<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962140</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:45:22.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminise</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>213</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962140.post-113163121355636111</id><published>2005-11-10T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T22:00:13.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>heyy peeps. i will be closing this blog. link me up at www.love-maegan.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-113163121355636111?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113163121355636111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=113163121355636111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/113163121355636111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/113163121355636111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/11/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-113014271894863762</id><published>2005-10-24T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T16:31:59.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>learn</title><content type='html'>i should had learn to cherish, long ago since i know there's losting in this world.  i know i should had done alot of things. but yet, i did not. i toss the thought aside. and now, it all comes back to me in one go. the misery is hard to bare. will she forgive me? will she? i do not know. and i just wan to pray that she will. wherever she is now. i just hope and pray that she's free from all the pains she was suffering and fighting awhile ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am sorry, but i don't wish to cry anymore. i wan to be happy. may you'll understand that nomatter what. the thought of you can never be erased. i honestly DONT know how to face you, but i'll see you. soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lord will guild you, may we meet in heaven. if you wan to tok to me. you can always come into my dream and tok to me. like this, i will feel less guilt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-113014271894863762?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113014271894863762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=113014271894863762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/113014271894863762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/113014271894863762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/10/learn.html' title='learn'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112991612394323879</id><published>2005-10-22T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T01:35:23.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missed it</title><content type='html'>guess who i saw today??  it's Miss Faith. my drama class teacher, whom i like lots. because she's damn nice to me. yeppyepp. okayy. so i saw her in the street today. chat a little and she invited me to watch her performance. so i agreed. it was suppose to be 213 outram road, the third place cafe. and wher the hell is that, i don't know. so my sis and i walked to the MRT to ask for direction. so that person said tat i should walked up, turn right and will see a flyover. THAN i'll see the place. SO. i walked there. which somehow ended up in SGH. and where's the flyover i don't know. SO WE MISSED THE PERFOERMANCE cuz we're still stucked in SGH 23 minutes after the performance start. was kinda disappointed that we missed it. but promised to be there on time when there's another performance. =)) she wasn't mad. nice indeed. haha. i think she's just so gorgeous. she's like me idol or something?? hahha. not any star tho. okayy. it's okayy. that's all for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112991612394323879?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112991612394323879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112991612394323879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112991612394323879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112991612394323879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/10/missed-it.html' title='missed it'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112963500927906850</id><published>2005-10-18T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T19:30:10.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting involve</title><content type='html'>well, i've been reading shopaholic. i'm at this part about beacky and luke's marraige getting down the drain. maybe i'm just being too involve into the story, so i'm feeling a little bit of emotion downess, kind of. don't bother, i'll be fine in hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for lunch with dad in the afternoon before i head off to school for training. So i'm in team three. which is the non-schoolteam team. because i'm too old to be in a team, i'm okay with it, frankly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tough training's coming up. training for the league which is just round the corner. getting a little excitement here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly, i wish those whose don't turn up for training to either quit or just apprear when they are suppose to. because it is really difficult for us to plan things when they are not around. this is for the sake of "fairness". i do not want to deal complaints or look at their blody black face during training, thinking that we did not seek their opinion. Just the thought of it makes me sick, nevertheless letting it happen. Am definately not going to give in to things like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112963500927906850?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112963500927906850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112963500927906850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112963500927906850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112963500927906850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/10/getting-involve.html' title='getting involve'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112895935322099690</id><published>2005-10-11T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T23:49:13.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what had happened??</title><content type='html'>right, so i was reading through my pass postes. though there's really lotsa god changes. but i realised that there's some bad ones too. most important one out of all is my christian life, spiritual walk. realied that i used to be so hyper, joy and excited for god. alwaex longing for service, cg and shephearding. BUt now. like so on-off now. don't like being like that. i want to go back to the past. be like the past. i want to change and i need to change. i really miss he feeling of excitment about god. the feeling is really great. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112895935322099690?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112895935322099690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112895935322099690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112895935322099690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112895935322099690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-had-happened.html' title='what had happened??'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112868287519355644</id><published>2005-10-07T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T19:01:15.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAM'S OVER!!!!!!!! somehow</title><content type='html'>yesh. exam's over. somehow like it. still one paper left on mon. but it's just EOA typing and it's unbelievablly easy. so in another words, exam's kinda over. i think i did it quite well, overall. but for maths. i'm getting a lil worry. i think i might fail maths or only just pass. 50/50. =)(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm quite hapy today. cuz we played netball. just like the pass. this feeling is really great. especially now that exam's over. we play with this light heart. isn't this great? i enjoy this feelings. