, I like the airing out tires part, damn cute! Hmm taking photos on Monday, cos no time. And watched part of Bridge to Terabithia. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy and my show. :DDD Hahaha, cos she was th only one who celebrated my birthday (I KNOW DAMN FUCKING SAD, HEE) , and that was th movie we watched. Its kinda lame and fairytale, but okay lah. It was also damn sad lor, cried in th movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home, ate and bathed then headed to Parkway to meet Yvonne and Charlene. K we went to th toilet to cam-whore, then we headed to th baby room, cos its really pretty. When I got there, super shocked, it was vandalized like kok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K anyway we camwhore don't want people to see right(we not so thick skin), and closed th door. Then we just sat there and like ya, look at th shit people wrote on th wall. Then someone knock on th door, and we like froze, so finally we opened th door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fat officer woman scold us lah! She suspect we vandalized, then she keep saying it was our second time that day. -.- IT WAS NOTTTTTTT. Then must take down our NIRC, name, school and Hp number. Damn exaggerated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she call ehr back-up man, must check whether we give fake number a not. Stupid lah! We didn't even do anth wrong. Th sign outside, (even tho we did not see at first) read "This room is for parents with their children. Please give them priority." -or something. So it doesn't say we cannot go in what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, we very good 8) so we apologised, but they keep saying th same thing! Ridiculous. K wtv ya they are doing their job. But it didn't say we cannot go in, and we didn't do anth wronggggggzxsx! Ya its customer rights what. Can complainnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha k i know its damn drama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene cut her hair. (I'M SO SORRY) And I shouldn't talk about it much. K then we were in th toilet, cos she was fixing her hair, and Eugene C called me, but when I picked up, th person on th other line is Eugene E. He said something about me being a bitch, then th other parts I cannot hear. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its okay, cos I shouldn't be bothered by it. Ya, I thought it through!!11!!1 Hahahah so stupid. Ahya I think its a prank. Why you all so bo liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K long post I think? Bye, &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. LOOKING FORWARD TO TOMORROW W/ RACHEL AND CHARLENE/SAMT/SAMH/PEOPLEZ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;Yes it was a prank/dare. Omg, wasted my phone bill + 30 seconds of my life, LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-6347703532818869917?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/6347703532818869917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=6347703532818869917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6347703532818869917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6347703532818869917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/04/wait-minute-ive-got-more-to-say.html' title='Wait a minute I&apos;ve got more to say.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-3226070421728752924</id><published>2008-04-10T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:57:36.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelly lost her way somewhere in th middle. Will someone help her find her way?</title><content type='html'>Today was okay, class was rather funny. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene got good ideas for th class notice board, and peoplez are enthu about it :D, like Miss Tan. So can't wait for CME tomorrow I guess. AH havent paid class funds and jersey money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I can't just forget about everything like that. I'm still trying right? Maybe I only think I am. Now I am quite sure I cannot trust #. I wish you cared more. I wish you'd bother to tell me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so hurting to die inside. I hate watching everyone. I know people have been talking. Yep I've been talking too. I don't think there's really anyone there to relate to me. We should just stop judging and get over shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why not? Cos its stupid natural bitch instincts instilled in us as time passes by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is that someone when you desperately need him/her? I feel like whoever I talk to, I doubt trusting th person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate school. I hate staying at home. I hate my life. I guess thats th reason why I've been sleeping like no tomorrow. Its nice to sleep and. forget. things. When you wake up, you feel so alone and you think of all those stuff again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History is just repeating itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so fucking vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be looking forward to meeting Rachel on Sat. Talking to her rly makes me feel so much better. I shall cry my heart out then. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-3226070421728752924?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/3226070421728752924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=3226070421728752924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3226070421728752924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3226070421728752924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/04/kelly-lost-her-way-somewhere-in-th.html' title='Kelly lost her way somewhere in th middle. Will someone help her find her way?'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-9122128619181102927</id><published>2008-04-04T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T20:15:04.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple-bottom jeans and boots with the fur.</title><content type='html'>HI PEOPLEZ, I changed the skin.&lt;br /&gt;AND YES JILLIAN POSTED TH VIDEO IN HER BLOG! GO SEE GO SEE DAMN FUNNY LOR. :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Just realised today was kind of a misunderstanding between me and Charlene! Hahahaha. Anyway I don't want to be a loner taking bus after choir tomorrow, but I think will be ): Same sameeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene ain't free tomorrow, Gen's birthday partyyyyy, :) Hahaha k on Monday she is comingggggg. 8) K it should be time to do IPW soon, but I have yet to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(EDITED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah I just realised we're not eating yet cos MELISSA'S not home yet. Omg quite hungryz now. ZZZZZzzzZZZZzzZzZzZzZzzzzZZZZZzZZZZZZzzzzzzZzZzZzzzzzZzZZZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mo just left to fetch her. Dad is alseep, Martyn is on th computer, so am I. WOOH WE HAVE LIKE NO LIVES. HAHAHA. K haven't done any homework yettoz cos I srsly can't be bothered too? But yeah I have nothing to do. Ah bye. Again, sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-9122128619181102927?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/9122128619181102927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=9122128619181102927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/9122128619181102927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/9122128619181102927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/04/apple-bottom-jeans-and-boots-with-fur.html' title='Apple-bottom jeans and boots with the fur.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-8260263068510358084</id><published>2008-04-04T17:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:40:53.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 61st POSTZXSXSZ.</title><content type='html'>Happy happy happy okay dreary happy normal upset fun tired very tired + pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Took class photos tdy 8)&lt;br /&gt;It was nice. And other things happened.&lt;br /&gt;K I was feeling relieved thennn * made me feel inferior or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, Mondre was so cute tdy, damn high and all. Singing her paramore. There's videos! But my bluetooth had a problem so yeah, maybe go to Jillian's blog to see it? It was so funny ;D MONDRE YOU VERY CUTEZXSXS. :)))) CME pwned. 8)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took class photos, discussed JERSEY + CHALET! And watched Night at th mumseum. And slept for 2 minutes? Under the cupboard thing. It was rather comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT HOT HOT WEATHER THESE DAYS, annoying, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WeiBin was super obscene + funny tdy. It was nice to laugh, I miss laughing damn hard like non-stopppppppp. LIKE WHEN I WENT OUT WITH CHARLENE TO MARINA HEEHEE! 8) Best day everrrrzxsxzsx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGGING IS NICE TOO! I MUST GET AT LEAST ONE HUG PER DAY, feels so nice and warm. Didn't see Gucci tdy! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ya sometimes I don't trust () but () is really my good friendddd! Just that, I think sometimes () doesn't tell me stuff. Like stuff I should know, and () should tell. And () tells people stuff I don't want them to know. Maybe () doesn't know, so I shouldn't take it too hard right? 8) AHYA DONT SO DRAMA LAH MELANIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall wait and see if () tells me about _ cos () should know its something I should + want to know! Or maybe () doesn't know its important to me. Okay I am contradicting myself now. BUT NO MATTER WHAT I STILL &lt;3 ()!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Should I talk to ()?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALAO I WANT A NEW SKIN (RED + GREENNNNNN!) SO TH LOVE SO TH LOVE SO TH LOVE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG ME PEOPLEZ.&lt;br /&gt;(SKIN!1!11!!1!) (HAHAHAH OR WTV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homeecons history science geog. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This post may sound emo at some parts, but it isnt meant to be. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(MELANIE IS GHEY NOT EMO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BYE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, &lt;3 (HAHAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma gonna miss Aaronzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-8260263068510358084?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/8260263068510358084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=8260263068510358084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/8260263068510358084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/8260263068510358084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-61st-postzxsxsz.html' title='HAPPY 61st POSTZXSXSZ.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7029708837098635360</id><published>2008-04-03T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T22:36:17.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like poo. 8)</title><content type='html'>Hi! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn gay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love everyonezz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I don't hate anyone! K yah I think I am going to be a good girl now! I mean I will try to be nicer to peoples :) Its like some sudden spurge of goodness, hahaha. Feels jolly and happy and woolly. FEEL TH LOVE FEEL TH LOVE FEEL TH LOVE! (Yup Yvonne!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah cos tdy I was very high in school and everything. (Even tho in th morning it was VERY DREARY) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I am like that? Kkk work hard Melanie! Haha its like a sudden surge of motivation! JYJY. ^^v Yup shall be nicer to Nicholas and Keng Siang and Seok Pheng! Cos, well, feel bad for being so mean to them! Hahahah they are quite nice I think. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah so sian tdy, because got two tests and I was totally confused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall finish up my homework later 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm didnt go for recess tdy and peoples were playing vball in th classroom. Eugene E + C broke th clock? Part of it, hahaha! But its still working fine, and they rushed to put it back up, damn cute/funnyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm Alison had to go for SC sup soooo we went to Prima Deli and bought a cake?!??!?1 Hahahah yup, its for Aaron's goodbye present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a cheesy belated April Fool's card, hahaha! Later walked back to go meet Alison and left for Liyi's house. It's her mummy's bday! Wished her a Happy Birthday at her toilet door, LOL! K then left for Parkway with Aaron Yvonne Charlene Kashif Pak Teng. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked like kok, so warm + tiring! K then we were in Roxy Square, laughing at th kuku shops and looking for th special hair dresser's. Then Charlene was rly prank tdy, and she wanted to "get lost".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we purposely walked in a different direction and they didn't even know, LOL. We went to a corner and realised we were going backwardssssss. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! So we called Aaron to pretend we were all scared and crying cos we were "lost". But he didn't pick up! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we called Kashif (Scary man) but he also never pick up! Then not fun anymore, so we walked back. Then they were walking back looking for us! We just dao-ed them and we didn't talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah k was damn lame. Charlene and I were trying to block them butttttt always cannot! Big space everywhere. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Macdonald's we spent all our precious moneyz! MOOLAH IS GONE, so we just talked. And ate fries + ice cream! Met Jing Rui then, cos didn't want to go Math mentoring alone like damn loner(hahaha)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate ate ate then had to go (VERY LATREZXSXS) so camwhored with Aaron a while 3 photoz only) then chiong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH, we saw ZiHao's grandmother in th bus, I think. Hahahaha yucky! K then it rained super heavily and th bus started leakingggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha, k so aft that took another bus, Alison went home for piano, left me and JR. Talked about stuffz, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at school we ment Jonathan Lee + James and I think i bonded with them lor! So cool siaaaaaaaa. HAHA! Math mentoring was only briefing, 1/2 hourrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian my partner not there! She was sick ): Hahah okay then me + JR + Jonathan Lee arranged date + time for us to have mentoring! Hahahah so pointless, but then I can take bus home with JR at least. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo heavy rain when in the bus! Got my stuffz from RachyGoh (BABE HAHAHA!) and JR damn nice lend me umbrella, ella, ella, ay, ay, ay. 8) He was drenched in th rain aft that! SORRY AND THANK YOU SO MUCH! !!1!!!!111!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was home, he even called me to ask if I was okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JR: "I was calling to check if you okay a not, later th rain blow   you away."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hahaha I am okay lah! Thanks! You? Heavy rain and no umbrella! And thank you for calling lor, so sweet. HAHAHA!"&lt;br /&gt;JR: "Aiya, must check mah, later you not okay then tomorrow no one return me my umbrella"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH WTH! OH, AND JR OWES ME THE HOT BANGS GUY PICUTRE!8)&lt;br /&gt;(Okay fictional character, but still damn cute + hot leh!) HHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDIANA BOB JONES! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sheryl&lt;/b&gt; - Shall link soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;denise&lt;/b&gt; - Yes! Can't wait till you're back! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne&lt;/b&gt; - Hello! :) Thanks for the tag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eugene&lt;/b&gt; - Yozz! Thanks for th tag. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-7029708837098635360?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/7029708837098635360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=7029708837098635360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7029708837098635360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7029708837098635360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-like-poo-8.html' title='I like poo. 8)'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-4595320950762891514</id><published>2008-03-30T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T21:58:35.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What made you think that he couldn't find a door in the morning?</title><content type='html'>Kind of banned from using the computer so yeah. ): I know you all miss me! Especially now I have a new spammer, so cool so cool! :)&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone's so. Sad. I dno why! Sigh. Emo aura = affected people = emo people! Cheer up will you! Kkk damn busy now gta doez Lit, IPW and Music projects. Plus MT test, Math homework, Math test, Science test, History test! Sigh. I havent studied/done anything yet. I know, I am so slackkkzxsxzs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me. Some people think their helping you and all that, but they're also sometimes really insulting you and hurting you, in some way. If someone calls you stupid on purpose/indirectly, would you be all, "Really?! Oh, thanks for telling me! It means so much that you told me!" Hello, come back to reality. If you rly want to help and all that, then you won't be expecting like eternal gratefulness right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah I've changed. Who doesn't? Are you telling me you haven't changed? Well, you've grown taller! :O And more annoying. And flirty, not to mention what you like to call me, guai lan(which you apparently say you learnt from me, ha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's wrong with change? Bad change may eventually turn out to be a blessing in disguise, for all you know. I like change. Something new makes you feel fresher, no? Well, to me it does. So what is your problem? The whole year I know you've been telling everyone I've changed and all that, but so have you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the wrong perception of me? Well, too bad! What can I do about it? Stop suaning me please. I know your intentions are not rly to help. Even if it is(sorry enough), well, you're not helping, so shut up! God, all the time you have to put me down. You're not that good, don't think so highly of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA I AM NOT JEALOUS! WHY WOULD I BE? Try to make me jealous right? Well, I feel sorry for you and your current *! You're prolly doing it to make me jealous. Too bad, I like being _ leh! Feels good to be free, without someone nagging at me and stressing me out all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never consider other people's feelings but you expect others to spare a thought for yours. Poor lass, she doesn't know she's being made use of. Hahahah because you said # doesn't mean you very big okay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You jolly well know I would have if you didn't! Which I was going to. I feel like hurling all those evil words at you. You really suck you know. People may dislike me, but at least a have a few close friends, rather than you, many friends you can't really trust. You not cute lah, not anymore. 8) Have a nice day, aye. Your other days won't be so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K enough of that, thinking about it makes me damn mad. I got a TELE in my bedroom!!1!!1!111!!! No, not teletubby, television! YAY. I will definitely spend alot more time in my room now, which is of course lovely. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus alot of people never reply my messages! Like 3? Anyway, you would think its not so bad right? But it is lor. My messages now kind of limited. ): K C is lieseick for a week now, I hope she gets well soon. :) Aaronnnnn + Yvonne! My bestiessssss don't be sad okay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its so tough now, school's so sigh. Home may not be so good either, but we must be strong and live through all that k! Talk to peoplez, it really helpssss! Damn sad to see ya'll so, emoz. And sigh. And "LETS KILL OURSELVES TOGETHER!" (Really!1!) Come on people you still have your good pals. Don't want to tell me nvm, tell Charlene/Kashif! All the besties can go through it together oneeeee ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I won't be posting anytime soon I guess. ANYONE KNOW ANY NICE (PREFERABLY RED/GREEN -(whoo fav. colours :))) SKINS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag me about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ey I very sian don't want to reply tags now adays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AaronCharlesGabriel&lt;/b&gt; - SHINYYYYY! (Aaron goes hyper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Liyi&lt;/b&gt; - SURE! WHEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JOcelyn&lt;/b&gt; - I'm sure you know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RACHEL&lt;/b&gt; - Woah, you rock, woah. HAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PEARLYN&lt;/b&gt; - Who says I don't? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOB&lt;/b&gt; - Hi Bob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KRISTA&lt;/b&gt; - LInked! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Liyi&lt;/b&gt; - Bob rulez man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Y&lt;/b&gt; - RE-LINKED :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lamer&lt;/b&gt; - Hi, I feel sorry for you and your parents that your face is so pretty/handsome(since my face isn't nice to you, you must think of yourself as really pretty/handsome right?), yet your name is lamer. Your parents should have thought about naming you more carefully, or did you name yourself? :O You must be more stupid than you are good-looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jocelyn&lt;/b&gt; - Thanks Jocelyn! :) Oh, and Bob did tag me! He is real what. 8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-4595320950762891514?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/4595320950762891514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=4595320950762891514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4595320950762891514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4595320950762891514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-made-you-think-that-he-couldnt.html' title='What made you think that he couldn&apos;t find a door in the morning?'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-2095860695476106716</id><published>2008-03-21T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:01:05.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You wna know what you got, I got a plan we can't get caught.</title><content type='html'>Hi. Lots of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;But I happen to feel shitty. Very shitty. &lt;br /&gt;And its not cos I'm unattached agn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'KNOW ITS JUST LIKE FEELING SHITTY FOR A VERY LAME REASON, PROLLY NO REASON AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Charlene styled my hair for th choir performance. Everyone said it looked nicer! Well, Charlene's got. What word is it, talent. Yes. :) Lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing RachelT like mad but it seems;&lt;br /&gt;-She is not answering my calls&lt;br /&gt;-She is not replying my messages&lt;br /&gt;-She is not replying me on MSN&lt;br /&gt;-She deleted her blog (Cannot tag! fshre7n547qbn363b.)&lt;br /&gt;-This is like going on for two weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS THIS HAPPENING GAH. K so I skipped ballet ytd. Raining heavily + no Rachel to go ballet with/laugh with. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas is damn. Annoying. Yeap, I don't want him in my literature group! He makes me dread Literature. :o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't mentioned Bob, have I? He's rlyyyyy nice :) Charlene met him first, but Bob got tired of her and came to me. :) Charlene's got Harry now. There's nothing nice about Harry, he's hairy and when he talks, saliva spits into your face. He doesn't even like th Harry Potter series, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know, at least Bob can build stuff. Oh, you didn't know? Bob's profession is a builder. He has a show you know! And he has tractor friends and stuff. Yup. But Bob is taking a break from work now. Its tiring, he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! BOB SAYS HI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days have been, fast. Like all th days just whizzing past. WHOOSH, and its like, what? Sunday, right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughzz. Left my wallet in Auntie Jackie's carrrrr, maybe getting it later. Was watching Hell's Kitchen Marathon just now! On AsianFoodChannel. It is fun to watch! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit lah, scolded by Mo agn, she just went out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this bloody house, I wna move out, asap. But nevermind, I shall live off them till whenever then move out and send them a little money every few months. Okay wtv thinking too far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH I HAVE NOTHING MORE TO SAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid says bye, &lt;br /&gt;P/S/ THE WORLD IS CRUSHING DOWN ON ME! really, not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-2095860695476106716?