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, there's something upseting too. i cant make it for cg today. cuz no money. aaarrrggg, monet has always been a bearer to me. so please donate, to the "love-nicole fund raising" your love will be rewarded in heaven. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. i feel the holiday. HAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAH. i'm gonna beach out!!! hahaha. SO EXCITING!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112868287519355644?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112868287519355644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112868287519355644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112868287519355644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112868287519355644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/10/exams-over-somehow.html' title='EXAM&apos;S OVER!!!!!!!! somehow'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112843058670460801</id><published>2005-10-04T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T20:56:26.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloggie bloggie</title><content type='html'>yeahyeah. am here to blog again. duh. haha. okayy. actually. i've made some decision there. well erm, here's what i've came out with. i have decided to give up on _____. we are both very different. i don't think we can click. now i know, interest is really important in a relationship, not like i'm with him. but, you know. if two can't even click well before it starts, i dont know how you hold an insurance of the upcoming relationship. so. to play safe, i choose to walk on my own. maybe being a single is not that bad anymore. i believe i still have my girls with me when i need someone to be with. and yes, i can always talk to god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112843058670460801?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112843058670460801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112843058670460801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112843058670460801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112843058670460801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/10/bloggie-bloggie.html' title='bloggie bloggie'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112808894120290471</id><published>2005-09-30T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T22:02:21.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonders</title><content type='html'>i actually doubt my judgement sometimes. maybe i did something that i shouldn't. i think i really did. thought that after voicing it out, things may get better. but i guess that is the stupidest thing i have ever did. so i wonder why am i so dumb. now. we hardly talk. sometimes we don't even talk in the day. this really upset me. am i being too sensitive?? or is it that he is just too tired after a long day. gosh. all the possibilities' running through my mind. not that he must do what i want. aarrrgg. i don't know what am i talking about. i think i've mention before. that i hate this kind of feeling. all the lost, confused, expects... too much emotions to handle. i wish i could tell you how much i miss you, but i didnt. because i know you will only say "oh, so sweet". i know i expect more than that and i know that your aware of it too. all i need was a simply "i miss you too" but you will never take the initiative to say it out. which makes me look like as though i am throwing myself to you, make me look like a fool. you said you like me too. but i don't feel it AT ALL. am feeling quite tired. yet don't wish to let go. do you think i should? but i am afraid that this will be a foolish move again. i am too afraid to make any decision. and this feeling is torturing. it's too much to bare. maybe i should give up, and be friends. maybe that is what we're destiny to be. maybe it's time for me to wake up from my fairy dream. fairytales don't exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112808894120290471?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112808894120290471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112808894120290471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112808894120290471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112808894120290471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/wonders.html' title='wonders'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112782188686663175</id><published>2005-09-27T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T19:51:26.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farded up</title><content type='html'>know what happen?? my mum just asked me to go tze chi and help out. and the day happens to fall on a saturday. then of cuz. i said i can't. who don't know that saturday i am going church?? then she should know that i couldn't make it. i mean, she knows it wat, then why make sucha big fuss?? hello?? something's wrong in there?? i am a christian, yet i'm going for this buddist volunteery work association just for the sake of you. just because you say that if i dun go. you will feel difficult cuz you do not know how to explain to those shi gu and shu buo. i personally dislike going there, putting the false attitude and the fake smile. do you ever ask?? no. I AM A CHRISTIAN!!!!! so stop trying to lie to yourself that i dont know what am i doing. aaarrrggg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you started saying that i have been rising my voice over the phone at you. HELLO again. you know that my phone is spoiled. so i always have to on the bloody speaker in order to hear you, and you always can hear my bloody voice. so i have no choice but to shout. SO ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY THAT YOU CANT DIFFERENT SHAPE BEING RUDE OR SHOUTING JUST TO LET YOU HEAR?? if you cant, i think there's nothing else more to sya. you just dun understand and you refuses to understand. your always jumping into conclusion. i'm really feeling damn sick and tired of your fucked up attitude. somtimes i just fine it hard to communicate with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112782188686663175?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112782188686663175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112782188686663175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112782188686663175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112782188686663175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/farded-up.html' title='farded up'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112781676113261030</id><published>2005-09-27T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T18:26:01.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lame</title><content type='html'>just read the article about this guy got public canning just because he badmouth about his teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how lame can it get?? my gosh. if i didnt get it wrong. this is suppose to be a personnal blog isnt it?? which means this is a online-diary. writing whatever i wish to write about. so if we can't even voice out what our heart is feeling. what's the point of blogging then?? it is impossible that we people just blog about our daily routine. i think this is damn unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as one of the student said. if the teachers only want to see we student writing about good stuff about them. wouldn't it be damn fake?? i think this is phycho. do you like that student cuz he/she is writing good stuff about you and you will hate that student cuz he/she badmouth about you?? that is totally sick!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't tell me that teachers don't gossip or badmouth about other people. if you say you don't. you just lied. see. everyone in this world is not perfect, so are you gonna can everyone int his world?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in singapore. you can actually sue that person if you have the evidence that he/she badmouth about you in their blog. ^%#$&amp;%^(*%&amp;^Y#$^#&amp;^%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112781676113261030?