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/2095860695476106716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=2095860695476106716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2095860695476106716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2095860695476106716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-wna-know-what-you-got-i-got-plan-we.html' title='You wna know what you got, I got a plan we can&apos;t get caught.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7601090964097444369</id><published>2008-03-12T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:41:56.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugarhigh ; gta need it rly need it to get by.</title><content type='html'>K last post was total crap I was totally lying! &lt;br /&gt;K sorry peoplezzzz got you guys worried. But thanks for your concern! Rly made me feel loved. :) THANKYOU/YVONNE,AARON&amp;LIYI LOVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, things are fucked up right now, school is stressful. For me, anyway. Holidays have kicked in and it's still not getting better. I'm getting confused with all the stupid subject topics and I am srsly, afraid to say, getting stupider by the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I worked so much harder than before, and it was rly so hard for me. I listen so much more in class and my Science and Math improved (regarding class tests). I had so much confidence to do well for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, English, Geog, Chinese, Literature went downnnnnnnn. Disappointed, really. A2 for science, math improved a little. Chinese was like a just pass. LAST IN DISTINCTION CLASS WTH! I don't deserve to be in it right. I'm too stupid. YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo, tdy was actually quite nice and high. But yeah, tried to do homework then I didn't get it at all and so, failed to do so. Then dramatically, it became this sad post. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, damn stressed out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking results, fucking insecurity, fucking stupidity, fucking slackery, fucking people stressing me to go out when i am trying to, fucking unsigned report book, fucking parents, fucking holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it for swearing. March showers are starting to come in reaaaallll fast. Days are getting cold, and its lovely. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay cheers to happier posts. Ha, get a life Melanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And V, PLEASE don't spam me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry havent been replying tags. Shall reply them here. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denise&lt;/em&gt; - Life is bad. Without you. Miss you, dennyboo! ): I love you too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eugene.e&lt;/em&gt; - Sorry for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MON&lt;/em&gt; - Hee, love youz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rachel&lt;/em&gt; - I know you missed me when you were in Bangkokkok! ;D Love you darl. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LIYI&lt;/em&gt; - Drop dead you. Haha, kidding! Thank you, but I am not emo, love you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kash&lt;/em&gt; - YOYOYOYOYOYOYOYO KASHIF! :) I shall link you soon, and why did you give me C's blog url? :0 I have it you doofus. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shalyn&lt;/em&gt; - Hi darl, please stop doing that in ballet class, its obscene. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yvonne&lt;/em&gt; - ZUPZUPZUPZUPZUP MY LOVEEEEEEE. I am not too emoooozxsxs and toilet paper IS  to wipe shiz, clever you. :D Hahahah thanks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;RACHEL&lt;/em&gt; - Hahaha, awaiting the BIG HEART SHAPE ;D Loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AaronCharlesGabriel&lt;/em&gt; - HAHAHA I AM NOT EMO AARONBESTIE! THANKS FOR YOUR CONCERN! :) I'm afraid to put your name in my heart list, just in case someone SHINY gets jealous. :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SEIKA&lt;/em&gt; - Hello, I remember you. Please don't twit in my flashbox. Thank youz. ;D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-7601090964097444369?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/7601090964097444369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=7601090964097444369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7601090964097444369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7601090964097444369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/03/sugarhigh-gta-need-it-rly-need-it-to.html' title='Sugarhigh ; gta need it rly need it to get by.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-8953180304230886604</id><published>2008-03-10T13:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T13:30:28.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the sweat drop, calm collected and cunning.</title><content type='html'>Hello. Not blogging cos life is emo now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to cry my heart out in the toilet now, toilet paper's my bestie.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-8953180304230886604?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/8953180304230886604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=8953180304230886604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/8953180304230886604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/8953180304230886604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/03/let-sweat-drop-calm-collected-and.html' title='Let the sweat drop, calm collected and cunning.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-1762237940343163571</id><published>2008-03-01T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:22:30.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet talk 101</title><content type='html'>Blogging agn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I can't get enough of the comp. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Yvonne now! Love her! :D And I desperately need a phone. I miss camwhore D: Ballet was okay. Stretching rly kills me, I swear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm then had to do Pirouettes and Pas de Bourrées plus Gilssades and Pas de Chat, it was very fast so confusing hahaha. Miss Chew says my feet sickle alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned Attitude today, it's kind of hard. And if you have no idea what I'm talking about with all these wierd words, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glossary_of_ballet" title="Clickyme:D"&gt;CLICK HERE,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BALLET TERMINOLOGY IS IN FRENCH. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Which reminds me. CHARLENEEEEEEEE. *HINT HINT* JOIN LEH JOIN LEH JOIN! I CAN HELP YOU ONE, DON'T WORRY. C'MON ITS FUNNNN! :D FRIENDLY PEOPLE! :D Plus you have experience, you have uhm, a flair for dance. :D Rachel MeiYi Shalyn Celestine and all the ballet peoples await you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K my eyes are so tiredddddd. Bah I'll end here, since I accidentally cancelled out everything I typed just now, YES STUPID ME :) SHORT POST AHAHAH BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-1762237940343163571?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/1762237940343163571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=1762237940343163571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1762237940343163571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1762237940343163571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweet-talk-101.html' title='Sweet talk 101'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-5546657583818521167</id><published>2008-03-01T13:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T14:12:12.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She;s underage and so very very brave; a fake ID lent her credibility.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;So the bartender that pretends to pretend that he's concerned,&lt;br /&gt;He says, "Girlie, girlie, you're at your best, when you're sober."&lt;br /&gt;"Nono," she slurrs, "Just one more."&lt;br /&gt;And one turns into four.&lt;br /&gt;The fourth drink instinct is taking over,&lt;br /&gt;And the gentleman is leading her gtowards the door.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;He said it was a one night stand,&lt;br /&gt;But the alchohol didnt let her understand,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah he said it was a one night stand,&lt;br /&gt;A one night stand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTH DRINK INSTINCT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its really boring at home. Yesterday was stupid. I got scolded before I even left the house. Then in public she made me stand in the middle of the way and shout at me and crap. Ugh, not even a five-year old deserves this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to 77th street to spend our voucher. Green tee for her, and she renewed her card, so we got a free ticket to &lt;b&gt;The Leap Years&lt;/b&gt; (which I wna watch) But its only valid on weekdays. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K then we went to hello! and look at the phones. I was like hinting to her at the Sony Ericsson but she's to stupid to get the hint. So I was like "I want this," Then she would just make a bad comment about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cos she fell in love with Nokia 6300, and blah blah blah. This cheap, blah blah. But I didn't really like it that much lah. She was gna 'cheat' the guy to trade in my spoiled phone, but he checked and stuffs, so yeah, he told us to repair it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to check out the price for repairing it at Nokia services, the lady said $80 to $100 (which I find is totally ridiculous and unreasonable, god how do people make money these days) So we didn't fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to the WyWy shop and the lady didn't even check properly then she said we can trade it in for $120, which is like $21 dollars more than I bought it for. PLUS it's spoiled. Like wtf, I feel damn bad, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thennnnnnn, my mother went to ask about 6300 and stuff lah, no stock :D and price may decrease by Wednesday or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to OP and bought a shirt for me and Martynnnnn. Went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussing about the phones, then I told her I didn't want her old phone, I wanted a new one (Cos she suddenly say I would take her old phone and she would get a new one). STUPID RIGHT THEN STILL ASK ME TO GO WITH HER TO LOOK AT PHONES. -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she was like "You want ah? So I take or you take?" I didn't reply  her. Thank god for Dad, he finally convinced her that Sony is better than Nokia, now got alot of complaints on Nokia. I TOLD HER THEN SHE SAID I WAS CRAPPING, FUCKING BITCH, GOD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I evilly took the chance, and said, "Mommy, see I told you alrd what." HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the new Cybershot phone, it's camera is like 5 megapixels or something man! Omg love love loveeeessss. She said she'll think about it if its thin, or whatever. Cos its expensive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about it like its gna be her phone agn. I know, bitch. So if i get the phone my christmas present money will be deducted, I told her I DONT MIND. But she is still telling me fuckshit like it will be hers, not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want her phone, I hate clamshells. K wtv damn pissed at her lah. If she wants a new phone, just go get one lah. Go and use my chance of getting a good phone to get one she likes. Pfffttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I'm still hoping for it I want it badly. See, so much crap to go through just cos of Mo. You are an evil mother. Yeah, like you said, I'm not fit to be your daughter. Wtvz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't go out anymore, cos I'm getting "TOO INVOVLED WITH BOYS" Yeah like I will die having a boyfriend. And stop saying sex sex sex all the time. You don't trust me with anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like AS IF I will go around having sex. I'm not a slut. I'm not even 14 and you think I wna have sex desperately. -_- Such a thing my mother doesn't believe in me, how disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAH SHE SAID MOST LIKELY CANNOT GO HK COS SHE DOESNT TRUST ME TO BE ALONE WITH MY FRIENDS AND ITS TOO EXPENSIVE. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MELISSA COULD GO TO NEW ZEALAND FOR TWO WEEKS, BUT I CAN'T GO TO HK FOR ONE WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah swearing alot these days. But wtv I'm so easily pissed off right now. SORRY MARITES. K I'VE TYPED TOO MUCH, AND MY FINGERS HURT:D But good for you peoples, you have had alot to read and digest that Mo is one evillllll villian. Sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I may be pissed but I still love you people! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-5546657583818521167?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/5546657583818521167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=5546657583818521167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5546657583818521167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5546657583818521167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/03/shes-underage-and-so-very-very-brave.html' title='She;s underage and so very very brave; a fake ID lent her credibility.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-4622328450820502792</id><published>2008-02-29T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T15:52:13.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm too hip to keep tight-lipped, and you're on the gossip team.</title><content type='html'>Whoo tdy was fun cos of the tree thing for green movement during CME.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah changed the skin, but its nice, no? Love the background, its cute. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed Science! And improvvveeeddddddd. :) A2! :D Hahaha B3 to A2. Whoooooz. Well I hope the other subs would be okay. Anywayyyerz, Mondrian's artistic style/flair/wtv is really kinda cool. And common. Mr Chong is rly getting on  my nerves right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah, art was slacky. Had another composition to do tdy, first period. It was..rushed. Yong Hao was rly tired, then he wrote 3/4 of a page, then went back to sleep. Hahahah, he didn't care at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrote that he dropped his wallet in the drain, then someone saw the incident and lent him money, and he was very grateful and paid him back the next day. OhmyGs, that is so Primary 1, but Yong Hao was being very cute, the class was laughing at his composition. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am a tom-yam freak forever and ever." OhmyGs that is so lame so lame so lame, womannnnnn. Grow up. Had ice cream tdy! It was yummy :D Mango was good. Hahaha saw Mdm Limz. Bet'cha she forgot our nameeeeees. But oh well, can't expect her to, she's so old alrd. :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out sooooonnnn to buy my new phone, bah damn scared I will be lectured in public. AND! Not sure if going to Hong Kong, STILL. But Mo called Mrs Lock, and I dno what they talked about, but during din-din Mo will discuss with Dad. So yeah, I hope I can gozxsxzs, it'll be damn kewlll manzo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly have to go bathe now, and go get my phone. YES I'M EXCITED AND SCARED AT THE SAME TIME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO CHOIR TOMORROW, I WNA GO OUT WITH HIM. HAHAHAHA OKAY LAME BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-4622328450820502792?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/4622328450820502792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=4622328450820502792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4622328450820502792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4622328450820502792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-too-hip-to-keep-tight-lipped-and.html' title='I&apos;m too hip to keep tight-lipped, and you&apos;re on the gossip team.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-6315407182806810753</id><published>2008-02-28T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T23:26:39.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now lets lets back track and back it up, we have a whole lot to prooovveeee.</title><content type='html'>Failed stupid chinese and math.&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed, for both.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so fucked up right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esp chinese. -_- My languages are supposed to be better. God, Geog's gna suck for me, so is SBQs for history. Lit will definitely be disappointing tho, cos I hate Shakespeare. I don't geddditttttt. ): Damn, can't wait for Animal Farm, where we'll get to read proper Englishhhhh. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And Science should be better for me, which makes me feel a teensy bit better. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Tan rockzxsxzxxs. Cos tdy Mr Leong relieved Mdm Riza(ON COURSE, SADDO) and he sucks! Got scolded just before the class started, cos we were late for class. Then had to apologise to the whole class. Omg made us like kindergarten kids, "SORRY 2R2 OH EIGHT." Crap the whole period, and um, he made us stay back cos the class was "too noisy". Had what, 10 minutes for recess? Fucked up man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Miss Tan was at the canteen then we complained to her, hehehe. Next period was ENGLISH-O and we had a composition test. SOOOOO Miss Tan the great let us get to class late 15 minutes and have Geog then English test for the last period, since Geog and English were her periods for tdy. SO GOOD RIGHT! LOVE YOU MISS TAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate math. Hate it hate it hate it. Yong Hao suaned me like hell tdy, cos my math results were so...pffttt. Whattttttt. I don't wna study Math anymore, anyway I'm too stupid for math. I think all my subjects are dropping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K neewayzzzz Mo is such a beep now. Like so moody manzzzz, what's her problem lah. First she's all nice, then she scolded me in front of people. Damn beeeepppp. Ironically, in my last post I said she was damn nice. I change my minddddd, pfftt. Yah, still dno the choir trip can go or not, stupid right. She was supposed to call lah, then she forgot (by then it was too late) then when I tried to tell her the details so she could hurry decide, I got a stupid lecture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siaaannnn I rly wna go. Ughzz. Its like damn pressurizing, if I don't go Sam H and Charlene don't wna go? Why, Sam T, Lydia and Kai Xin going what. Pressure manz. Stupid Mo. Blah58786t8ewt389.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be getting a new phone tmrw, cos off early. But I dont rly wna go, cos later surrreee get scolded and stuffz in public. Its freaking standard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkk I g2g now bbyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-6315407182806810753?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/6315407182806810753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=6315407182806810753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6315407182806810753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6315407182806810753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/02/now-lets-lets-back-track-and-back-it-up.html' title='Now lets lets back track and back it up, we have a whole lot to prooovveeee.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-692246982927403423</id><published>2008-02-22T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:00:18.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her bone structure screams, "Touch her, touch her!"  (and she's got the curse of curves)</title><content type='html'>Oh I love OLE. It was hell lots'a funno. :D Tdy was tiring but very fun! Old peoples were cute, but some are, eh, greedy? I mean I feel lah, hehehe. But still, mostly nice people. :) Damnzxs enthu over our game?! And among all the groups, publicity is daaaaa bestttttt mannnnn. Constance rocks our sockssss. :D K Pauline is very nice also :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our banner was the nicest please, not being uhm, cocky or anything. :D And our human cardboard advertisers rawwwwkkked. :) No photos, cos my phone spoiled, yeah wth right! And before it spoiled I camwhored with C like mad. As in we did the 12345678910 thingy! Heh, spent hell lots of times taking but damn fun! aCCt cUtteXsz w0rxX. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Charlene :) &lt;br /&gt;BESTTTTTT FRIENDZXXSXZXSXZ FOREVERZXSXZS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common T's suck. No confidence whatsoever. ): Mo is damn nice to me now?! As in she didn't really scold me so much about the phone. And she was like "Doesn't matter if you don't do so well, as long as you do your best and try." :D Eh the B keeps staring at me with her piercing ugly eyes. Yeah, you wna compete with me ah? My eyes bigger and my eyebags pwn you. Come lah, wna talk about peoples then say to our face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept staring at me so I stared back and 30 seconds later..STILL STARING. So I couldn't stand her face anymore and yeah, I gave up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wna talk about her anymore cos it pisses me off. Suck-up.&lt;br /&gt;You know what's forgive? Stop feeling angry or resentful towards someone for an offence/mistake. You want forgiveness but you keep doing what we're angry at you about! Ugh. Shut up, don't talk about her. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooo LY suan her like damn cute, I swear. :D Anyway it's kinda sad now cos everyone's angry at everyone for some reason or another. Sad lah, but all of us have reasons I guess. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get a new phone alrdzxs, :D&lt;br /&gt;And cried just now until my eyes were swollen ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QWERTY215432URFNTERUQNJ353Q57EMNX!&lt;br /&gt;I love you love you love you love you. I don't want you to go. You've been like a best friend, a mother to me. It's been 7 years, and you've always been there for me. Thank you for everything you've doneeee. Advice, gifts, talks and spending time together. We've had so many nice times together, I will never forget them. I don't understand why she wants you to leaveeeee but I hope you stay till the end of the year. I will treasure our last times together :) ILOVEYOUHELLLOTSK. Will miss you like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah k damn emotional now cos I rly don't want her to leave!! Its like only 2 months left and I dno I dno I dnooo! DD: All these years she's always been there for me. Tdy was nice, just you and me agn, talking :) Cried like shit, damn emotional. Don't cry also k! HUGHUGHUG// &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BEING THERE WHEN I WAS UPSET WITH MO AND ALL THAT PLUS ALL THE STUPID SCHOOL STUDIES AND SHIT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg crying now damn kuazhang?! Still got 2 months, but I can't bear for the 2 moths to just pass by. )':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-692246982927403423?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/692246982927403423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=692246982927403423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/692246982927403423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/692246982927403423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/02/her-bone-structure-screams-touch-her.html' title='Her bone structure screams, &quot;Touch her, touch her!&quot;  (and she&apos;s got the curse of curves)'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-808244050433114113</id><published>2008-02-15T20:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:55:57.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C'mon baby we ain't gna live forever(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WZFkuHsYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ga9WZKI7szo/s1600-h/07022008066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WZFkuHsYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ga9WZKI7szo/s320/07022008066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167204468513026434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WZGUuHsaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hnnHuVS8duw/s1600-h/DSC01070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WZGUuHsaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hnnHuVS8duw/s320/DSC01070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167204481397928354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WZGkuHsbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/oWDip2GnYKA/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIEx309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WZGkuHsbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/oWDip2GnYKA/s320/%7B!%26MELANIEx309.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167204485692895666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WXKkuHsSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/VwnWHw24tmg/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIEx222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WXKkuHsSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/VwnWHw24tmg/s320/%7B!%26MELANIEx222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167202355389116706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WXKkuHsTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EMWV08UJtA4/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIEx280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WXKkuHsTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EMWV08UJtA4/s320/%7B!