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112781676113261030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112781676113261030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112781676113261030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112781676113261030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/lame.html' title='lame'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112765302862336049</id><published>2005-09-25T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T20:57:08.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all cried out  by allure</title><content type='html'>All alone on a Sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;Outside I see the rain is falling, falling &lt;br /&gt;Inside I'm slowly dying &lt;br /&gt;But the rain will hide my crying, crying, crying&lt;br /&gt;And you...&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know my tears will burn the pillow&lt;br /&gt;Set this place on fire &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm tired of your lie&lt;br /&gt;All I needed was a simple "Hello"&lt;br /&gt;But the traffic was so noisy that you could not hear me cry&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my love in vain&lt;br /&gt;My body never knew such pleasure &lt;br /&gt;My heart never knew such pain&lt;br /&gt;(And you) You leave me so confused&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all cried out, over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[112]&lt;br /&gt;ooh&lt;br /&gt;Cryin' over you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never wanted to see things your way&lt;br /&gt;Had to go astray&lt;br /&gt;For why was I such a fool (Why was I such a fool?)&lt;br /&gt;Now I see that the grass is greener&lt;br /&gt;Is it too late for me to find my way home&lt;br /&gt;How could I be so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Allure]&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me all alone&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know my tears will cause an inferno&lt;br /&gt;Romance up in flames&lt;br /&gt;Why should I take the blame?&lt;br /&gt;You were the one who left me neglected (So sorry baby)&lt;br /&gt;Apology not accepted&lt;br /&gt;Add me to the broken hearts you've collected&lt;br /&gt;I gave you all of me (Gave you all of me)&lt;br /&gt;How was I to know&lt;br /&gt;You would weaken so easily&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do (I don't know what to do)&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all cried out (All cried out)&lt;br /&gt;Over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my love in vain&lt;br /&gt;My body never knew such pleasure&lt;br /&gt;My heart never knew such pain&lt;br /&gt;And you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[112]&lt;br /&gt;You left me so confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Allure]&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all cried out&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all cried out&lt;br /&gt;Over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[112]&lt;br /&gt;so sorry baby, please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this song is damn sad. don't worry, i am not sad. =))i'm okayy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112765302862336049?l=nicoletheprincess.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-7962140.post-112711782927195056</id><published>2005-09-19T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T16:17:09.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeshyesh</title><content type='html'>oh lala. i'm home. was at kap just now. were studying peacefully until some school-girls came and started taking the peace away from me. With their typical whinny voice. gosh. even after much hints like frowning at them, smacking the pen down loudly and stuffing fingers in ears OBVIOUSLY. they are just so immute to thing like this i guess. One of the girl was like, talking at the top of her voice?? she must have a powerful lungs in her. even after much "ssshhhh" from her friend, i think it just kinda makes her think that it's a encouragement of talking even louder. so i prayed to god, asking for patients and asked him to drive those noise away from me aet me concentrate. well, that girl must be some kinda satan's good buddy or something, she distracted me like nobody's business. so. i'd decided to have a change of seats. to a much quieter place. AND COME TO MY HORROR.........  a bunch of guy version of those school-girls seated themseleves behind me and did things similar. WHAT IS THE WORLD GOING ON???? CAN'T YOU JUST LET ME STUDY PEACEFULY????? i dun care anymore. i cant take this. so i packed my bag and walked away lookinf pissed-fully cool towards the door. PUSHED the door AGAIN whereby it was suppose to be PULL. "BANGGGG" such a soft bang which cause so little attraction huh?? i'm not embarrased at a not at all. so i said to myself that i won't step into kap in the next coming months or years. this isn't the first tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(was waiting for his msg the whole day but nuts came, kinda disappointed but guess he is not free =)) that's what i can say to myself now, cant say much in any way, cuz we are nothing)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112711782927195056?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112711782927195056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112711782927195056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112711782927195056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112711782927195056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/yeshyesh.html' title='yeshyesh'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112678896976260427</id><published>2005-09-15T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T20:56:09.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know i know</title><content type='html'>alrite. i know i shouldnt be feeling sad or disappointed cuz this is all expected. but well, this is human reaction. you cant stop me from this, i'm really upset. like. just not being able to play for school and being in the team. okayyokayy. wateva. i dun wish to tok about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. after training. i went to meet him. hahah. i think his damn cute la. as in. he is very nice and all. but weather he REALLY is like that, i dunno. but i wish this is just the way he is. =)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. &lt;br /&gt;chao;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112678896976260427?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112678896976260427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112678896976260427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112678896976260427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112678896976260427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-know-i-know.html' title='i know i know'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112673865990210037</id><published>2005-09-15T06:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T06:57:39.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i tot i did</title><content type='html'>right, didnt i said that i'm not coming online the the previous second entry?? but end up i did, coming everyday some more. i really need some self-disipline. =)) alrite. i know this entries' kinda "too-early" for the day. hahah.  i'll do the explaination now. i got out of the house. knowing that i'll sweat like shit if i walk to the MRT station with my weighting bag. so i plan to walk to the bus stop behind instead. well, i follow my heart and got myself there. Oo. my bus came and guess what happen?? i didnt bring my student-pass. whoawhoa. so i hafta go home and take it. after searching for it, i was kinda feeling hot. so i sat infront of the fan cool myself. GUESS WHAT HAPPEN NEXT?? i missed the time, and i dunwan to do detention. SO in other words, i'm not oging school today. maybe i will. but not so early. later on maybe. gosh. i hate this la. and i wonder what time will my mum's coming home later. gotta leave the house  before she comes home. =)) but if she's coming home like in the afternoon or something. then i shall just go for training then. hahah. i'm bad. i know. maybe i shall sudy. later on. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112673865990210037?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112673865990210037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112673865990210037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112673865990210037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112673865990210037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-tot-i-did.html' title='i tot i did'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112636366677899052</id><published>2005-09-10T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T22:47:47.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speechless</title><content type='html'>well. i just dunno what to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally cant accept the fact that she had made up sucha decision. &lt;br /&gt;you have always been just like my pillar. &lt;br /&gt;someone i lean on.&lt;br /&gt;someone i i have always looked up to.&lt;br /&gt;someone whom i have always trusted.&lt;br /&gt;someone whom had always know when is my lowest time and had always speak to me and give me words of god.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how am i suppose to feel. sad or disappointed?? or both?? &lt;br /&gt;dammit. i feel the lost again. why?? just why are you the one who is giving me this kinda feeling?? what's there to explain?? what else to explain?? gosh. i'm really disappointed. it's like. i've looked up to you so much. forget it. i just felt betrayed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112636366677899052?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112636366677899052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112636366677899052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112636366677899052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112636366677899052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/speechless.html' title='speechless'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112563222815417921</id><published>2005-09-02T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T11:37:08.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>right. i went back saintmargs tt day. watched the performance and all. kinda miss the school. =)) wish to get back there and study. hahah. dreaming?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaex. there's something that i wanna make clean with kerry if she ever read my blog. this part during the concert. hash was seated two rows infront of me. (logic 1) if she ever stands up, i will definately not miss the moves rite?? alrite. that's wat hash did, she stood up. she was walking towards kerry to tok to her. i watched her (hash). not for long tho. i continue looking. not at kerry nor hash, but just plainly at that direction.  (logic 2) whenever thing that's pictured infront of your eyes moves, you will notice and look rite?? so i noticed someone was looking at me. with normal reaction. i look back rite?? yess. i looked back and it was kerryn looking. WITH NORMAL REACTION AGAIN, i quickly recover and look to another direction. WHICH SOMEHOW LOOKED AS THOUGH I WAS CAUGHT LOOKING AT HER SO I TURNED, THOSE KINDA THING?? BUT NO!!! i wasn't looking at her okayy. i swear i wasn't. though it just plainly look like it but it's not. so i wish you could understand incase you misunderstand again. yepp. (hope you read this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. aniwaex. i wouldn't be coming online for a period of time. will be studying. hmmm. meanwhile.&lt;br /&gt;1) i won't be studying out so dun bother asking. (even if i do, will be the library)&lt;br /&gt;2) if i off my phone. leave a msg then&lt;br /&gt;3) i wont be going out. so dun call and temp me. &lt;br /&gt;4) pray for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this will start with immediate effect from today and it will not end till my exam's over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your cooperation and sorry for the inconvinient cause.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112563222815417921?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112563222815417921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112563222815417921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112563222815417921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112563222815417921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112489084706055948</id><published>2005-08-24T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T21:40:47.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sighs</title><content type='html'>mum's setting off to batam tomorrow. so i'll stay a night at my dad's house. which means i whouldn't be coming online tomorrow. just ring me up or send a msg of your looking for me. thankx peep. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112489084706055948?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112489084706055948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112489084706055948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112489084706055948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112489084706055948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/sighs.html' title='sighs'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112411371940864172</id><published>2005-08-15T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T21:48:39.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>haven blogging for a long time again yeah?? hahha. i realised that there sint much things to blog about recently. cuz it's almost the same thing that's going on everyday. quite boring huh?? hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training today. damn bloody sad la. I CANT GET INTO SRC!!!!! i really wan to cry already lo. it's like. there's really no more hope for me la. wat else can i do?? can someone please enlight me?? it's like. so freaking irritating when i cant achieve anything in netball la. just think about it will make me cry la. fark up lo. really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112411371940864172?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112411371940864172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112411371940864172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112411371940864172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112411371940864172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112350202141015754</id><published>2005-08-08T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T19:53:41.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kinda pissed</title><content type='html'>okayy. lemme voice out what had happen today. today. as i was on my way to school. i was like asking michelle if we are going out later. but she said that she'll tok to mi later. ok. so i waited. but after that, she told me that they're going carryl's house and study. i was like. WHAT?? so you guys plan to go without me la. liek fuck lo. it's like. so you guys have never think about me at all la. whereby i alwaex put you guys at the first place. maybe you guys just didnt treat me as one rite form the start. just take it as i'm a nuisence who tag along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112350202141015754?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112350202141015754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112350202141015754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112350202141015754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112350202141015754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/kinda-pissed.html' title='kinda pissed'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112341860205065364</id><published>2005-08-07T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T20:43:23.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why cant i??</title><content type='html'>i just wonder, why is it that all my life. everything that i do. i cant excel in it. why is it thta i can only be a small player in it. in primary school. i am only a reserve in the volleyball team. when i got into st margs. i am only a normal player in the bball team. when i'm in west spring bball team. same. now when i'm in the netball team. i'm still the same. it's not like i dun train hard. it's not like i dun train extra on my own. why?? the reason why i train extra hard is bcuz i wan to excel in it. and be someone with name. i wan to be someone who is regonised. in something that i do. but why?? just why?? is it that i'm not up to the standard?? i wan to be who i wan to be!!! god. can you please grant my wish plz?? i beg you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112341860205065364?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112341860205065364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112341860205065364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112341860205065364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112341860205065364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/why-cant-i.html' title='why cant i??'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112325926934008676</id><published>2005-08-06T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T00:27:49.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have you ever - brandy</title><content type='html'>Have you ever loved somebody so much it makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever needed somethin' so bad you can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words but they don't come out right&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love&lt;br /&gt;Been in love so bad&lt;br /&gt;You'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;To make them understand&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had someone&lt;br /&gt;Steal your heart away&lt;br /&gt;You'd give anything, oh&lt;br /&gt;To make them feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever searched for words to get you in their heart&lt;br /&gt;But you don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know where to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much it makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever needed somethin' so bad you can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words but they don't come out right&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever found the one &lt;br /&gt;You dreamed of all your life&lt;br /&gt;You'd do just about anything&lt;br /&gt;To look into their eyes&lt;br /&gt;Have you finally found the one&lt;br /&gt;You've given your heart to&lt;br /&gt;Only to find that one&lt;br /&gt;Won't give their heart to you&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever closed your eyes and dreamed that they were there&lt;br /&gt;And all you can do is wait&lt;br /&gt;For the day when they will care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved somebody&lt;br /&gt;(So much)&lt;br /&gt;So much&lt;br /&gt;(Makes you cry)&lt;br /&gt;Makes you wanna break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;(Somethin' so bad)&lt;br /&gt;So, so bad&lt;br /&gt;(Sleep at night)&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words but they don't&lt;br /&gt;(Come out right)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, have you ever&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever, ever, ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I gotta do to get you in my arms, baby&lt;br /&gt;What do I gotta say to get to your heart&lt;br /&gt;To make you understand&lt;br /&gt;How I need you next to me&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get you in my world&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby, I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much it makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever needed somethin' so bad you can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Have you (have you, have you ever needed) ever tried to find the words &lt;br /&gt;But they don't come out right&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much it makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever needed somethin' so bad you can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words but they don't come out right&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever, ever, ever&lt;br /&gt;Oh, have you ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112325926934008676?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112325926934008676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112325926934008676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112325926934008676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112325926934008676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/have-you-ever-brandy.html' title='have you ever - brandy'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112299474376953545</id><published>2005-08-02T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T22:59:03.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why??</title><content type='html'>guess what. my brother's shifting out. to whatever place his going to. well. i hate to say this but, i'm definatly going to miss him, real much. though we're not that close, but at lease i gets to see him twice per week. Now that his leaving, this house will only left me and my mum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just refuse to see this happen, why on earth that this family is spreaded in this way? honestly speaking, i hate it when i have to tell the others that i'm from a broken family. yes, i'm just jealous of people sharing about times they spent with their father or how they had fun over the weekend with their family members. it really doesnt matter if my dad's a man of few words, it doesnt matters if life will be more restricted, pressure will be poured down on me. infact, i would enjoy this kind of life. though i know freedom is the greatest hope of many out there, but i would be willing to give it up for a proper family. just my dad, mum, brother and me. that would satisfy me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just a dream after all. i dont know if this will ever going to happen, but for this moment or the near future. i can say we're nowhere there. sometimes i would wonder. would it ever be a day this family get back to how it suppose to be? it's not that i dislike auntie tina, it's just that, after all, she's the cause of it. i couldn;e abandon this thought or rather refuse to. claudia is really lucky to have such a complete family. but she's young to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112299474376953545?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112299474376953545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112299474376953545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112299474376953545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112299474376953545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/why.html' title='why??'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112195279278132617</id><published>2005-07-21T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T21:33:12.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fard up</title><content type='html'>today is realli not my day, had training just now. as you know. our court is at the car park. so just now. mr singh and THAT yassin is trying to drive his car out. after he drove his car out of the parking space. mr singh stopped his car. so i tot it's because he wants us to take the ball away cuz it's kinda blocking the way. so i went over and picked the ball up. and this is wat happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr yassin: nicole!! plz have some sence la. the car is moving and you just dashed out like this&lt;br /&gt;me: i tot the ball was blocking (normal tone of voice)&lt;br /&gt;mr yassin: nicole. go to the office now. i dun wan to see you in netball anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck rite?? hello?? i dun think that you have sence whereby i do have it with me all the time. i mean. plz la. YOUR CAR ISNT MOVING AT ALL!! the team can witness that. and you actually said that the car is moving?? are you still dreaming? i'm not like d other students. i have my pride. yet you scolded me infront of the whole netball team??well. i have been tolerating you ever since the day i step into the school. i will make sure you'll pay for this. if i dun make you apologise to me. my name is not nicole kerryn au zhuo xin. and i mean wat i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so sorry. i wun be out of netball just because you dun wan me to. so stop thinking that your some kinda big shot in school. cuz your not. and you'll nv be one. sickening face you have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112195279278132617?