%26MELANIEx280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167202355389116722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WXK0uHsUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0hTukYf3Kew/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIEx305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WXK0uHsUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0hTukYf3Kew/s320/%7B!%26MELANIEx305.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167202359684084034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WXLEuHsVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qYLhczPCMLY/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIEx323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WXLEuHsVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qYLhczPCMLY/s320/%7B!%26MELANIEx323.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167202363979051346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I got birds in ears and a devil on my shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;and a phone to the other but I can't get a hold of her.&lt;br /&gt;What's a crush to do, what's a crush to do,&lt;br /&gt;when he can't get through?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cute is what we aim for(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, exams are coming so I never update cos I'm mugging. (: Not. Yeah I wna study but the world is so beautiful and everything distracts me. Okay that sounded stupid. I srsly miss my old hair lor omg whywhywhy! I feel like ripping out chunks of hair now...not. (: Yes yes yes I owe you peoples so much so I shall post photos. (: Same shit different days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WTw0uHsNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BkcIk708EyU/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIEx173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WTw0uHsNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BkcIk708EyU/s320/%7B!%26MELANIEx173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167198614472601810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WTxUuHsOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lKx8CoWJDJc/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIEx186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WTxUuHsOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lKx8CoWJDJc/s320/%7B!%26MELANIEx186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167198623062536418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WTxkuHsPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/G_litzGb1rg/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIEx216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WTxkuHsPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/G_litzGb1rg/s320/%7B!%26MELANIEx216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167198627357503730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WTxkuHsQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PTN4fRyi224/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIEx219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WTxkuHsQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PTN4fRyi224/s320/%7B!%26MELANIEx219.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167198627357503746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kind of ruined my life last year, and stop using your religion as an excuse, its pathetic. And you're not the boss of all of us, stop trying to act like one. We know you have alot of friends, but we don't really care, so stop flirting with them to show them off at us. Like I said, we don't give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're srsly pissing me off right now? Why do you always not bother about people? Your best friend is feeling low and you bitch about them giving you attitude? You don't even care about others. Everytime you feel sad or down, you know we are always there for you, to comfort you and understand your feelings, but why can't you do the same for us? Isn't that being selfish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I asked you before hand if you minded if I went out with A and K with V, and you said no right! You're always so straight forward but at that time you couldn't tell me you minded a hell lot. What's wrong ,womannnn. I asked you okay, but in the end you just used that chance to bitch about me to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day I stayed up late to make notes for everyone including you, then why were you so pissed off? Yeah, I got admirers so you're jealous. I mean, its okay to be jealous but that doesn't give you the right to bitch about me cos you're jealous! Ugh whatever did I do to youzxsxs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stupid guy never give my Valentine's Day present." You claim you hate him but you know deep inside you like that he likes you right? You said the V is ugly but she is soooo much better than you! She is chio-er than you you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got scolded by my good friend because you lied to her, and you made her get the wrong idea! No one was looking and no one wants to see your underwear please. J finds you irresistibly ugly and disgusting, so don't lean towards her alrd lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You flirt with the guys you know your best friend likes, when you alrd have a boyfriend and shitzxsx, like why? WHHHYYYY!! You think you can get away with everything and everything is not your fault. WELL, EVERYTHING IS YOUR FAULT. WAKE UP, BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My rapist friend" ; Should you label your friend like that, I dont think sooo. Everyone hates you now, and I reckon its KARMA for what you did to me. You know how miserable I was last year? You only know how to put people down and bring yourself up. Well, you suck and I hate you more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me emo for one year, but see? Now you're not getting away with it. I hate that you use you're religion as an excuse to "forgive" me? I never "forgive" you even if you did "forgive" me. And who are you to say I shouldn't be born in this world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND PLEASE STOP SHOWING OFF YOUR STUPID BODY ITS SO DISGUSTING TRYING TO SEDUCE THE GUYS WHEN NO ONE IS INTERESTED! OMG YOU WERE LYING ON THE TABLE LIKE ASOUHFY94375Y9832 THEN YOU GO COMPLAIN TO L THAT WE BULLY YOU! HELLO NOT LIKE ANYONE WANT TO SEE YOU PLEASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-808244050433114113?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/808244050433114113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=808244050433114113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/808244050433114113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/808244050433114113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/02/cmon-baby-we-aint-gna-live-forever.html' title='C&apos;mon baby we ain&apos;t gna live forever(:'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R7WZFkuHsYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ga9WZKI7szo/s72-c/07022008066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-4423142676017443025</id><published>2008-02-08T16:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T18:29:56.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We both have tastes in tears, my dear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR :)&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back, sorry havent updated k. Cny is...normal. :D JingYu is cute! I taught her how to play "MR BEAN" and "MORNING SONG". She's really smart, she could still remember how to play it the next day! Heh, camwhored alottyz. Shall post them when I get the pictures in the computer. :) Pigging on alot of snacks, and getting *kaching kachings. :DD Whooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't even get to keep my kachings so I dno why I'm so happy about it. Ha, k. I straightened my hair! Haha, not much of a difference. Saddo. I shall try to wake up early everyday now and straighten it. :D My hair is so 2i3uhte9o8wG7OU POOFY. Why like that! Ughzxsxzs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm okay so Z is still as possessive. But cuter now! She's such a lovable angel when she's in a good mood. I taught her to say "BUS"! Hahaha, since she keeps saying "CAR" when she sees one. :D C is lovely, he ran up to me and hugged me when he saw me, and said a CNY greeting to me. :D Okay I couldn't really understand his Cacausian chinese, but sttttiiiiillllll, damn sweet right! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww I wasn't really looking forward to Cny but I guess its not so bad now. At least I get to camwhore more. (The Ms at home hate taking photos. I wonder why I'm the only person who likes it. -_-) Homework during Cny, and still untouched. Since I am so free now I shall take the time to upload the CNY photos, I think. After this postttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEEHEEHEHHHH, bored like shitzxsxzxs now. Annnnddddd TH-B kept staring at me in the bus, and then she smiled suddenly like after 10-20 minutes of staring. -_- Then she started to stare at Yvonne. Bestie is such a flirt, I swear. Ugh, but wtv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa is nagging at me to stop using her Lappie now, so yeahs. Can't upload the photos today. Too bad suckers. :D I know this blog is getting boring, bear with it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-4423142676017443025?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/4423142676017443025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=4423142676017443025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4423142676017443025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4423142676017443025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-both-have-tastes-in-tears-my-dear.html' title='We both have tastes in tears, my dear.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7521952331989287670</id><published>2008-01-31T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T21:41:29.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>idhsgvh4389t39hviosdh 7e8rbnrobh98werqt0rw!!!</title><content type='html'>Today started off fine. C came over, and we talked alot, as usual. :) Okay, not talk lah, bitch about people. Harmless bitching, not like we'll kill anyone or anything. At least we still talk about good points right. :D C, you so do not look like her! Don't bother about her okayz, she's ugly and Ah Lian. Talked about XX, KK, CC and T. Lots of drama, very confusing, and just the way I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, someone had to ruin my good happy joyful mood. Yeah, everyone hates me, I'm so f*** and I am so "guai lan". Who are you to insult me directly and expect me to be nice back to you? How would your shit face feel? Even if I said she was BHB or something, I wouldn't have meant it right? L jokes, and so do all of us. So what is your problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she is so good, and all of you still make fun of her? And her mother? And I had to stop you?! Then I made a harmless JOKING comment and I'm such a bitch? Come on. And I am crying now, so that means YOU are ruining my mood! What do you know? How do you know?! "u abit the fuck right", just because I was joking?! You always call L lame and cold, yet you think that's okay but when I say something harmless just like how you say it, I am so "abit the fuck"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L is so kind, and you make fun of her too? How come you're so big? You think you can do things to others and "guai lan" them but other people cannot do it? Who are you to talk about me? Get yourself straight first. You believe whatever others say, isn't that, "abit the fuck" -ing stupid? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP SAYING YOU ARE TRYING OT HELP ME, COS YOU ARE NOT, AND THAT'S JUST AN EXCUSE. IF YOU WERE TRYING TO HELP, THEN YOU WOULDN'T USE THOSE WORDS. GET A LIFE LAH, DON'T COME RUIN MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have srsly no mood to blog anymore. I WAS GOING TO UPLOAD PHOTOS BUT FORGET IT. HURUMPH! GRAWWWWWRRRRRZ. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could literally feel my heart sink. I HATE that feeling. HATE HATE HATE HATE IT. &lt;small&gt; stop crying lah Melanie, go die go die go dieeee. -.-&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-7521952331989287670?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/7521952331989287670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=7521952331989287670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7521952331989287670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7521952331989287670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/01/idhsgvh4389t39hviosdh.html' title='idhsgvh4389t39hviosdh 7e8rbnrobh98werqt0rw!!!'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-906526059471966990</id><published>2008-01-30T18:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:58:23.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll listen to the radio and sing along to the songs we know,</title><content type='html'>Omg I don't ever want to take bus alone agn lah, wtfz. Its like. So..lonely! Like some Seok Pheng loner in the bus. Stoning. Like thinking of suiciding or something, hahaha. So many people from PAP Siglap I have seen recently/keep in contact with! I didn't even knw some were from there. Rachel, YuJing, Abbas, Murtaza, Takahiro, Joanna...! HAHA totally cool man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison/Dianna/Yvette's birthday today!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday people. :D&lt;br /&gt;May your special day be filled with lots of love, fun and HAPPINESS! (Presents too. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was studying but got distracted. S C I E N C E test tomorrow. Ugh, homework yet to be done. Math test may be coming up! Sheesh, homework is &lt;i&gt;scary&lt;/i&gt;. AND! Lavania is such a bitchzxszxxszsxszs. She always never come, the lessons are so suckyz, cos we never learn at all, we have to self study/read and look for the answers to do work. -_- THEN she talks to us like we're not fit to speak to her. PLUS she complains we are SOOO behind time and puts the blame on us when she is the one at fault la. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay but I loved today cos of the break. That's usually when I get really hungry. So, YAY. :D And V saw J so yeah. :D Uhhm, English was boring, as usual. I feel damn slow in chinese class, cos I'm always drifting in and out of the lesson. D: IPW was slacky , we kept getting scolded. This is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-C walks towards KP/SS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C : -puts hand over KP's shoulder-&lt;br /&gt;    K, I need to tell you something.&lt;br /&gt;C : -expression immediately changes- YOU SUCK LIKE F***SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;K : I'm writing your name down! Cos you use vulgarities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAAAA LOVE THAT SCENE. STUPID BAZZAH POO FART :) C rockszxzs man! :D Uhm, I can't wait for FRIDAY, cos V might be cominnnnggggggg to bake! OMG LOVESSSSS. Gtg now, gna watch tv/study/slack. MULTITASK MAN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I'm so lame. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-906526059471966990?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/906526059471966990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=906526059471966990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/906526059471966990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/906526059471966990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-listen-to-radio-and-sing-along-to.html' title='We&apos;ll listen to the radio and sing along to the songs we know,'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-6079329046893511306</id><published>2008-01-29T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T00:30:04.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Wonderful Caricature of Intimacy</title><content type='html'>Whoo, I am finally done. It's late, and I have practical tomorrow. Okay, quite excited about it. :D I didn't finish homework, as usual. Okay Charlene and I have alrd designed the banner and I think it will turn out quite nice. :DD If the process goes well I mean, which I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh I am super tired. I need to pack my bag manz. Mo is not even cranky today. AT ALL. Hard to believe right? Yes, I think so too. But lucky for me. :D I also can't believe Orang Utan actually pointed a middle finger at someone. That's so...not him. I mean, omgzzzz. But it &lt;b&gt;would&lt;/b&gt; have been great to see that scenario. POOR, POOR SEOK SIANG/ KENG PHENG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a new phone! Okay out of the question. -_-&lt;br /&gt;I need *KACHING KACHING* desperately. There's choir tomorrow, will be home late, again. Sigh, I haven't studied for my science test. Saddo. Better not push my luck with Mo anymore. Night people. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-6079329046893511306?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/6079329046893511306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=6079329046893511306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6079329046893511306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6079329046893511306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-wonderful-caricature-of-intimacy.html' title='What a Wonderful Caricature of Intimacy'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7690327562497103943</id><published>2008-01-28T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:28:09.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACK AND ALIVE</title><content type='html'>HELLO I KNOW THIS BLOG IS DEAD :D&lt;br /&gt;BUT I PROMISE TO TRY TO UPDATE K?&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL I FINISH CHANGING THE SKIN. &lt;br /&gt;HAH. LOVESXZXSXZS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-7690327562497103943?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/7690327562497103943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=7690327562497103943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7690327562497103943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7690327562497103943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-back-and-alive.html' title='IM BACK AND ALIVE'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7406086584399302952</id><published>2007-12-20T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T13:40:24.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe Fetishita (c)</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Finally posting again, ha. Superly Duperly busy now, outings with C and Z! Went ice-skating with C, M and M. :D  SUPERLY DUPERLY FUN :D Skated for around 5 hours? With usual breaks, of course. LOVE LOVE LOVE IT. Shall go agn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a Little Miss and Mr tee. I shall only wear it when everyone stops wearing it. :D Hmm, dead bored now. I think I'm going out for lunch. Shall post later. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-7406086584399302952?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/7406086584399302952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=7406086584399302952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7406086584399302952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7406086584399302952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/12/shoe-fetishita-c.html' title='Shoe Fetishita (c)'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-8329647425300274820</id><published>2007-12-06T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T20:04:23.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YOU MEANIE(:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAKA'/><title type='text'>You can look but don't touch.</title><content type='html'>CURRENT MOOD:&lt;br /&gt;;PISSIFIED&lt;br /&gt;;CONFUSED&lt;br /&gt;;IN TOTAL DOUBT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so angry now, Because Taka is meeaaannnn.(: Hurumph! SUPERLY pissed. -Well, a little- I'm not stupid la, I can understand little puny matters. -_- Like Antje, Annabelle, Meiyi! Then you never tell me! I am &lt;b&gt;such&lt;/b&gt; a good friend. :D I have no boyfriend, no crush, (and quite happy about that, for that matter) and you laugh at meeeee! :00  No, I wasn't joking lah. Not funny k! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SO BAD LA YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then. I shall finally start on homework. Someone heelllppp me. Going out tomorrow. That is, if I can. SHIITTYYYYPOOOOOO, gotta ask the rents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-8329647425300274820?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/8329647425300274820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=8329647425300274820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/8329647425300274820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/8329647425300274820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-can-look-but-dont-touch.html' title='You can look but don&apos;t touch.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7685969374706885642</id><published>2007-12-03T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:45:05.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BANG ME UP.</title><content type='html'>Why is everyone getting bangs? I wanted them for so long and suddenly everyone's got 'em! :0 I am so jealousssssssss man!!! Die you people! :00 DIE DIE DIE. I want bangbang. DDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Satuuuurrrrday I went for Jap Food at a hotel. :D They changed the menu and now it's more expensive. It was &lt;i&gt;LOVELY&lt;/i&gt;. And then we had dessert at &lt;a href="http://www.bakerzin.com" title="Click here"&gt;BAKERZIN&lt;/a&gt;, yumyum in the tumtum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bNfpU_WsI/AAAAAAAAACY/gitAMY1oAfs/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bNfpU_WsI/AAAAAAAAACY/gitAMY1oAfs/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140521968243530434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bNf5U_WtI/AAAAAAAAACg/fTo8MpwWG8Q/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bNf5U_WtI/AAAAAAAAACg/fTo8MpwWG8Q/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140521972538497746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bNgJU_WuI/AAAAAAAAACo/Dr0dUmT8G34/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bNgJU_WuI/AAAAAAAAACo/Dr0dUmT8G34/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140521976833465058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bNgZU_WvI/AAAAAAAAACw/es5VhGBwlhY/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bNgZU_WvI/AAAAAAAAACw/es5VhGBwlhY/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140521981128432370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to ballet! :D Met Rachel DARLING and we went to PP first. We had to dance with the Grade Six Year Twos on the barre. (: Then we had pointe work, it was. Er. Painful. Not excruciatingly painful, but just painful. Camwhored with Rachel a little bit, then parents came. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bRbpU_WwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-m7P3weXAnM/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bRbpU_WwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-m7P3weXAnM/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140526297570564866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bRcJU_WxI/AAAAAAAAADA/JEgxgjyY5Sc/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bRcJU_WxI/AAAAAAAAADA/JEgxgjyY5Sc/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140526306160499474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bRc5U_WyI/AAAAAAAAADI/e0JOlHQHdCw/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bRc5U_WyI/AAAAAAAAADI/e0JOlHQHdCw/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140526319045401378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above was typed on Monday. Yet I am only posting todayyyy :D Because I am going CRAZZZYYYYY. :DD I can't remember anything else. HAHAHAHAHA TOO BAD! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to check out my NANO! I wanted the (RED) one, cos the colour's nicest. :D But you have to order it online, so yeah. Melissa's already got her laptop! Coming in a few days. :D Then this comp will be...MINE! :DDDD Played Bejeweled on the laptop thingy. (: Then Martyn "helped" me, and I died. MY NAME IS LALA, AND I GOT A HIGHSCORE. HAHAHAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bRc5U_WzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TcWKsD_p89w/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bRc5U_WzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TcWKsD_p89w/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140526319045401394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with C and Z today! Read comics at borders with C. TRANSFORMERS. A hard time at the entrance with all the crazy kids and I couldn't control them. DD: I was dyingggggg. Then S came! MY SAVIOR:D We talked until her mom came. It was nice to see her! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balloon nutso with Z and C. The balloons kept bursting so I had to get them more. Then it fell down two levels, and I had to get it. THEN C THREW IT AGAIN. Then I had to get it again. Then lots of them fell in the water thingy. And I had to get it 3 times, then my shorts got wet. DDD: Then it fell in agn and Aunt J said not to get it for them. Phew. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gramophone-ed! Didn't get anth. Aunt J bought tonssssss or CDs. :DDD Ate dinner, then fooled around. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bUMpU_W0I/AAAAAAAAADY/7JcFcyj-5rM/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bUMpU_W0I/AAAAAAAAADY/7JcFcyj-5rM/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140529338407410498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bUM5U_W1I/AAAAAAAAADg/SaJE1Nk6Fe8/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bUM5U_W1I/AAAAAAAAADg/SaJE1Nk6Fe8/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140529342702377810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bUNJU_W2I/AAAAAAAAADo/Qxqlwv8Y6Pw/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bUNJU_W2I/AAAAAAAAADo/Qxqlwv8Y6Pw/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140529346997345122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bUNZU_W3I/AAAAAAAAADw/l5EDaRCNk1w/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bUNZU_W3I/AAAAAAAAADw/l5EDaRCNk1w/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140529351292312434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I received SHOCKING NEWS. :00 But then I don't want to talk about it. :D SO THERE. Loves. MUAH MUAH MUAHZXSXXSZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-7685969374706885642?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/7685969374706885642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=7685969374706885642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7685969374706885642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7685969374706885642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/12/bang-me-up.html' title='BANG ME UP.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R1bNfpU_WsI/AAAAAAAAACY/gitAMY1oAfs/s72-c/%7B!%26MELANIE000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-4976003659636611506</id><published>2007-11-30T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T15:32:30.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fever you can't sweat out</title><content type='html'>Just came back from PP. It was very sad. So very very boring. I didn't suggest shopping or whatever, because I obviously knew he wouldn't be interested. DDDDDD: Boys have sad lives. So anyway, ate at Mac's. Then we went to take neos. $5 and it was very pathetic. A lousy machine. D: Then I got bubble tea. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had nothing to do, so we just walked around and tried to think of ideas. And we walked to Katong Mall, then we walked to Liyi's house. We were practically reaching, and then when we called Liyi, she was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;AT BRITISH COUNCIL&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means, we wasted our time. And by then it was kinda raining. So we had to drop our plans of going to ECP. Sad really. I took a bus home, and so did he. Right now we're talking on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's downloading songs for me. :D Hhahaha. I'm still as bored as ever. What a sad holiday. I'm never going to PP with a &lt;i&gt;guy&lt;/i&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;There&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;do&lt;br /&gt;there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Eugene's not coming for dinner. I guess that's great. I don't want my parents to blab blab blab. &lt;i&gt;HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND LAH, MOMMY! STOP ALR CANNNNN.&lt;/i&gt; Damn, phone has no memory to stuff in all the songs I want. -_- Damndamndamn. Its stopped raining. I'll figure something out for my phone. Bye people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-4976003659636611506?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/4976003659636611506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=4976003659636611506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4976003659636611506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4976003659636611506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/11/fever-you-cant-sweat-out.html' title='A fever you can&apos;t sweat out'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7587739453007409345</id><published>2007-11-30T09:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T09:44:02.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPod, Oh the love the love the love.</title><content type='html'>I'm getting an iPod for christmas! Omgomgomg. Hahaha! M actually asked me if I wanted one. But I have to pay if I want an upgrade. WHO CARES! :D Something on my wishlist. Yayz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with Eugene later. I bet he's still asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently trying to decide what songs to put in my phone. :D&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored. Dead bored. Being dead bored is deadly. I'm on the verge of death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-7587739453007409345?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/7587739453007409345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=7587739453007409345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7587739453007409345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7587739453007409345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/11/ipod-oh-love-love-love_30.html' title='iPod, Oh the love the love the love.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-8955384736498532964</id><published>2007-11-30T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T09:40:32.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPod, Oh the love the love the love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-8955384736498532964?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/8955384736498532964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=8955384736498532964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/8955384736498532964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/8955384736498532964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/11/ipod-oh-love-love-love.html' title='iPod, Oh the love the love the love.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-335844434546453639</id><published>2007-11-27T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T14:31:38.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the we just broke up post.</title><content type='html'>Yes, it happened. No questions asked, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more BBQ S, so long.&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;Right.&lt;br /&gt;I keep having urges to screw up the template, which I always do. Ha. I just wanted to jot down my Christmas wish list! &lt;i&gt;-HINTHINT-&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Yes, it would make me jolly.&lt;/b&gt; Good for the season righty? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,New shoes&lt;br /&gt;,Ipod&lt;br /&gt;,Ibook&lt;br /&gt;,MYUK wallet&lt;br /&gt;,New Sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;,Cut my hair&lt;br /&gt;,A pink phone!&lt;br /&gt;,New ballet shoes&lt;br /&gt;,A drum set!&lt;br /&gt;,Those overnight contact lenses&lt;br /&gt;,Hoodie!&lt;br /&gt;,My own camera!&lt;br /&gt;,Keyboard&lt;br /&gt;,Skinnies!&lt;br /&gt;,More tops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,World peace? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you could just give me money. :DD&lt;br /&gt;SYL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-335844434546453639?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/335844434546453639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=335844434546453639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/335844434546453639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/335844434546453639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-we-just-broke-up-post.html' title='This is the we just broke up post.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7814555393919300171</id><published>2007-11-25T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T18:22:09.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It doesn't really matter how I feel inside. But it does.</title><content type='html'>I just asked SR and SJ to go down and meet up. Its like going to rain, I hope? :D Was bloody hot today ey! Sweating a hell lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel really REALLY stupid. I fell asleep reading yesterday and I skipped ballet. Hah! Sad, I was looking forward to it the whole week. So I haven't been to ballet for an official month now. I am so boooooored. I don't want to do my homework! :D I just recalled whatever day it was. WE ATE PRAWN MEE IT WAS SO GOOD MAN HAHAHAH. Then went to the lib, and Parkway Parade after. Oh! Friday. I srsly have STM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayzzz, I borrowed books? And off we went! Borders, here we come! :D Yes, I was squealing about it, -or kind of, haha- because Borders is so much better than MPH, hell lots. :D Okay, I have to stop swearing so much, very un-lady-like no? And I still want to develop an accent! I think. Eggciting, but I don't think I can get there. Can always try. Righty-o. Back to the point. So we went to Borders and I read trashy books, like GG which was very lovely. :D But Borders was superly cold, SUPERLY. Haha. So I asked The M if she could get one GG book for me. What do you think? Thought so. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And The M felt bad about me not getting anything -but she said no to GG right- so she asked if I wanted a DVD, or another book. Or a magazine. Wierdly enough I didn't feel like anything, so yeah. She felt very very bad and GOT ME A BORDERS NOTEBOOK. Finally, justice! :D After all the complaints about how expensive they are! One guilt gut and poof. Yay for me, anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, HSM is so over-rated. The song are nice! But it is so over-rated. So very very over-rated. Borders only allowed 2 copies of the HSM2 DVD per customer. Like HELLO! It's only a few dollars cheaper please. Like people actually want to buy 10 copies! Haha. Over-rated. Also the songs they replayed over and over agn was too much. I feel sick of it now. HSM fans, please don't kill me. The math homework is bloody ridiculous! What has knowing about the meaning of the Singapore flag -and when it was unveiled- got to do with math! Stupid. And yup, there's a frenzy in the house now. Ender's Game. Mar's reading it and Meli's talking about it with him ALOT. He's haven't even finished the book. Ha. Her favourite book and she got the sequels at Borders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yup! I made an LJ kinda long ago. Then I forgot about, haha. So now I forgot the password. -_- I'm too lazy lazy lazy to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My songs are so updated now! DDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need new songs. Somebody recommend! Charlene and I are so lost. The lost people who have twin blogs. :D I love you to bittys woman. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to go out! Someone ask me out man. I've &lt;i&gt;got&lt;/i&gt; to catch up on some stuff sooner or later! Haa. Okay I have nothing to do now. Hahahaha, I need catch up on with BBQ S now. I love him! Funny guy. :D M's uber lucky! I'm so jealous, ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone. I miss 1R2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss J the hot! L the sexy! J the cool! L the lame! J the joy! M the pretty! A the cute! E the shortie! C the sweet! JR the funny! B the ding-dong! V the Yvonne! E the act-cute! O the wierd! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like listing anymore. First guy's JARRATT. Just so you know, he's really damn sexy and hot. I love him alottys. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not raining. DDDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm going to finish &lt;i&gt;Botox Diaries&lt;/i&gt; now. Its kinda funny. :D And ew. Gross too. Haha, TTFN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-7814555393919300171?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/7814555393919300171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=7814555393919300171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7814555393919300171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7814555393919300171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-doesnt-really-matter-how-i-feel.html' title='It doesn&apos;t really matter how I feel inside. But it does.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-1945348578487146787</id><published>2007-11-22T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:22:12.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camwhore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R0VjemuOycI/AAAAAAAAACA/H_zpf_Tj6dE/s1600-h/Picture+43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R0VjemuOycI/AAAAAAAAACA/H_zpf_Tj6dE/s320/Picture+43.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135620327527598530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R0Vje2uOydI/AAAAAAAAACI/plr3ZCK-nW4/s1600-h/Picture+41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R0Vje2uOydI/AAAAAAAAACI/plr3ZCK-nW4/s320/Picture+41.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135620331822565842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R0Vje2uOyeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3EkrINEmjLA/s1600-h/Picture+45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R0Vje2uOyeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3EkrINEmjLA/s320/Picture+45.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135620331822565858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;THIS IS PATRICK. I LOVE HIM AND HE LOVES ME! HE SMELLS OF "WITH LOVE" BY HILARY DUFF. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I camwhore with my stuffed toy. WHOOPEE. &lt;br /&gt;YAY PATRICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-1945348578487146787?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/1945348578487146787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=1945348578487146787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1945348578487146787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1945348578487146787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/11/camwhore.html' title='Camwhore!'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/R0VjemuOycI/AAAAAAAAACA/H_zpf_Tj6dE/s72-c/Picture+43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-5090002221040365553</id><published>2007-11-22T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T18:50:00.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready or notttt here i comeeee.</title><content type='html'>Some loser spammed me on Friendster. Agn. Whatever man, you have no life please. And why should I ruin my Friendster by keeping your low-down comments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not embarrassed about it, but it seems you are embarrassed about something - YOUR STUPID NAME. I'll be glad if you read this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't like it? Say it to my face,yo. Anti-Smelly, whatever. 4idiotslikeu? Spell properly can! I bet the best name you can give me is IDIOT. Well, I think it clearly shows you're the IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you join the Idiot Association? You can be the leader man! WHOO, IDIOTS UNITE TO BE IDIOT-ER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. I AM SO CHILDISH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped yesterday, haha. I'm too lazy to go back there. I need to recover everything back into my head. That's...not easy. Pfftttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shouldn't go to Chalet, omg. I snore? :D And I toss and turn, &lt;u&gt;alot&lt;/u&gt;. Plus the jet lag, man, I am so dead. AHHHAAAAHHHAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say, Qantas is so much better than British Airways, but some woman ruined my flight, thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's run through.&lt;br /&gt;My chair was kicked the whole time, the person's sick feet invaded the underside of my chair (KICKING MY STUFFED TOY!) And when I bent down to pick up something, I was kicked in the face. Plus me trying to watch all the movies and refraining from sleeping. THEN I GOT MOTION SICKNESS FOR THE FIRST TIME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I kinda exaggerated, because I skipped one show to catch a nap too, hah. And maybe its not my first motion sickness experience. Omg, I talked to Liyi for ages? Hahaha, fun man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Bryan, for your info, I AM PURE OKAY! UNLIKE YOU, WATCH PORN ALL DAY LONG. Pfftt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martyn got 231 for PSLE. Highest in class? Marcus, 240. Omg, I didn't know NYPS's standard was like that. This girl got 198? And she was grinning to her mom. Ahhhh. Crazy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martyn: 231&lt;br /&gt;Angelynn : 241&lt;br /&gt;QiYu : 243&lt;br /&gt;Pearlyn : 185&lt;br /&gt;Sarah : 254&lt;br /&gt;Marcus : 240&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, so now I'm the lowest T-score in the family. Suuuccckkkkss to be me. Ahhhh,. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy, Anna likes Taka, but then she said she will only like him if he likes her - according to Taka. Confusing? Kinda wrong. That is so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, gotta run. Bye. MUAHMUAHMUAH. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-5090002221040365553?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/5090002221040365553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=5090002221040365553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5090002221040365553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5090002221040365553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/11/ready-or-notttt-here-i-comeeee.html' title='Ready or notttt here i comeeee.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-2435657948777483863</id><published>2007-11-21T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:13:07.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoyo.</title><content type='html'>Hello! &lt;br /&gt;I'm back! :D   I know all of you miss me alot la, just admit. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to post about, haha. Don't start, I didn't get anth for you peeps. ):  Everything was a tad too expensive, aww. But I will buy chocs in Singapore! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE AIRPLANE FOOD MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London is uh, cold, but totally coolio, way way way good. :D  Saw like changing of guards, and went to museums. SIGHT-SEEING! :D   I like th Red London Bus and th Red Phone Booth and and and th toilet thingy. Hahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we left London in like what, very fast? ):  Went to Warwick to see the castle, Bath to see the Roman baths,  blah. The Roman Baths water tastes like, eeewww aaccckkk haaccckkk wheeezzzz   grosss. WENT TO STONE HENGE!! :DDDD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to post pictures now, sry people. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Disney World. Hmm, we stayed at Wilderness? Hah, in a cabin. Can see deers and rabbits and squirrels. :D  But I didn't see rabbits tho, boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Apcot first, :)&lt;br /&gt;Test Track&lt;br /&gt;Mission Space&lt;br /&gt;Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shit. I'll post agn soon, my show's on! :D&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-2435657948777483863?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/2435657948777483863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=2435657948777483863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2435657948777483863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2435657948777483863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/11/yoyo.html' title='Yoyo.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-1888489978877099871</id><published>2007-11-05T17:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T17:38:37.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIRUS.</title><content type='html'>HELLO AGAIN,&lt;br /&gt;\\NEWS HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ong's comp has virus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric says:&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe somone actually wears this size bra? I could use it for a Tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric sends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A picture)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Accept(Alt+C)  Save As...(Alt+S)  Decline(Alt+D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;DON'T ACCEPT LAH, DOOFUS.&lt;br /&gt;YOU'LL PROBABLY GET THE VIRUS,YO. &lt;/big&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-1888489978877099871?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/1888489978877099871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=1888489978877099871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1888489978877099871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1888489978877099871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/11/virus.html' title='VIRUS.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-3181687281820189183</id><published>2007-11-05T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T17:34:00.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOTALLY RADLY EGGCITING!!</title><content type='html'>ALERT ALERT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EGGCITING NEWS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving tomorrow! :o  (Momo says I still have to go Suntec,boo.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet is frigging lag. Damn it. Last day's today..I wonder what I should bloody do. I feel like baking. I feel like binging. I feel...funny. :D   Shit la, there's no food at homez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkayz, I'm officially un-banned from Magicians of Love. Yippeeyayzers. I have srsly no idea why I lovelovelove the show. It's stupid, retarded and th guys in it are damn gay. &lt;i&gt;Du Ya Si&lt;/i&gt; wears like, the &lt;b&gt;gayest&lt;/b&gt; clothes I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hair is like, even gayer! Please, you need a makeover in the MAGIC ROOM, and so does &lt;i&gt;Chou Mei&lt;/i&gt;. But I still love th show anyway, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few shows I might watch ;&lt;br /&gt;-Magicians of Love&lt;br /&gt;-CSI&lt;br /&gt;-CSI Miami&lt;br /&gt;-CSI NY&lt;br /&gt;-Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;-Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;-The O.C.&lt;br /&gt;-Gossip Girl&lt;br /&gt;-Law and Order&lt;br /&gt;-Law and Order SVU&lt;br /&gt;-House&lt;br /&gt;-Brothers and Sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't gone out with Sheryl as planned. D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck at arrangements, hha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1R2's having a chalet agn, whoopee. :D   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone up for French class? Go with me! :D   At Orchard. :D Can go shopping aft that. :D  Sms me, yo.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo, boring. Bbye people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-3181687281820189183?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/3181687281820189183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=3181687281820189183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3181687281820189183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3181687281820189183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/11/totally-radly-eggciting.html' title='TOTALLY RADLY EGGCITING!!'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-2546465706638936138</id><published>2007-11-04T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T19:31:59.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darty party.</title><content type='html'>Darty Party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. I kinda sprained my ankle at the party ytd. Bloody pain,yo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if i haven't linked you,ya. Just too bloody lazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The template button's right up there, but nooo, I can't be bothered to move my f-ing mouse. &lt;i&gt;mooovveee it to the template linkkkk,woman&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Duper bored, so I'm changing th skin. Bah, sorry V. :) Okay, I know I promised peekturreez, but I deleted most of them by accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;i&gt;smooth move&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have some tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Ciro liked the spidey presents. Whoopee. The web fluid was, cool? And somewhat icky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..*drums roll*&lt;br /&gt;The big present is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/Ry2jGK5t4hI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nu3V7e0stbQ/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/Ry2jGK5t4hI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nu3V7e0stbQ/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128934877045842450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA!&lt;br /&gt;That's Melissa on it, btw. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/Ry2miK5t4iI/AAAAAAAAABY/MvO_796nx-c/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/Ry2miK5t4iI/AAAAAAAAABY/MvO_796nx-c/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128938656617062946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm a nutcase. :D   - My sister is one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/Ry2oEq5t4jI/AAAAAAAAABg/tLoPmob6x-Q/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/Ry2oEq5t4jI/AAAAAAAAABg/tLoPmob6x-Q/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128940348834177586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A click click! pose. &lt;3     ILY ZOE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/Ry2pe65t4kI/AAAAAAAAABo/-TtplmLoLGg/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/Ry2pe65t4kI/AAAAAAAAABo/-TtplmLoLGg/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128941899317371458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/Ry2pfq5t4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/x2LJNsXcbKU/s1600-h/%7B!