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112195279278132617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112195279278132617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112195279278132617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112195279278132617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/fard-up_21.html' title='fard up'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112177963883685975</id><published>2005-07-19T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T21:27:18.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shut the **** up</title><content type='html'>i hate it when you act as though there's nothing happen after you know it well that you've irritated me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant you just leave me alone? i know wat i'm doing and i know wat i should do. so stop your crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldnt say this kinda thing about our parents. but sometimes it's realli beyond my toleration. aaarrrgggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so fard-up. shuts. i just wan to be alone. so stop toking and LEAVE ME ALONE!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have your temper. so do i.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112177963883685975?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112177963883685975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112177963883685975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112177963883685975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112177963883685975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/shut-up.html' title='shut the **** up'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112169812973404767</id><published>2005-07-18T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T22:48:49.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>i've finally regain my password. thank god. cuz today is realli one day that i wan to blog about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training today. damn shrek. i dunno wat's wrong with myself. cant even do my passes well. AND wat's wrong with my landing foot??? aarrrggg.. i realli realli have to put in more more more effort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dun think i've ever say it out b4. my dream for netball is to improve my skills real fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there alot of things i needa do. &lt;br /&gt;1. improve my skills&lt;br /&gt;2. get into a netball club&lt;br /&gt;3. play in nationals!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know how much effort i needa put in for that?? ALOT!! so now. netball will be my life!! and i'm gonna quit band for netball. so that i can train myself everyday. i'm still considering la. but most prob that'll be the case la. i realli reallli wanna excel in netball. i may not be the best player. but i wan to at lease be a netball player that can play in nationals. really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please. this is my greatest dream. so please please please. torelate with me if i'm too into it. that's just cuz i wan to achieve my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm realli reali gonna train all day. and i mean ALL DAY. thanks to felicia for giving me her help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training and training&lt;br /&gt;that's all i wan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112169812973404767?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112169812973404767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112169812973404767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112169812973404767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112169812973404767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112123488245206894</id><published>2005-07-13T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T14:08:02.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing much to say</title><content type='html'>i'm having this thing on my mind now which i dunno how to voice it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaarrrggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you do, just say it&lt;br /&gt;if you dun, tell mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun like to guess, i dun like to hang there halfway in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is either you just drop mi down, or you lift mi up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i sounded pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;situation is forcing me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's okay if it's just me who gets the wrong signal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just take it as your just a nice guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant you do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telling me wat's going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i feel kinda stupid. cuz i doubt this person will ever know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112123488245206894?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112123488245206894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112123488245206894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112123488245206894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112123488245206894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/nothing-much-to-say.html' title='nothing much to say'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112114672298222227</id><published>2005-07-12T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T13:38:42.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate it</title><content type='html'>firstly. i have parent that doesnt care about mi. i'd sprin-ed my ankle yesterday. SO. i took about an hour to go home. cuz i needa walk realli slow to the busstop. you guys know the pain rite? BUT, my MUM  DONT!! she was angry that i was home late. but hello. know what's the reason. if i can walk properly, of cuz i will be home earlier la. but i cant la. cant you just understand? NO. she CANT. she remain pissed at me. so she decided to gimme that fard-up face at me. AND KNOW WAT?? she didnt even ask if i;'m okayy. NOT AT ALL. i'm not lying. she didnt AT ALL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today morning. she called. askin me to call my dad to bring to the doctor or something. but. another one. HE DIDNT WAN TO. CUZ HE SAID THAT LATER AFTER LUNCH HE HAS NO TIME ALRD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone tell mi wan kinda parents isit? i am injured here. yet even my parents dun care. imagine claudia is injured or anything. I'M SURE YOU WILL RUSH HOME IMMEDIATELY. hello. i am your daughter too. do you know that? are you aware of that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can my parents show mi care?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112114672298222227?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112114672298222227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112114672298222227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112114672298222227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112114672298222227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-hate-it.html' title='i hate it'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112074450997067765</id><published>2005-07-07T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T21:55:10.