%26MELANIE002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/Ry2pfq5t4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/x2LJNsXcbKU/s320/%7B!%26MELANIE002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128941912202273362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/Ry2pf65t4mI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WuCa01W9D-I/s1600-h/maybelline.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/Ry2pf65t4mI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WuCa01W9D-I/s320/maybelline.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128941916497240674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, last one's random. BUT I LOVE IT. Damn funny,aye. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make an LJ, hhahha.&lt;br /&gt;I think so, at least. Blogger's getting boring,no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm talking to Taka now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans on dragons throwing wolves at maggots says (19:14):&lt;br /&gt;my older brother is 15 and his name is MASAHIRO&lt;br /&gt;Return of the Bunny Suicides. says (19:15):&lt;br /&gt;haha, HIRO.&lt;br /&gt;humans on dragons throwing wolves at maggots says (19:15):&lt;br /&gt;my younger bro is 11 and his name is AKIHIRO&lt;br /&gt;my sister is 17 and her name is SAKINO&lt;br /&gt;can?&lt;br /&gt;Return of the Bunny Suicides. says (19:15):&lt;br /&gt;SAKINO. nice name lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans on dragons throwing wolves at maggots says (18:46):&lt;br /&gt;i think i got some photo of u&lt;br /&gt;humans on dragons throwing wolves at maggots says (18:47):&lt;br /&gt;but dunno kept where&lt;br /&gt;Return of the Bunny Suicides. says (18:47):&lt;br /&gt;EEYER&lt;br /&gt;humans on dragons throwing wolves at maggots says (18:47):&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i saw recently&lt;br /&gt;but i think my mother change place&lt;br /&gt;Return of the Bunny Suicides. says (18:47):&lt;br /&gt;yuckzyuckzyuckz&lt;br /&gt;humans on dragons throwing wolves at maggots says (18:47):&lt;br /&gt;cannot find&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;Return of the Bunny Suicides. says (18:47):&lt;br /&gt;eww eww eww. too ugly la! dont see, omg omg omg.&lt;br /&gt;humans on dragons throwing wolves at maggots says (18:50):&lt;br /&gt;where got ugly?&lt;br /&gt;Return of the Bunny Suicides. says (18:50):&lt;br /&gt;got lar! super ugly can&lt;br /&gt;humans on dragons throwing wolves at maggots says (18:50):&lt;br /&gt;no la&lt;br /&gt;last time cute&lt;br /&gt;Return of the Bunny Suicides. says (18:50):&lt;br /&gt;eeyerrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;humans on dragons throwing wolves at maggots says (18:50):&lt;br /&gt;walao&lt;br /&gt;dun like that la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, eeyer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-2546465706638936138?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/2546465706638936138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=2546465706638936138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2546465706638936138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2546465706638936138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/11/darty-party.html' title='darty party.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/Ry2jGK5t4hI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nu3V7e0stbQ/s72-c/%7B!%26MELANIE003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-6534516997576527627</id><published>2007-11-03T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T15:52:00.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u r 2 kewl dood.</title><content type='html'>Th guy is here to fix the plasma-o. :D  Yipee-yay. Two guys, actually. I'm waiting for them to finish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I can go to CIRO'S PARTY. Maybe its a lame childish thing. Fun-fun-fun. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I can relate to Sam alot. Sigh. She's sad, and I'm sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the list.&lt;br /&gt;Think, or know,sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;S,L,M,V,B,L,A,S,C,J,J,H,C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, some are not counted. But oh heck. I think there are more. But looking at the list, I'm scared to add alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it today. Totally obvious. Highly suspiscous. WOW. Trust. Hmm, I was totally wrong to do that. No wonder, no wonder. I'm so super blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed, rly. Sad,sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's so, indirect. I can tell la, I'm not stupid alright. She claims so, whoopee. Idk why I'm blogging now, I just need to let things out. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The telly's fixed! :D  Hoho, I'm in love with Jason Fox now, and Micheal Harper. Not that kind of obssesive Zac Effron thing la, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THAT MAGARET RIVER CHEESE.&lt;br /&gt;YUMMZEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got pictures of ZOE! Shall post along with the party photos, some other time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the remote was missing, and so I rummaged through the sofa, and GUESS WHAT I FOUND. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The remote I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;2. A rubberband&lt;br /&gt;3. A CEREAL BAR&lt;br /&gt;4. A lollipop stick&lt;br /&gt;5. Bits of hair&lt;br /&gt;6. A nail clipper&lt;br /&gt;7. Lots of dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A CEREAL BAR! CEREAL BAR!! Hhhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anti Smelly is SUSPENDED. You know what? GOODY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it was originally Anti-Seok Pheng, but now, its Anti Smelly. &lt;br /&gt;Smelly. Melly. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toilet is my secret hideout. Where I secretly sms, cry, camwhore with people, bathe, poo, do my hair, brush my teeth, etc. I notice I use the toilet very often. Hhhahhhaahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many memories there. Hhaa, toilet, you hold my memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nose is runny. yeeshh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-6534516997576527627?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/6534516997576527627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=6534516997576527627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6534516997576527627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6534516997576527627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/11/u-r-2-kewl-dood.html' title='u r 2 kewl dood.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-2652944222593338230</id><published>2007-11-02T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T22:57:11.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YO SUCKERZ, IM BACK,</title><content type='html'>HO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't posted in a long time. I don't think anybody really wants to come here, anyway. Sheez. th holidays are super boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not hyper anymore. I think I'll stay like that for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe Richie broke up with her. it was uber uber sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to delete this blog. I don't post regularly, plus my life is so. boring. I didn't use the comp for ages man, &amp; it felt like, 1 million years alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not one million. Maybe just rather long. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be leaving on Tues! I don't really want to go to Suntec tho. Momo'll sure make me go one la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciro's party is tmrw, and I realised i have to skip ballet. SKIP IT. Okay, then aft that for about what, 2-3 weeks then go back agn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll buy candies, and then 2r2 can enjoy the yummies next year. :D   I know, I'm better then JARRATT THE SEXY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE GOT CIRO..A SPIDER-MAN BUBBLE BLOWER AND A SPIDER-MAN WEB FLINGER. :D Hahha, must advertise for myself. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIDER-MAN RULEZ. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(of course la, I'm spider-man whatttt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I'm that stupid. I thought that it was all okay. I might regret saying something now, but one word: HYPOCRITE. I guess all good things come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAY IT TO MY FUCKING FACE.&lt;br /&gt;(oh,why not. -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bloody hurt. Agn. YAY. :D   Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I think I attract people to hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm still mad at him, the bloody bitch he is. And I just have so much damned stuffyz going on. NOTHING EVER STOPS, BELIEVE ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linus may be transferring to NASS! I'll say, SUPER COOLIO OR WHATZ. I miss him to death. I swear I'd hug you when I see you agn. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can't transfer? Because Mdm Lim is there, anw. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't post for a long long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa is nagging to let her use the computer now, godddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with SamH tdy. :D&lt;br /&gt;ILY,DARLINGG;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's always a part of smethg, and I feel super disappointed. No one really cares no? She always knows everything, yet she lied to me. I know I'm not important to anyone anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck off, leave me alone. You won't like it if I say that to you right? You think the world is in your debt, and you're some powerhouse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, do something fruitful with your life. You're filling yourself with all this hate, and you're also unhappy right. Don't be stupid la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm childish but you're worse can. GROW UP LA. Stop being such a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISS OFF. I hate you alrights, just go away la.&lt;br /&gt;You can say all tht to me, and all I'm giving you is this. That's being kind, compared to wht you did to me, shorty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i believe in KARMA, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-2652944222593338230?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/2652944222593338230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=2652944222593338230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2652944222593338230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2652944222593338230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/11/yo-suckerz-im-back.html' title='YO SUCKERZ, IM BACK,'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7586707718810584945</id><published>2007-10-22T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:12:07.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzz.</title><content type='html'>Zzz. I feel so tired suddenly. Slept the whole day. Received a whole bunch of messages. "Cheer up, your overall for Math will pass."    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you must be like ":o" But I don't want to talk about it. SO DON'T START ALR. I was tearing like mad in school. And I felt super anti-social. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chinese Chinese Chinese! For the composition, I just passed. Which is, 25. I COULD HAVE GOTTEN 39. Because I wrote "ye ye" wrong. IN THE WHOLE PASSAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, in all my life, first time I wrote "ye ye" wrong, yet I wrote it wrongly SO MANY TIMES AND SO CARELESSLY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ye ye". WHALAO SO EASY I ALSO CAN WRITE WRONG LEHZ. 25 and 39 is like, a HUGE difference!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just calculated, excluding Value marks and Oral, my overall percentage is like 61? And IF I GOT 39 IT WOULD BE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should totally kill myself can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MATH I DON'T WANNA TALK ABOUT IT. I FLUNKED IT AND I KNOW THAT I TOTALLY DISAPPOINTED MOMO, DAD, MY TUITION TEACHER AND MYSELF. AND WHY THE HELL DID I WASTE MONEY TO GO TUITION IF I JUST FLUNKED IT AGN!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondre improved so drastically. Goody. She like cried? And I was going to cry for her too! Then "CLIQUE CUBE" was going to see their results together, and when I saw mine, I really cried like shiieettyypoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Momo only my Letter thingy and Paper 2 results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momo : "That's only a C. Not your standard at all. I ask you to study, never study.       &lt;br /&gt;        See? This is bad, very very very bad." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE WHAT I MEAN? IF I TOLD HER ANYTHING ELSE, I'M SO DEAD ALR RIGHTZ. MIGHT AS WELL JUST CANCEL THE HOLIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so undeserving of anything. I think I didn't study hard enough. Somebody SLAP me if I'm fooling around in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO GO FOR TUITION DURING TH HOLIDAYS. And I'm going to fully understand all the topics! I MUST IMPROVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:[ Thstinkypoofart JUST ASKED ME SOMETHING I SO TOTALLY CAN'T STAND. I said I don't want to talk about it! Stop asking alr. YEESH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whattt. I feel sleepy agn. I won't make it tomorrow. Oh man, I dread to see what lies ahead. PLEASE RESULTS, STOP KILLING ME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to bring tissue tomorrow. Just in case I flunk any other thing. WHOEVER NEEDS TISSUE, JUST ASK ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-7586707718810584945?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/7586707718810584945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=7586707718810584945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7586707718810584945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/7586707718810584945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/10/zzz.html' title='Zzz.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-4574203936129859101</id><published>2007-10-21T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:23:03.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMWHORE! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to Parkway with Rachel :D. I LEFT MY WALLET IN BUS 197 D: So retarded can, I'm damn careless la. The whole time I was like, OMG I LOST MY WALLET!!! Rachel was pissed about it. Hohoho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We camwhored in the toilet! Yayyyy :D. We couldn't go into the baby room because there were people inside! How sad :( We tried to pose with all the models in the photos along the corridor :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so embarrassing because everyone suddenly decided to go into the toilet, and they were staring at us! Hahaha hohoho heeheehee hahaha. We didn't do much because Rachel was so damn angry at me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet Mei Yi at the CC and we all agreed that she looked like a ghost with her hair not tied up. But she still looks damn pretty. Haha, a pretty ghost! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballet was fun! We did feet exercises. We had to bend our point shoes and it was so tiring. We did point work after that! :) Point work doesn't really hurt anymore. Hoohoohoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody was groaning at the barre because Ms Chew was torturing us. Haha, it didn't really hurt for me. :D Maybe my toes are dead! Like Sarah! Except her toe dropped off and she had to sew it back. How exciting! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhored with the gang! Shall post some photos! We tried to do jump shots but we SO FAIL AT THEM. Itz nice to suck sometimes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH WTH, Can't post PEEKCHUERZZ, 'cos blogger has some stupid error. SAD! Collected my wallet today! :D  Ate SUBWAY. &lt;3 Uhrr, HAD ICE CREAM! YAY LOVE LOVE LOVE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I camwhored with Melissa like mad today. ITZ OUR FIRST TIME CAMWHORING! :D Hahah, so wierd, 'cos everyone like camwhores with their sisters like ALOT, in their friendster and all that, BUT WE NEVER EHZ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, everyone has first times. :D We camwhored for hours, and I have urges to post all the pictures, but DAMN YOU BLOGGER! Ah okay, I SHALL TRY ONCE MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH CANNOT. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, maybe I'll try friendster. :D  GO SEE OKAY! If itz there laa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention? RACHEL'S HAIR IS SO NICE LAH! :D But I'll never cut that short, I think. My hair grows way too fast, and now its stuck at an ugly length. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't don't don't want to go go go to school school school tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow. I hate hate hate to see see see my results results results and I know know know I won't do well well well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: MELISSA WAS FROM FAIL TO A1! I don't think I'll make it there tho. So Momo and Pap's expect alot from me now. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU. :D YOU'RE SO HANDSOME WITH SUZUKI! YAY BALAKLAVAA. OR WHATEVER. :D ILY. &lt;3&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;So bored. I HATE THIS, I WANT TO UPLOAD PHOTOS LAH! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-4574203936129859101?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/4574203936129859101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=4574203936129859101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4574203936129859101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4574203936129859101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/10/camwhore-3.html' title='CAMWHORE! &lt;3'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-3548104978047072131</id><published>2007-10-19T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:18:19.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never thought.</title><content type='html'>School's much better now. :D I got back my BOYFRIEND! &lt;3 Finally. :D I missed you, my dearest! I promise to take better care of you lahz. :D YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually my memory card had a problem, some lock code. -_- Tried everything, and nothing could work. D:  Dad searched th internet th whole night to help me. But still no avail. D:   OH BOYFRIEND, POOR YOU! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all my music &amp; everything I was looking forward to was gone. WHY OH WHY. Mondre felt probably sad-er than me, she was(and still is)crazy over FF(Flying Finger,doh). :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buutttt, I just randomly pressed some numbers, and VOILA! I unlocked it! :DD So I deleted the bloody code shit. :D YAYERS. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. P.E. was totally great. :D Badminton-ed with Charlene,Liyi &amp; Alison. :DD Laughed like nut-sos. :D  And we found a gross dead lizard. HAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison and I tricked Belle. :DD HOHOHO, this is the best part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We told Belle to go to the part where the lizard was, and we started giggling. Obviously, Belle was suspicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she started looking around,(quite exaggerating-ly), and she screamed, like NUTSO! :D (Belle's screams are the worst.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she ran like  \o.o/  and threw her racket on the floor, screaming like mad. OMG, like Alison and I laughed till we fell on the floor. Srsly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Belle and Liyi started pole dancing. Alison videoed it ehz! :D HARRHARR. Okay, but we promised Belle not to show anyone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still funny manz. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Melissa's graduation. :D It was totally boring. And Momo,(according to Dad), being like supperrr "Ah soh" to go up and snap photos of Melissa. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep actually. :D Melissa's teacher is super cute. :D Hahaha, I heard her class "bullies" and "take advantage of" their male teachers.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's whats fun about girl's schools. :D They have like damn cute class rules. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Drink &lt;s&gt;8&lt;/s&gt; 2cube glasses of water everyday.&lt;br /&gt;-Don't take advantage of Mr Lee.&lt;br /&gt;-Sit up straight.&lt;br /&gt;-Don't sleep in class,especially during FM1.  &lt;br /&gt;-Some japanese thingy, can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;-Everyone wear a dress for LSC.(Including the FT and the MASCOT.)&lt;br /&gt;-"You have democracy, we have table manners."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha, okay. :D I shall spend quality time with my Boyfriend now. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TAGS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEARLYN    I won't fall sick lahz. :D ILY TOO! Tagged you back alr. :D&lt;br /&gt;JESSICA :  Hhahah, thanks. :D&lt;br /&gt;CELESTINE: I'm fine STEAD! :D&lt;br /&gt;JASMIN:    Hello! :D I tagged you back. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-3548104978047072131?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/3548104978047072131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=3548104978047072131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3548104978047072131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3548104978047072131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-never-thought.html' title='I never thought.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-206316949385230839</id><published>2007-10-18T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T13:05:03.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAAWWWWRRZZ!</title><content type='html'>Conversation between me &amp; &lt;u&gt;someone&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via sms// &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person:  &lt;b&gt;Who were u angry with?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:      &lt;b&gt;I'm angry at you, the whole world, plus myself. &lt;br /&gt;         And I'm not exactly appeased. I'm gonna bite.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person:  &lt;b&gt;Oh ok actually I wanna ask u a question..&lt;br /&gt;         but nvm since you angry then forget it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:      (Gives a wth! face)&lt;b&gt;Just ask larr. I'm in no mood for games.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person:  &lt;b&gt;Can we...but i think u will say no cause ur so mad &lt;br /&gt;         at me send her like that can right?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:      (Wtf does that mean?!)&lt;b&gt;I don't know what you're talking about. Just hurry              up and tell me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person:  &lt;b&gt;I wanted to ask u if i can send this to some1 i like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:      [No reply]&lt;br /&gt;Person:  &lt;b&gt;Because i wanna ask some1 for stead but i dunno wat to say.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:      &lt;b&gt;Ah. Okay. Just say can we stead? Doh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person:  &lt;b&gt;But i scared the girl dun like me lah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:      (*Rolls eyes uncontrollably.)&lt;b&gt;Then you'll have to accept &lt;br /&gt;          that the girl doesn't like you. Because well, she doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;          Just tell her she's cute? I don't know I don't know.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person:   [No reply]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE?! Argh. Urgh. Eergh. This is damn fuckkk.(Sorry kiddo, anger management problems. :x) Grawwrr. Just another shit day to ruin my mood. Blahhh. Since when did I become some counselor person?! Go ask your &lt;i&gt;someone else&lt;/i&gt; larr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the world keeps crashing down on me. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, emo always finds its way to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person is actually the bloody bitch in the last post. People, LEAVE ME ALONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-206316949385230839?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/206316949385230839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=206316949385230839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/206316949385230839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/206316949385230839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/10/graawwwwrrzz.html' title='GRAAWWWWRRZZ!'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-6953444329449961483</id><published>2007-10-17T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T00:09:41.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screw this. screw everyone.</title><content type='html'>Hoho, so now everyone's against me, maybe? I don't feel guilty. If I did something wrong, then well yeah, sorry. But your reasons srsly don't qualify. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, Melanie's such a bitch, she's so toot, yadayadayada. Maybe you think I didn't know what was going on, but I did. Yeah, so you think I'm such a bitch because I bitch about people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe only you. Then hey, one day I decided to let it go. But noooo, someone had to ruin it. Someone thinks she wasn't at fault at all. Yeah, I know she never admits it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the bloody point of being nice? I can't believe I was that kind. Me? Nah. See, I get dragged into shit that never concerned me in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unappreciative canz! Even the lovely Joy agreez. JEEZERZ! Sure, everyone, make up some Anti-Melanie-Club, hohoho. If I'm that bad, then you must be the devil, or smethg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not the devil, but just worse than me. Wthz! D: I feel like some dementorz just came and sucked out all my happy memories! DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what people have made me become? Its not only that, you fool. No one knows what I go through can. I'm like, practically worse than Seok Pheng. At least people have forgotten her, a little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's just as bad. I demand a migration, or something. Go with Denise! I miss her. D: Gosh, I'm not looking forward to the holiday, even. (How canz! D:) Disney World lehz! London also! So cool rightz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, she's just so. _________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's totally not helping larr. Ask me go, then so reluctant aft that! Then say don't want to go alr. Then going to play Bball some more! Go play with her lah, like I carez. -_- Please, so yesterday. I was concerned about that last month. Bloody bitch Eugene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst part is I ran out of comfort food. CHOCOLATE! DD: Oh, and did I mention? I hate my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. &lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. &lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. &lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. &lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. &lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. &lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. &lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. &lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. &lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. &lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. &lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. &lt;br /&gt;I hate my life MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it, I guess. My life suckzz! HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;Merry merry merry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-6953444329449961483?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/6953444329449961483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=6953444329449961483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6953444329449961483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6953444329449961483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/10/screw-this-screw-everyone.html' title='screw this. screw everyone.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-1409208276669986799</id><published>2007-10-15T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T23:09:18.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaser trailer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/B52evCNcd0/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/B52evCNcd0/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="425" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is here because of V (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yonghao: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Hahah, sorry lah. :D  &lt;br /&gt;         Joking only. :D &lt;br /&gt;         I changed it to coolio! :D LOL. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiiee  : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I never said I was "prettyy orr seexxyyy".&lt;br /&gt;         Maybe you're just jealous. :x   &amp; I can fly! :D &lt;br /&gt;         Btw, if you want to twit, AT LEAST TWIT PROPERLY.&lt;br /&gt;         You're prolly just acting like some twit,&lt;br /&gt;         because you're afraid to let me know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;         If you dare to talk about me like that,&lt;br /&gt;         then you don't have to be Anon.&lt;br /&gt;         Oh yeah, cheers for tagging! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-1409208276669986799?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/1409208276669986799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=1409208276669986799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1409208276669986799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1409208276669986799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/10/teaser-trailer.html' title='Teaser trailer.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-5218205912956574058</id><published>2007-10-15T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:04:23.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink = 23! :D</title><content type='html'>WATCHED 3 SHOWS IN ONE DAY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RxNFEr3RTgI/AAAAAAAAABE/BlVX1exF-ms/s1600-h/200-beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RxNFEr3RTgI/AAAAAAAAABE/BlVX1exF-ms/s320/200-beauty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121513148046724610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RxNEj73RTfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UQKhEjceYOc/s1600-h/no.23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RxNEj73RTfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UQKhEjceYOc/s320/no.23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121512585406008818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RxNBm73RTeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NjXS09VC_dg/s1600-h/SECRET.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RxNBm73RTeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NjXS09VC_dg/s320/SECRET.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121509338410733026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah I just watched the latest Gossip Girl episode. :D  Awaiting the next. Ah it rained today. :D  Won-Der-Ful. :D I feel damn tired. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got finally got my caramel honeycomb chocolate. :D I have a craving for more chocolates. :D Oh did I mention? The holidays &lt;u&gt;suck&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all so darn pathetic. Where to go? Do what there? What movie? What's that? I don't want to watch leh. Then what movie? Do what after? How to go there? Who's going? Stay for how long? She's not going? I don't want to go. He's in China, cannot make it. So how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? I've got a headache now. No, I'm not that pathetic. &lt;b&gt;I'm sick.&lt;/b&gt; NOOO , I CAN STILL TAKE CHOCOLATE. Chocolates cure the pain. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-5218205912956574058?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/5218205912956574058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=5218205912956574058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5218205912956574058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5218205912956574058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/10/pink-23-d.html' title='Pink = 23! :D'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RxNFEr3RTgI/AAAAAAAAABE/BlVX1exF-ms/s72-c/200-beauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-6451032469553839417</id><published>2007-10-12T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T21:40:15.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzies</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Rocker Girl!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofgirlareyouquiz/rocker-girl.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have musical talent, you've got a talent for picking out great CD's.&lt;br /&gt;Music rules your life - and you've got the best MP3 collection of anyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;Many guys find you intimidating, but a select few think you're the catch of a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Start hanging out in more used record stores, and you'll find love with a fellow rocker!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatkindofgirlareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Downtown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouanuptowngirloradowntowngirlquiz/downtown.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a funky spirit that requires freedom to live.&lt;br /&gt;Your city girl persona needs adventure, diversity, and great pizza.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/areyouanuptowngirloradowntowngirlquiz/"&gt;Are You An Uptown Girl or Downtown Girl?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, some wierd person added me. And then the person said I stole her Boyfriend. (HELLO?!) -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her "aiiaii t0ldd mii dhatts uue fliirt wiith hiim w0rsx." Uhm, wthz. "Manyys manyys pples sae dhatts dhes. Miee aiiaii ish verii trustw0rthy dhee w0rxs." "Ehhx uue wannts t0 actt actt dhenn gg0 bbe actress lurhs, acttactt. See iif dhheyy cann standd your sluttyy attiitude fiirst , dhhat ish. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eew, twit? Of course I tried to clear things out, because I didnt know who her boyfriend was, and I'm single. To no avail. And so well, I said bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Well she wouldn't take anth I said!) Some stupid prank I guess. Bloody losers who have nth to do in life. (I mean, go wakeboard or smethg!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, Eugene is seriously some horny shit. Wth.&lt;br /&gt;"Ten things guys know about girls:&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;10. They have boobs."&lt;br /&gt;Like, boobs are just fats duudddee. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vionna made me a &lt;3ly skin! Omgz, &lt;3! Its not ready yet tho. You people have to wait! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been using the comp. since 10 am. SERIOUSLY. O:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-6451032469553839417?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/6451032469553839417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=6451032469553839417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6451032469553839417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6451032469553839417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/10/quizzies.html' title='Quizzies'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-3269063520696684532</id><published>2007-10-12T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T16:42:36.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So baby just say goodnight.</title><content type='html'>HELLOZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt moodswingy today. Wierd ehz. Vionna always cheers me up. (: Yesyes, she's da bomb. :D (we live in unsatisfying times, my friend.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/53LgSrgN1Hk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/53LgSrgN1Hk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is like damn funny. Watch! :D Talk about BLLUUDD baby. ITS NOT FUNNIIIIEEEE. :D This is from Vionna, btw. (: (Told you she's da bomb. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WvU0v-9ahtQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WvU0v-9ahtQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhaah, this is nice. :D I like the mimic from the woman. :D And WTH! Why would anyone want sperms? You want their kids for what? Take advantage ah? -_-  Eeyer. These people from china are so cheap! (Not that I'm trying to discriminate Zhou or whateverz. So, sue me.) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mPZglzfGIQw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mPZglzfGIQw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RETARDED MANZ. :D I swear the girl looks like SP, but worse. (Okay, sorry SP, but if you smiled when I tried to be nice, i would never think that way.) And THE SOY SAUCE BOTTLE? Some joke. -_- Ewwz. Poor old guy! D:  SUE THEM! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, was uber bored, so went to read Xiaxue. (: Got all these video stuff from her blog. HAHAH. Her blog's damn funny. I swear I'm going mad. :D &amp; that's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ON6Rf3zlAwI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ON6Rf3zlAwI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious, I love this. Xiaxue's damn funny. :D ("A pig and two cows!") The running part was funny. :D And when Kaykay was saying the part where the shoe looked designer-ish from far, THERE WAS THAT MUSIC IN THE BACKGROUND! &amp; my grandma watches that show, HAHA. I can always hear it playing at home. (Due to the fact that poor Mama's partially deaf, just like Dad, I swear.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear too much. OMHGZ, I FEEL SO HYPER. I'M GONNA DO SOME LAME QUIZ AND POST IT LATER. :D OR NOT. :D TOODLES ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-3269063520696684532?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/3269063520696684532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=3269063520696684532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3269063520696684532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3269063520696684532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-baby-just-say-goodnight.html' title='So baby just say goodnight.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-6598322427344479330</id><published>2007-10-11T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T22:31:21.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; the suffering is never enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;THE EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER! :D&lt;br /&gt;Yes, sorry, didn't post for a while yeps. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Suntec or "Startec"/Marina today. :D Totally indecisive of where to go. -_- Everyone was making fun of Liyi because her mother didn't want her to go to TM. If her mother's concerned, let it be manz. -_- (This is for ERIC LIM JUN YING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamed with the guys. (: Liyi's our "Lame Master". :D Balls of Fury, was kinda gross. But it was funny. :D Laughed my ass off. (: Mom hates these shows. HOORAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was SUPER funny when we bought the tickets. You see, there were 10 people, and we all paid $7. And there were ALOT of $2 notes, plus a whole bunch'a coins. Eric tried to count it to check, but he gave up and passed it to the person at the cashier. The poor lady had to coint the whole lot. :D Hahh, we all sat in one row man. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric Liyi Belle Fesa ME Eugene Eng Jarratt Zhou Damien.  -That's the whole row with US! :D Choo &amp; Darshan were supposed to come. But they ran around looking for us, and they gave up, &amp; went to watch anthr movie. Ohwell. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarratt and Eugene went off to WWW. Was supposed to go, but couldn't. Damn you, &lt;s&gt;menses&lt;/s&gt;.D: And so. Eric went home. D: AND THE REST OF US WERE BOREDD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what manz, we went BOWLING. :DD I suck. D: Lousiest, apart from Square Head, who BARELY played.      :D Who carez, I didnt expect to be good anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Damien&lt;/s&gt; Square Head like hated (:o) bowling or smth. He just threw the ball like it was some garbage. ): &amp; worse part is, he just threw the ball any-yoo-how and got a STRIKE! First strike among us, eh. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for 36, too crowded, so we headed off to take 14 instead. Caught the bus, immediately. :D Went home, slacked on the comp. Coolness. :DD I'm ready for a burnout Revenge Game anytime soon. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, gtg take out my lens now.&lt;br /&gt;Bye. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-6598322427344479330?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/6598322427344479330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=6598322427344479330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6598322427344479330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6598322427344479330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/10/suffering-is-never-enough.html' title='&amp; the suffering is never enough.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-2980949777489898542</id><published>2007-09-29T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T17:20:22.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Ho! :D</title><content type='html'>Hahahahh, i know i keep changing skins. :D I just feel fickle all the time. :D I'm late for ballet now actually. Oh well, Bye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-2980949777489898542?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/2980949777489898542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=2980949777489898542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2980949777489898542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2980949777489898542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-ho-d.html' title='Hey Ho! :D'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-6890851980077909920</id><published>2007-09-27T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:19:38.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is officially CRAP DAY 2 . D: </title><content type='html'>Sigh. I got caught in the rain today. I had to wear an icky shirt because it was dry and mine was weeeetttt. My pencil case broke today. That's so _. Today was sad. I feel sad. D: English was okay. Buy I doubt I'll get high marks. D: I just found out how she backstabbed me. Maybe front-stabbing is lesss painful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, was like CRAAAZZZYYY with Ally , Vee and Sam at KFC ; parkway. We were laughing at Sam vomitting , O: And Vee with the hole in her mouth. Some random people laughed with us. "Eh, you know what she do? She want to eat the chicken then she open her mouth and the chicken bone break!" Ahahahhs. They were funny. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Gene blocked me for no reason. I think he's depressed about Amanda. Maybe I hurt his feelings. :l  Well, sorry. And they were like talking about me. I overheard in the toilet. Daddy's mad at me. So is Mommy. I don't understand why. The tone of Dad's voice when he was speaking in Cantonese told me it wasn't anth good. I cried, when he did the mimic thing.  That was, hurting. );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go out to study anymore. Why do they do that to me? Gawd, just because you were late for the lame thing. Whatever.And now I can't find my compo notes. Asked mom, got scolded for LAST MINUTE STUFF. Searching frantically. No avail. Just have to search more later. Ah well. I hope I find the FUC_SHI_. I'm mad. Argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-6890851980077909920?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/6890851980077909920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=6890851980077909920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6890851980077909920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6890851980077909920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-is-officially-crap-day-2-d.html' title='Today is officially CRAP DAY 2 . D: &lt;eeww-yousmell&gt;'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-5693319456403752990</id><published>2007-09-25T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T23:42:04.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Hello Yo Peace Sup :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't mind the recent post , :D&lt;br /&gt;I was just having a bad day , overreacting and such . Yeahs, whatevs. (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh . HE results suck . Today was an emo/hyper day . It was wierd . Mainly because I am. :D Ah well anyway I slept throughout assembly , (which , if you ask me how it was , i'd fall asleep straight away.) Waited for Sam , China. :D  On the way to the bus-stop , saw Liyi's ahem , and OTHER ahem . They managed to get into the bus 12 they chased after , and poor Liyi was dying to get in. -_- Ahhahhs , Liyi is cute. :D But here's the best part ; her other ahem comes and takes the SAME bus as us! :O HHAHAHA , she was oh-so-scared. Went to sit upstairs . Tsk tsk. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home , slacked . My phone's screwed . First its not working with the bluetooth and camera, THEN its fine . AND THEN it screws up again. And now its fine again . -_- Tomorrow it will screw up again. Ahh my dear phone BALAKLAVAA. D: MUSIC PERIOD WAS GREAT THO. :D The King and I, how exciting ! :D And I was MAD MAD MAD with Melanie. She rocks my socks. :D And I literally mean SOCKS. Bah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll post much now . Exams . D: Oh man I just wanna get 60 for something for math. I hope I can. :D  Ahh went to light up leaves and stuff with Shi Ri , Shi Juen , Shi Yuen and Martyn . THEN WE REALISEEDD . AIR POLLUTION. -_- And if we continued , our IPW knowledge would be at waste. :D Luckily . My lantern caught fire too . Oh manz I was so excited, (NO IDEA WHY, SERIOUSLY) and I recoreded it . Hah . Maybe its deleted already. Maybe not. I don't remember. Ahh I have STM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard is nice. :D Whoops , g2g now . Bye peeps. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-5693319456403752990?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/5693319456403752990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=5693319456403752990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5693319456403752990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5693319456403752990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/09/hi-hello-yo-peace-sup-d.html' title='Hi Hello Yo Peace Sup :D'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-3661130765022128902</id><published>2007-09-21T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T00:02:03.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yozz.</title><content type='html'>Doesn't anyone care anymore ?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna run away , way away from this .&lt;br /&gt;I can't hold on for too long .&lt;br /&gt;Seeing it all happen before me ...&lt;br /&gt;And nothing I can do about it . &lt;br /&gt;I asked you . You never gave me an answer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being left out all the time .&lt;br /&gt;I always am . Forever will be ?&lt;br /&gt;I remember playing with myself all the time when I was young .&lt;br /&gt;And the other two of them , bonding .&lt;br /&gt;Is this happening again ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked you , even until my throat felt so sore .&lt;br /&gt;I asked and asked .&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm giving up . I know you will never tell me .&lt;br /&gt;But all I wanted was for you to give me a hint .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these lies , and this I'm-not-telling thing ;&lt;br /&gt;Its not working out .&lt;br /&gt;I thought you had trusted me completely ,&lt;br /&gt;then we spaced out . &lt;br /&gt;And you left me out of your life when I was right beside you .&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's not telling me things .&lt;br /&gt;And they know my secrets .&lt;br /&gt;Secrets that were meant to be kept .&lt;br /&gt;You told them ? I wouldn't really mind .&lt;br /&gt;Only if you told me the truth .&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm making a big fuss over everything .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I don't know what I want .&lt;br /&gt;My life's so screwed right now .&lt;br /&gt;I tried , I really did .&lt;br /&gt;Stop pushing me away . &lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to remain friends ,&lt;br /&gt;then tell me .&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand .I went through thick and thin with you .&lt;br /&gt;All of it .&lt;br /&gt;And now you push me away for no reason .&lt;br /&gt;You said you weren't mad .&lt;br /&gt;But how am I to believe you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now , &lt;br /&gt;I feel like you ignore me .&lt;br /&gt;You don't even bother about my views .&lt;br /&gt;You're so cold and stale towards me .&lt;br /&gt;Like we're complete strangers .&lt;br /&gt;You piss me off alot sometimes .&lt;br /&gt;And now , I'm just sad .&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna lose you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I tell you just doesn't matter anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today sucked .&lt;br /&gt;I felt so worried .&lt;br /&gt;Left out .&lt;br /&gt;I tried to talk to you .&lt;br /&gt;But you just muttered back .&lt;br /&gt;Hello ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm here .&lt;br /&gt;Right here for you .&lt;br /&gt;I was there .&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if i wasn't for some time .&lt;br /&gt;But I gave it my all .&lt;br /&gt;Now when I talk you , you're just so motionless .&lt;br /&gt;So , ughh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate school , and going home .&lt;br /&gt;I dread everything now .&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna talk to Rachel or something .&lt;br /&gt;She might not even come for ballet tomorrow .&lt;br /&gt;That makes me even sadder .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah , &lt;u&gt;I'm here for you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't talk to him today .&lt;br /&gt;I could have , then I couldn't too tho .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I'm going crazy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save me .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-3661130765022128902?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/3661130765022128902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=3661130765022128902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3661130765022128902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3661130765022128902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/09/yozz.html' title='Yozz.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-5036427216902023566</id><published>2007-09-19T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T23:50:48.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready and waiting to fall . &lt;/3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yozz. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes people .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry .    :l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizzy Shizz .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm getting really busy with exams now .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will take a few days/weeks before I post agn . &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadayadayada .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick now . Again .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't talk properly.  -.-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait . Let me REPHRASE that .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even talk .&lt;br /&gt;When I bloody do , my throat starts to tear apart .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally . Okay maybe I was exaggerating . :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it DOES hurt . I sound like Vania when I try to talk .   :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition will end soon . :D:D&lt;br /&gt;Unless I continue . But I don't really want to . :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay we'll see then then .&lt;br /&gt;Yeesherz .&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention the IPW websitteee ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeahs , game's all screwed and un-ready so its not posted . -_-&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://do-re-mi-fa-so-rians.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for link . :D&lt;br /&gt;Whoo . I think i'm not really thinking of him ? :D&lt;br /&gt;Goody goody , (:     (Hahahh , LYstead! :D)&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention ? LiYeng ROCK MY SOCKS . So get your own dirty socks man . :D&lt;br /&gt;My stead is the best. (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahh , FATTY BONANZOO . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's gonna happen tomorrow .&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently rushing my IPW powerpoint slides .&lt;br /&gt;Doing for the whole group , (see I'm the best right . :D)&lt;br /&gt;Ahh today had Home Econs test . -_-&lt;br /&gt;Madam Fatimah said that she told us last week .&lt;br /&gt;The whole group forgot and she didn't want to postpone it. -_-l''&lt;br /&gt;She said,"There is no such thing as postpone."&lt;br /&gt;Whoo . The statement of the year . :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm so bored .&lt;br /&gt;I just realised I gave my first kiss ON THE LIPS to B.&lt;br /&gt;Ughh . It was gross . x_x&lt;br /&gt;And E kissed another E !&lt;br /&gt;It was damn gay. :x&lt;br /&gt;YES JARRATT IS DAMN CYUTTEHHH. &lt;3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RvE-k4DxpbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Qu2SnGhqcEk/s1600-h/1_337776849l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RvE-k4DxpbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Qu2SnGhqcEk/s320/1_337776849l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111935855286658482" 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;Hah , Rachel edited this. :D&lt;br /&gt;It was super fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh we went to the baby room to cam-whore too ! :D&lt;br /&gt;I know we're so retarded . :D&lt;br /&gt;That makes it all the more fun man ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RvE_XYDxpcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Xzhig_6qMmg/s1600-h/-+HUIMIN++x3016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RvE_XYDxpcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Xzhig_6qMmg/s320/-+HUIMIN++x3016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111936722870052290" 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;Ahhaahs (:&lt;br /&gt;I look retarded. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo .&lt;br /&gt;I just got complimented by a hottie ! :D&lt;br /&gt;"Why have limewire when you have Melanie."&lt;br /&gt;-quoted Ryan Lim.&lt;br /&gt;This is a rare occasion people!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't upload pictures on Friendster suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. Screw you Friendster. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Gosh .&lt;br /&gt;I still can't post anth on ASKnLEARN either!&lt;br /&gt;This is so retarded .&lt;br /&gt;Blah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye .&lt;br /&gt;Everyone .&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll post tomorrow . (:&lt;br /&gt;Not like anyone really reads this crap . -_-&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Byee. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;P/s . ONLY ONE ACOUSTIC! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-5036427216902023566?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/5036427216902023566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=5036427216902023566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5036427216902023566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/5036427216902023566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/09/ready-and-waiting-to-fall-3.html' title='Ready and waiting to fall . &lt;/3'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RvE-k4DxpbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Qu2SnGhqcEk/s72-c/1_337776849l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-4087441566586314904</id><published>2007-09-15T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T16:03:51.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hellohello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Whoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Yesterday was funn. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;First we took the bus to TM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;And took neo-prints!  8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RutQZM4LSTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Vq3E24rMi3s/s1600-h/Picture+30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RutQZM4LSTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Vq3E24rMi3s/s320/Picture+30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110266596065757490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Eeyer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Can't see properly. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;While I was decorating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;they went to take more neos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Without me okeh! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Unfairness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hahahha, okay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I was mad for a while lah. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Then then then saw Liyi's *ahem*,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;With alot of girls. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Aahhhahas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;rushed to Suntec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ate yummy salmon rice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;And the potato thingy was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Delish! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mondre was supposed to some too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Then the DM held her back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Would have been fun-er with her! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeahs, then we changed and went to the arcade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DDR-ed there, first time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL. SuperDuperUber funnnnn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Played like twice only?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No kaching kaching. )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had to go home soon after. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Took 14 with Liyi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Damn blur, don't know where we were and all. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene Eng, Liyi, LiJing,Ally,Belle think I shouldn't give up.&lt;br /&gt;The way Eugene told me was damn nice lah.&lt;br /&gt;Made me damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; someone told him that i *ahem* him.&lt;br /&gt;Yeahs, so I was kinda mean to him at school too.&lt;br /&gt;So, sorry okeh.&lt;br /&gt;But you know that I was trying to give up on him.&lt;br /&gt;And I clearly said,&lt;br /&gt;"Dont tell anyone. Especially him. Never ever ever ever ever."&lt;br /&gt;That was a load of bull. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heck. I shouldn't try so hard.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;"Let the chips fall where they may."&lt;br /&gt;- I got that from 'She's the Man'.&lt;br /&gt; Yeah, I pissed Liyi off by asking her the exact same question,&lt;br /&gt;30 times. 30. THIRTY. Not an ordinary 30, but THIRTY.&lt;br /&gt;So I crapped alot.&lt;br /&gt;Crap crap crap crap crap//.&lt;br /&gt;Yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't really hate anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Except Seok Pheng lah, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, My msn nick is "Its slowly killing me."&lt;br /&gt;And Monk asked what's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;And I told him I got last stage of liver cancer.&lt;br /&gt;And he believed me!&lt;br /&gt;So I said that I would miss him, and he was a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;And I wished him luck with Charlyn.&lt;br /&gt;HE ACTAULLY BELIEVED ME OKEH!!&lt;br /&gt;He says there is still hope, go for an operation, it will all be okay.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, Yah, I told him, don't tell anyone, they'll be so sad....&lt;br /&gt;Yadayadayada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and so i confessed to him soon after. (I'm not so evil okay!)&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhahahh, Monk's so gullible.&lt;br /&gt;How cyutehhh! -_-  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a wedding tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go. Again.&lt;br /&gt;Its okay I guess,&lt;br /&gt;Since its their "Special Day." ((:&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the video of "Shuo Ni Ai Wo",&lt;br /&gt;And I cried.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, I'm so emotional now.&lt;br /&gt;WHY DID THE GUY TREAT HEBE LIKE THAT?!&lt;br /&gt;Yeahs, it was damn saaadddd.&lt;br /&gt;And sweet. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has been stuck in my head for &lt;u&gt;weeks&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Its so damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;And you can ask Liyi or LiJing.&lt;br /&gt;I've been singing it in school since forever.&lt;br /&gt;And I can only remember the chorus. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;But I still love the song!&lt;br /&gt;I think Hebe's voice is the best. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to watch the video again!&lt;br /&gt;Bye people. Loves. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-4087441566586314904?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/4087441566586314904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=4087441566586314904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4087441566586314904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4087441566586314904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/09/hellohello.html' title='Hellohello.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8C3BZlMBOY/RutQZM4LSTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Vq3E24rMi3s/s72-c/Picture+30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-7279752006246483136</id><published>2007-09-07T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T22:01:48.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed, pissed, pissed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think you're all that great.&lt;br /&gt;I did like all the work,&lt;br /&gt;I had the bloody right to complain.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, teamwork.&lt;br /&gt;Who are you to tell me about teamwork?&lt;br /&gt;You didn't even do a fuc_ about the project.&lt;br /&gt;You're fuc_ed up brain's all screwed with girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, IM A BIG SHOT.&lt;br /&gt;I did PRACTICALLY EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the whole half of the year?&lt;br /&gt;You did one powerpoint slide.&lt;br /&gt;We don't even need you in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't tell you what to do?&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO FUC_ING KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, YOU!&lt;br /&gt;You're the ENCOURAGER LEH!!&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to help the group have a "conducive environment."&lt;br /&gt;Whateverrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOLD YOU I WON'T CREDIT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Sure as HELL hinting that &lt;b&gt;you should do something about it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and your &lt;u&gt;BRILLIANT&lt;/u&gt;solution was to call me a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;And tell me to fuc_ a wall.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well, I have better things to do.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR CCA IS NOT 24 HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that you have tuition every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;i have a bloody life too.&lt;br /&gt;and you bloody ruined it, damn you.&lt;br /&gt;I was talking about me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My phone bill.&lt;br /&gt;My work.&lt;br /&gt;My life.&lt;br /&gt;NOT YOU.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what?&lt;br /&gt;You say you so busy but can still call me and talk shi_.&lt;br /&gt;Diao.&lt;br /&gt;All you ever care about is Ali.&lt;br /&gt;So what if she's my good friend?&lt;br /&gt;Don't respect her friends then forget about her lah!&lt;br /&gt;So act in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;Wt_.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK YOU'RE SO GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;Please lah,&lt;br /&gt;I slogged for half a year doing your crap.&lt;br /&gt;Crap that you are supposed to have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least Eugene is trying now right.&lt;br /&gt;At least he did something right.&lt;br /&gt;You do one thing then act like you so good like that.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, you tell me you don't know how to do.&lt;br /&gt;You also never listen in class.&lt;br /&gt;Just because you don't know how to make a blog,&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean you can't fuc_ing learn.&lt;br /&gt;Lazy asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it deep inside your long lost conscience that&lt;br /&gt;YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;So why complain?&lt;br /&gt;I can't just credit you for doing zippo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't come act that heroic okay.&lt;br /&gt;I let you take my credit, and you weren't thankful.&lt;br /&gt;You telling me reasons why you can't do the work&lt;br /&gt;won't make me credit you.&lt;br /&gt;Tell that to Ong, loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;You don't even try.&lt;br /&gt;At least I can live with Oon Ngeh.&lt;br /&gt;He DID try.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike you.&lt;br /&gt;I kept calling you to do the fuc_,&lt;br /&gt;but nooooo.&lt;br /&gt;You just go use the comp and act you were helping.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, BULLSHI_.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't act like you weren't there.&lt;br /&gt;YOU BLOODY HELL WERE.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i have witnesses.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up late to do IPW, bitc_.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike you, sitting around at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would know what to do if you listened in class,&lt;br /&gt;which i was forced to do,&lt;br /&gt;while the entire group sat around daydreaming of their love-lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH WELL,&lt;br /&gt;I WANTED TO THINK ABOUT HIM TOO.&lt;br /&gt;But i stayed good and listened&lt;br /&gt;while everyone expected me to do everything for them.&lt;br /&gt;I think i deserved some attention yeahs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But noooo,&lt;br /&gt;and when i blew up,&lt;br /&gt;you sat around complaining&lt;br /&gt;while the rest tried to finish the mind-map.&lt;br /&gt;Smooth move.&lt;br /&gt;Now you get what you deserve, I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can live with the rest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ruined my holidays, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-7279752006246483136?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-4001050675092195193</id><published>2007-09-03T16:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T16:58:17.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KABOOM.BANG.CRASH. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This post &lt;/span&gt;has wierd mood swings.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read if YOU DARE/WANT/WHATEVERSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Happy Birthday Dear Brudderrr! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I Love You A Lottys. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I feel damn emo now la.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poof.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all wet from the rain! (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoots. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE RAIN.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exciting, much? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hee, I think i'm half emo then hyper.  :DY   l   YD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Walao, I can't stop thinking of him. -.-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid luhh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna watch a movie later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Yay. Or whatever. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaatttt. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I forgot man.&lt;br /&gt;Got tuition on Wednesday. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WHOOHOO. I haven't done homework.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School homework:    12% done.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition homework :  30.2%  done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippee.&lt;br /&gt;I have so much more to do,&lt;br /&gt;Let alone catch up on. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Parkway just now,&lt;br /&gt;and ate lunch with Paps and Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch SUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;I clearly told the lady " No Chilli. "&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;They put alot of chilli. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Damn, i was too nice to return it so I ate it.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;It was damn hot canz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got new shorts from O.P.!&lt;br /&gt;YAYNESS. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sudden urge to play Burnout.&lt;br /&gt;I cant. ZOMGG, OH NOZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because, dear people,&lt;br /&gt;I played too much yesterday and i have to do some work soon.&lt;br /&gt;NEEHEEHEE. How sad. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Met Liyi at Parkway,&lt;br /&gt;IN THE RAIN. HOHOHO. :D&lt;br /&gt;We went to popular! (:&lt;br /&gt;And bought school stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I want Ka Chengs to talk to meee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They always make me laugh. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;hohoho. heeheehee. hahaha. muahaha. lalalalas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLEASE MY DEAR KA CHENGS,&lt;br /&gt;DONT FIGHT ANYMOREE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn sad lah. D:&lt;br /&gt;Now they aren't so hyper already. D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I NEED COFFEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, that was very random.&lt;br /&gt;WT_, I'm such a wierdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;}&amp;boy, iloveyouso. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, YES,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;peace&amp;amp;love kiddos! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-4001050675092195193?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/4001050675092195193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=4001050675092195193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4001050675092195193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/4001050675092195193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/09/kaboombangcrash-d_03.html' title='KABOOM.BANG.CRASH. :D'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-2286317313217795366</id><published>2007-09-02T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T23:00:03.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO AGAINNN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I JUST NEED TO SAY THIS NOWWW. :D&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;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ahemmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*drum rolls pleasseeee*&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;AT 00:00, MARTYN WILL TURN 12!! :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;WOAH, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I HOPE HE FINALLY MATURES. (:&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BE GOOD NOW BROTHER. :D&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;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVES. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-2286317313217795366?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/2286317313217795366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=2286317313217795366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2286317313217795366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2286317313217795366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-againnn.html' title='HELLO AGAINNN.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-9165254570185397929</id><published>2007-09-02T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:47:50.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bet you never thought that i could break you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;WHEE. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title's from a MARION RAVEN song. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupps.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today and (WHOOOHOOS!)&lt;br /&gt;went to Mac's for breakfast. =D&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Good old fast food.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope to gain weight now lah,&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm anorexic. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,&lt;br /&gt;Shuyang didnt make it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;AND NO ONE KNEW WHY. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;, My brother's cake had me on it. =D&lt;br /&gt;} Whoo, i'm proud to say. ((:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whtever, so it wasn't really me,&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SPIDERMANNN.&lt;br /&gt;}Yeahs, but I'm Spiderman too. (:&lt;br /&gt;SO ITS COUNTED AS ME.&lt;br /&gt;Yah lah, see, i'm so famous! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I HAD NO IDEA WHAT I ATE YESTERDAY;&lt;br /&gt;But i had a huge &lt;u&gt;stomach upset.&lt;/u&gt; D:&lt;br /&gt;And mommy's gonna buy me Threadles tees! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Damn kewlzz.(:&lt;br /&gt;I could only have two lah,&lt;br /&gt;But i chose the KFC one  and the Milk and Cookies one.&lt;br /&gt;$15 per tee. tsshhkk.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks mommy!&lt;br /&gt;So kind lah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOH,&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned cam-whoring with Ciro yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;BUT THE POOR CHAP'S GOTTEN HEAD LICE!&lt;br /&gt;So sad lah, he was looking forward to seeing Martyn for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;D: D: D: D: D:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Uncle David had to explain why he couldn't go to the party.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, poor dear. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is uber random.&lt;br /&gt;B-UTTERFLIES! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Cant see him till school re-opens.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO DAMN SAD TO SAY LAH,&lt;br /&gt;But i look forward to going back to school. =D&lt;br /&gt;Sh_t, haven't learnt the Duel Masters thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE to mention this.&lt;br /&gt;I randomly played BURNOUT REVENGE,&lt;br /&gt;and now, i'm kinda addicted! =D=D&lt;br /&gt;Whoos, I think i  improved lah. :D&lt;br /&gt;I like didn't even know a freaking thing.&lt;br /&gt;Whahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;BR is sooo loveee! &lt;3&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YESYESYES!&lt;br /&gt;Finally went swimming today.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I went to roller-blade after breakfast one la,&lt;br /&gt;then I ended up lazing with Daddy talking about MUSIC!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, apparently, he hates most of the music i listen to.&lt;br /&gt;Like, FOB.       ( I KNOW I KNOW! shockkerrsss//)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but he likes some Avril songs.&lt;br /&gt;And The Fray.&lt;br /&gt;YIPEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then played Virus and Police and Thief.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS. (:&lt;br /&gt;Went home, BR-ed, AND SWAM. lols.&lt;br /&gt;Wah, we swam for damn long.&lt;br /&gt;But so fun lah. and i played with Shi En.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;Shi Juen and Shi Yuen joined us too. (:&lt;br /&gt;Then we had a supid fight luh. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its okay now lah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm eating Champagne Moon cake now.&lt;br /&gt;Yum. ((:&lt;br /&gt;Damn lah, i want that MYUK wallet veerrryy BADLY. ):&lt;br /&gt;Have to wait for discount.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy'll say no FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope. (:&lt;br /&gt;Smsed Fesa today and i kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHS!&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry, can't tell, its top secretttt) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking of whether i should sms HIM.&lt;br /&gt;Yeahs, its a very hard decision to make.&lt;br /&gt;}makes me damn vexed lah.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg,&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what to do for math.&lt;br /&gt;GDM. Have to ask Liyi later.  :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah i have nothing to say now.&lt;br /&gt;Okay people.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams man.&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting nightmares. D:&lt;br /&gt;Man, how scary.&lt;br /&gt;I've been needing a certain blanket that never appears.&lt;br /&gt;*wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's all for now folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Tell me he's thinking of me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-9165254570185397929?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/9165254570185397929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=9165254570185397929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/9165254570185397929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/9165254570185397929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/09/bet-you-never-thought-that-i-could.html' title='Bet you never thought that i could break you.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-3075814383782202666</id><published>2007-09-01T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T14:26:09.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;WHOOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;HELLO PEOPLE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;33 THIS SONG LOADS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="width: 240px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Funeral For A Friend - Into Oblivion (reunion) lyrics&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" id="songlyrics" align="left"&gt;The days I've felt alone.&lt;br /&gt;And the sea, it brings me back again.&lt;br /&gt;So that I can see my wife.&lt;br /&gt;And I can see my child.&lt;br /&gt;Home, I'm home, it never changes,&lt;br /&gt;Same old faces, same old places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared into oblivion and found my home.&lt;br /&gt;I stared into oblivion, into oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find in me the home&lt;br /&gt;That you have never known.&lt;br /&gt;Find in us the faith.&lt;br /&gt;The faith to bring you home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared into oblivion and found my home.&lt;br /&gt;I stared into oblivion and found my home.&lt;br /&gt;I stared into oblivion, and found my own reflection there.&lt;br /&gt;(reflection there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home. Now that I'm coming home,&lt;br /&gt;Will you be the same as when I saw you last?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how much time has passed? x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared into oblivion (and found my home).&lt;br /&gt;I stared into oblivion (and found my home).&lt;br /&gt;I stared into oblivion (and found my home).&lt;br /&gt;I stared into oblivion and found my own reflection there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-3075814383782202666?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/3075814383782202666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=3075814383782202666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3075814383782202666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/3075814383782202666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-again.html' title='hello again.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-6523419268234542782</id><published>2007-09-01T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T14:39:26.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marshmallows!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HELLO PEOPLE! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;happy teacher's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to NAPS yesterday! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;at first we went to PP,&lt;br /&gt;and we met Ryan over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Zhou, Kia Hng, Ivan, etc. came!&lt;br /&gt;they were supposed to be at the library,&lt;br /&gt;STUDYING.  lol.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, they changed their mind. (obviously.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know THAT EXTRA was bitching around about me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i dont like her either.&lt;br /&gt;She found every chance to spite me. =.=ll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Sam and I abandoned everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;And we bought &lt;b&gt;pretzel dogs&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah well, in the end we all met up,&lt;br /&gt;and we walked to NAPS.&lt;br /&gt;ahhas.&lt;br /&gt;we bought the 'tick-tock' thingy for MRS CHIA too!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we had wait in the hot sun.&lt;br /&gt;Blah/&lt;br /&gt;It was like damn nice to see Aidah, Nick&lt;br /&gt;and Poh Chew agn! (:&lt;br /&gt;brought back memories.&lt;br /&gt;OH, btw, Ryan is a total nerd now.&lt;br /&gt;His pants are &lt;b&gt;waayyy&lt;/b&gt; high.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,  ;D&lt;br /&gt;its kinda amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Mrs Chia, and MR GOH!&lt;br /&gt;loveess! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt catch wang lao shi though. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeahs; that extra went to tell Mrs. Chia&lt;br /&gt; that Belle and Fesa were steads. -.-ll&lt;br /&gt;yeah, if you're reading this,&lt;br /&gt;Can you stop being so nosey? You're not even welcome okay.&lt;br /&gt;Stop going around hitting people like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;ITS MY BUSINESS LAH!&lt;br /&gt;You can bitch abt me all you want,&lt;br /&gt;because no dear, i dont give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;just f_ck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHEW. *cools down.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; anws, Mrs Chia didnt believe her and thank god.&lt;br /&gt;but she was damn racist.&lt;br /&gt;"No, I dont believe,  Fesa will find a nice Malay girl, like Aidah. "&lt;br /&gt;yah, damn racist. Belle was kinda pissed.&lt;br /&gt; lols. didnt do much aft tht.&lt;br /&gt; bought noodles!&lt;br /&gt;wah, missed it man. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Martyn's birthday is coming.&lt;br /&gt;3rd Sept!&lt;br /&gt;He's having his birthday party today.&lt;br /&gt;and while i'm here blogging,&lt;br /&gt;11+6=17 people are outside.&lt;br /&gt;i cant be bothered to do anth now.&lt;br /&gt;4 people are sleeping over,&lt;br /&gt;shitzz.&lt;br /&gt;JOEL IS SLEEPING OVER.&lt;br /&gt;oh, how &lt;u&gt;i hate him with every fibre of my being.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody spoilt brat. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go swim later.&lt;br /&gt;shall ask shi ri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hee. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="title"&gt;currently listening to;&lt;br /&gt;Ting Yuan Wei Ren Tan Ji Ta&lt;br /&gt;by S.H.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i dont like the raps much.&lt;br /&gt;but not bad, i guesss.&lt;br /&gt;yeahs, im so bored now.&lt;br /&gt;i shalll go steal a lollipop from the boys later&lt;br /&gt;so as to satisfy my sweet cravings. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaiiitttt.&lt;br /&gt;i bought chocolates yesterday! :D&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOO. &lt;3&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-6523419268234542782?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/6523419268234542782/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-5076249240497759249</id><published>2007-08-24T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T10:32:18.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="big_font"&gt;hello hello; i love this song. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="std_font"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hey There Delilah"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;What's it like in New York City?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a thousand miles away&lt;br /&gt;But girl tonight you look so pretty&lt;br /&gt;Yes you do&lt;br /&gt;Times Square can't shine as bright as you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;Don't you worry about the distance&lt;br /&gt;I'm right there if you get lonely&lt;br /&gt;Give this song another listen&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my voice it's my disguise&lt;br /&gt;I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;What you do to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;I know times are getting hard&lt;br /&gt;But just believe me girl&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar&lt;br /&gt;We'll have it good&lt;br /&gt;We'll have the life we knew we would&lt;br /&gt;My word is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much left to say&lt;br /&gt;If every simple song I wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;Would take your breath away&lt;br /&gt;I'd write it all&lt;br /&gt;Even more in love with me you'd fall&lt;br /&gt;We'd have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles seems pretty far&lt;br /&gt;But they've got planes and trains and cars&lt;br /&gt;I'd walk to you if I had no other way&lt;br /&gt;Our friends would all make fun of us&lt;br /&gt;and we'll just laugh along because we know&lt;br /&gt;That none of them have felt this way&lt;br /&gt;Delilah I can promise you&lt;br /&gt;That by the time we get through&lt;br /&gt;The world will never ever be the same&lt;br /&gt;And you're to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;You be good and don't you miss me&lt;br /&gt;Two more years and you'll be done with school&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be making history like I do&lt;br /&gt;You'll know it's all because of you&lt;br /&gt;We can do whatever we want to&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah here's to you&lt;br /&gt;This ones for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;What you do to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-5076249240497759249?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-6958514856973722561</id><published>2007-08-24T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T10:34:45.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eugene migrated to Aussie (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;IM SICK NOW&lt;br /&gt;wtfz.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i woke up sneezing a little.&lt;br /&gt;and i was so-so at school.&lt;br /&gt;THEN it rained.  :D:D&lt;br /&gt;but my cold got worse and worse.&lt;br /&gt;AND I WAS DYING. //&lt;br /&gt;okay, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but pretty much to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp; then in the bus i was like sniffling like mad;&lt;br /&gt;and most people probably stayed away from me.&lt;br /&gt;(obviously, its the &lt;u&gt;weekend&lt;/u&gt;, no one wants to fall sick.)&lt;br /&gt;ahh, i like cant breathe properly now. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;could have gone out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;stupid cold. kapeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;hmmz,&lt;br /&gt;was totally EMBARRASSED and AWKWARD at the bus-stop too.&lt;br /&gt;Sam, Liyi , please dont start now.&lt;br /&gt;okay, blah, i seriously feel like my nose is going to drop off any moment.&lt;br /&gt;(i dont mean the eraser Alison, i mean, really.)&lt;br /&gt;HAH, just realised i am leaving on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;strawberry's &lt;/span&gt;BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;but, who cares, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my subject standards are seriously dropping&lt;br /&gt;damn damn damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;bah, Denise is sick too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she's like, at the other side of earth.&lt;br /&gt;imh loads loads loads. :/&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for LONDON.&lt;br /&gt;(like, Oliver James was there. *SCREAMS EXCITEDLY* :D:D)&lt;br /&gt;i have to be really convincing to go to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;GREAT BRITAIN GRAND!&lt;br /&gt;ahh, just go for a look see please. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;during CME today, no one voted Mdm Lim (STOP ALL YOUR NONSENSE!)&lt;br /&gt;as the best form teacher. &gt;&lt; (okay , face it , we all dislike her.) oh, and Eugene "migrated" to Aussie. lols. we lied to Keng Siang that Eugene was migrating. -yeahs, that loseriffic stoner believed us; HAHA- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;we had a "farewell party" and all too. (:&lt;br /&gt;and KS had tuition stuffs; so we like disturbed him.&lt;br /&gt;whee. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eric stole Liyi's shoe too. (so cute lah!)&lt;br /&gt;and he started swinging it and stuffs. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then he went on a KISSING FRENZY (omgzz.)&lt;br /&gt;and he kissed Jing Rui like 3 times. (ahhahs)&lt;br /&gt;then he like pretended to kiss me;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like so freaked out. -.-ll&lt;br /&gt;ERIC, i know you are cute, but you are also idiotic and gross.&lt;br /&gt;oh-puh-lease; get Nicholas Ng or smethg la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i was sniffling the whole day and i still am.&lt;br /&gt;WTFWTFWTFWTFWTF.&lt;br /&gt;i feel damn tired and flustered and gross.&lt;br /&gt;urgghhs.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sms my Auntie, but mommy forbids me. D:&lt;br /&gt;i exceeded my phone bill by, ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;-i know, sad. ):-&lt;br /&gt;tsshhkk.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like dropping dead on the floor now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;i better go tooz.&lt;br /&gt;before i die. or worse, NOT die and suffer.&lt;br /&gt;my nose is itching again.&lt;br /&gt;i better go sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i ;&lt;br /&gt;a) wake up and recover miraculously.&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;b) never wake up at all.&lt;br /&gt;or at least i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;oh man, my enthu'll be &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lost forever if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-seok pheng doesnt piss off.&lt;br /&gt;-i dont get better&lt;br /&gt;-mommy nags more than ever&lt;br /&gt;-i have no friends at tuition.&lt;br /&gt;-i continue failing&lt;br /&gt;-she's still  angry at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;like i'm really really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;OF&lt;br /&gt;THIS&lt;br /&gt;EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i never thought life'll be any harder than this.&lt;br /&gt;tsshhk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;someone save me from my insanity. -please oh please-&lt;br /&gt;someone make me better.  - help me-&lt;br /&gt;someone make her disappear. - oh really, i've waited long enough-&lt;br /&gt;someone bring my enthu back. - i've lost it yet again.-&lt;br /&gt;(i usually lose it when there is a certain SP around.)&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even say bye and leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;oh wellzz.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;*I LEFT IT AT THAT!*&lt;br /&gt;-or not-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-6958514856973722561?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/6958514856973722561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=6958514856973722561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6958514856973722561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/6958514856973722561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/08/eugene-migrated-to-aussie.html' title='Eugene migrated to Aussie (:'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-1171644101432848776</id><published>2007-08-23T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T18:03:58.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1,2,3, action.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; BOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; havent posted for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; hmm. too many things happened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; and i'd rather not talk about it. blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; i failed math. again.&lt;br /&gt;by one mark. again.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to tell my parents lahh. D:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; mom's been pissing me off lately. DD:&lt;br /&gt;whatevers.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes she's okay,&lt;br /&gt;then she does something or says something,&lt;br /&gt;and i get so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. humph.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to be a good girl woman,&lt;br /&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i'll be realllyyy happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; tuition was...okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; teacher = nice.  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;anglican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;high girls = mean/ rude. \:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; the boy from (i dont know what) school = veerryyy quiet. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; yeah well, i'm not trying to be mean either, but its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; felt uber embarrassed too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; shant say why.   :xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; ANYONE I KNOW READING THIS ;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; PLEASE JOIN MY TUITION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; IM SO LONELY THEERREEE. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; (at katong dearies.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; sms me/msn me if interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; zomfgg, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; people. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; okay, i sounded like i was advertising for the tuition.&lt;br /&gt;ahhahhs.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE SP. hate hate hate her.&lt;br /&gt;we will never pity you or be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE JUST GO AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; ∧ the world will be at peace. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; okok, im very mean also.   :xx&lt;br /&gt;but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;we dont discriminate against you because you're fat,&lt;br /&gt;i mean look at Dhruv and Jarratt. -.-ll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; mr ong held the class back again.&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;my group is so damn slack lah.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; i think my emo's coming back.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, but i'll try hard to be enthu. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;heard that ka chengs? ;D&lt;br /&gt;(vionna and lijing). (:&lt;br /&gt;Martyn's friend came over todayy.&lt;br /&gt;shuyang. HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;he looked quite okay,&lt;br /&gt;not what i expected since i saw jixiang. xDD&lt;br /&gt;he looked better than Martyn in his KEWL clothes,&lt;br /&gt;rather than Martyn in his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;ah pek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; clothes. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; AHEMS, i think i'll post again later.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe only.&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say now man. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;people.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 bread/butter/backpack/brownie/buddy/buttocks/boo/butterscotch/&lt;br /&gt;butterfly/bee/block of wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only ALISON, MELANIE AND LIYI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; know what i'm saying. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-1171644101432848776?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/1171644101432848776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=1171644101432848776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1171644101432848776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/1171644101432848776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/08/123-action.html' title='1,2,3, action.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433099853360048743.post-2888054830297504574</id><published>2007-08-19T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T22:04:35.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIHIHI.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;hellos people. :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;i finally made a blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;and many thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;CHARLENE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ily lots dear. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;anws, today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;woke up in the morning, had to go training manzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&amp; jacinda couldn't commmeee. oh wells. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;i was third today. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;stupid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;DA JU or DA YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;or something&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;kept blocking me luhs. -.-ll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;BUT BUT BUTTTSSS ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;WON &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;the loser. ahhas. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;had to go to the temple after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;met Jing Yu and Qi Yu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;had lunch at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;MARINA SQUARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ate till darn full lahh. xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;i'm worried i'll get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;FAT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cans! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;bought clorets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; too. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;hehehes. (:&lt;br /&gt;no ballet next week. ):&lt;br /&gt;can't see my dears then.&lt;br /&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHALYN , RACHEL , MEIYI .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL nvr come for so long. )):&lt;br /&gt;poor girl's got CHICKEN POX!&lt;br /&gt;i'm over my chicken pox already tho.&lt;br /&gt;good for me. ^^&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg nw, not supposed to use comp. xD&lt;br /&gt;mommy's watching telly anws. :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahhs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love you all. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4433099853360048743-2888054830297504574?l=swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/feeds/2888054830297504574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4433099853360048743&amp;postID=2888054830297504574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2888054830297504574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4433099853360048743/posts/default/2888054830297504574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingmonkeyband.blogspot.com/2007/08/hihihi.html' title='HIHIHI.'/><author><name>MELANIE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203132844607998382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