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loads to tok about</title><content type='html'>today. I HAD IT SPENDING TIRED-LY. we had training. A TOUGH ONE. all the push-ups, sit-ups, jumping and hop-ing. hahha. so i'm very tired. yeppyepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly. i'm very happy that my defending skills is improving. really glad. am glad that at lease i didnt stay at the same position. after so much of playing and training. thank god that i'm doing well now. BUT. of cuz there's still room for improvment. alot to improve still. realli hope i could improve fast. cuz i wan to join clubs so that i could play in games. i dun wanna waste anymore time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly. i'm very upset. that allyssa and me is drifting so far away. really. and wat upset me the most is that our friendship onli last for awhile. and that makes me wanna cry. i tot that we could realli be best fren forever. but i didnt expect that. our friendship is only this short. tell mi wat am i suppose to do?? she could have time to go out with her other frenz. me? i know i sound like i'm in love with her or wateva la. BUT CAN ANYONE UNDERSTAND?? now it seems to be like just another fren of hers. but she's not just a fren to me. where is those times when we spend tgt with pris soonheng and dyan?? i realli dun wann to accept the fact that we are actually just frenx for awhile. aaarrrggg. think about it will just make my upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly. i've invited hilary and hui ying today. to come for CRAVE SERVICE!! heex. i think should be okayy ba. though they say they will answer mi today but haven answer me yet. hahha. nvm la. tmr i will pray again before i look for them again. THEN. they will come. muahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112074450997067765?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112074450997067765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112074450997067765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112074450997067765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112074450997067765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/loads-to-tok-about.html' title='loads to tok about'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112066052612799786</id><published>2005-07-06T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T22:35:26.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so stupid</title><content type='html'>know wat. haha. i think i'm moving back to god now. i can feel that. hahahaha. hmmm. aniwaex. had band today. so tired ohx. cuz i was trying very hard to get the tune. heex. okayy. yep. went to cg after that. haha. played cathing. damn funny. we were onli suppose to run within the small area. but sheryl and i was so afraid of getting caught. so we went all the way to the the other side and cut tru great treat to get back. hahha. so cheater la. hahah. nvm la. aniwaex. KNOW WAT??? JOANNA'S MY SHEPHERD!!!!!!! muahahahha. i'm so happy la. hahahahahahahah. kk. aniwaex. after when i reach clementi. GOD WANTS ME TO EVANGELISE. so i went. heex. but could find noone. onli when i'm crossing the road to my house. i saw this jc gal. tot i could have invite her. but lack or courage. so i decided to walk infront of her. thinking that she will walk behind mi. but end up. after when i decided to stop and turn. she didnt even walk behind mi at all la. she went to another side. so like that funny la. wata lo. haix. so next time. i shouldnt hesitate. just ask. yesh. muahahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112066052612799786?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112066052612799786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112066052612799786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112066052612799786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112066052612799786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-stupid.html' title='so stupid'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112047418078385159</id><published>2005-07-04T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T18:49:40.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fard up</title><content type='html'>i seriously dun understand wat's going on with my family. everyone is just being pissed with each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum throw her temper at mi and my brother for nothing. just cuz she's not in a good mood. attitude huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother's 8250's gone. and all of them are thinking that i'm the one who took it. aaarrrggg. PLEASE LA. i have my own phone. wat for i take yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad just wan to be an asshole who get pissed over a box of cookies. wat do you wan mi to do? wan mi to go in malaysia just to help you take it out isit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so vexed now. why is the family all like this? why is it that everyone is giving attitude? very fun is it. dun you know that i'm very irritated? and just cause i'm the youngest one. so i cant say anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mum scolded mi cuz i found out that she's smoking. and all i did is just asking her why is she still smoking cuz she promised that she will stop. but now. she scolded mi cuz she say that i dun understand her. shit you la. last time when i have a hard time to quit smoking. wat did you say to mi? you say that i am just finding excuses. now? wat are you trying to do??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112047418078385159?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112047418078385159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112047418078385159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112047418078385159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112047418078385159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/fard-up.html' title='fard up'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-112022473625865990</id><published>2005-07-01T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T21:32:16.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah J!! read this</title><content type='html'>weiwei!! how are you ar? good? hope so. =)) anyway leh, i ask you to read this leh, is beacause there is something i wan to tell you ar. but shy wor, so write here lo. dun mind gwa? hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually. i realli dun mind going back with you. just that. i dun wan history to repeat itself. i dun wan you to walk out on mi ever again. i wan to break is because i dun realli trust in long-distants relationship. with the way you ingores me for the last three weeks. but if your realli sincere. and your realli realli serious. i wun mind getting back with you.but alwaex keep up to your promise please. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rmb. your giving me a promise. so dun break it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tok to you soon. bye&lt;br /&gt;uoyevoli&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-112022473625865990?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112022473625865990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=112022473625865990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112022473625865990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/112022473625865990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/ah-j-read-this.html' title='ah J!! read this'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111996601934860889</id><published>2005-06-28T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T21:40:19.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so long</title><content type='html'>i has been so long so long so long seens i've bogged?? no la. it's just onli 4 days? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.went out today. with lex, claud and ga je.. woohoo. think the last time when onli the the three of us went out was many many years ago. and i'm realli realli glad that we can come out tgt again. heex. aniwaex. today's lex's bdae. HAPPT BDAE LEX!! heex. love ya too bits. hope you enjoy yourself today ya? and.. yesh. we shall go zouk tmr!! heex. for the sake of you okayy. see. i'm sucha great fren. after... hmmm.. 5 years!!!! whoa. that so long. hahha. went tru alot tgt ya? the three of us? heex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND!! it's shaoyan's and ying hui's bdae today too!! so many bdae babies. tsktsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAE TO ALL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111996601934860889?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111996601934860889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111996601934860889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111996601934860889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111996601934860889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-long.html' title='so long'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111951192261365608</id><published>2005-06-23T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T15:32:03.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=))</title><content type='html'>maybe cuz now i'm here. i feel so secure. i nolonger have the worries now. no more fear. now. i'm realli relax. and i'm happy. yep. i can tell. that i'm happier. though i'm not realli used to the enviroment. but it's alrite. wateva it is. i know i'm safe here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111951192261365608?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111951192261365608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111951192261365608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111951192261365608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111951192261365608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='=))'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111898625357873257</id><published>2005-06-17T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T13:30:53.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nts</title><content type='html'>nothing matters anymore. just within a nite. thankx for the hurts. thankx for all the horrid memoies you've brought into my life. and thankx for smacking me down flat on ground after having me brought high up. i dunno wat have i done. to deserve all this from you. this had proven one thing. this earth has no love. not at all. so there's no use for treating others nice. cuz noone in this earth deserves to be loved.sofuck to all the couples and fuck to all the pretending fuck fakers. i hate you and i hate everyone else. i hate you and i realli do. FUCK. ALL OF YOU ARE NOTHING BUT BLOODY FUCKERS. SHIT. JUST SHIT. DUN BOTHER. DUN BOTHER ME. NOONE SHOULD BOTHER ABOUT ANYTHING. LIARS. EVERYONE IS FUCKING LYING. HELL YOU GO. ALL OF YOU SHOULD GO TO HELL. JUST FUCK OFF FROM EARTH. DUN STAY ON THIS EARTH AND TORTURE AND CHEAT. MAYBE IT'S FUN TO HURT. MAYBE I SHOULD TRY TO. FUCK. MOTHER FUCK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111898625357873257?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111898625357873257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111898625357873257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111898625357873257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111898625357873257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/06/nts.html' title='nts'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111884651880052537</id><published>2005-06-15T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T22:41:58.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing compares</title><content type='html'>It's been seven hours and  fifteen days&lt;br /&gt;since you took your love away&lt;br /&gt;I go out every night and sleep all day&lt;br /&gt;since you took your love away&lt;br /&gt;since you've been gone I can do whatever I want&lt;br /&gt;I can see whomever I choose&lt;br /&gt;I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant&lt;br /&gt;but nothing&lt;br /&gt;I said nothing can take away these blues,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause nothing compares&lt;br /&gt;nothing compares to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so lonely without you here&lt;br /&gt;like a bird without a song&lt;br /&gt;nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling&lt;br /&gt;tell me baby where did I go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;I could put my arms round every boy I see&lt;br /&gt;but they'd only remind me of you&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doctor guess what he told me&lt;br /&gt;guess what he told me&lt;br /&gt;he said girl you better try to have fun&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;but he's a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause nothing compares&lt;br /&gt;nothing compares to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the flowers that you planted momma&lt;br /&gt;in the backyard&lt;br /&gt;all died when you went away&lt;br /&gt;I know that living with you, baby, was sometimes hard&lt;br /&gt;but I'm willing to give it another try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing compares&lt;br /&gt;nothing compares to you (3x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111884651880052537?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111884651880052537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111884651880052537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111884651880052537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111884651880052537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/06/nothing-compares.html' title='nothing compares'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111851026230001768</id><published>2005-06-12T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T01:17:42.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahah</title><content type='html'>heex. i'm now in my an other uncle's house. hahaha. cuz that fucker's going to hospital today. muahahhaha. i'm like. damn happie larrs. hahhaa. aniwaex. went out with jarome today. to chung sha wan. heex. did nth much larr. just walking around again. hahha. like that's the onli thing to do. haha. okayy la. we did some shopping too. his damn nice larrs. he really dun mind shopping with me. like. he dun mind if i stop at a place for too long or something like that. mane nice rite? i know. hahah. aniwaex. yep. then we went to eat sushi. heex. his treat again. he paid for alot of stuff today. all my drinks and all my junk food. hahah. so nice lorrs. haha. yep. after dinner. we went to watch house of the wax. whoa. not scary larrs. hahah. and. there's alot of times i realised that i acidentally hold his arm when it comes to the scary part. hahhaha. quite ma lu ar. haha. yep. then he sent me home. and we WALKED HOME. haha. it's vert far from the mrt to my uncle's house. it's very very far. but cuz dunno why. we both suggested to walk tgt. hah. so we walked home. i almost die la. the journey confirm not long ar. haha. but!! i enjoy the walk. cuzweholdhands. hahahahha. dunno why. i'm happy. but yet not that glad. cuz i think thing's moving too fast. yepyepp. aniwaex. end here then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111851026230001768?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111851026230001768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111851026230001768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111851026230001768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111851026230001768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/06/hahah.html' title='hahah'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111841978365879337</id><published>2005-06-10T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T00:09:43.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cant waits</title><content type='html'>went out today. early in the morning. went to meet boogie. went yam cha first. then after that. went all the way to shung shui. not far la. after that. think we took about 15 mins just to walk in the village. not far la. then the dog ar. not big la. haha. after that. spent abut 3-4 hours there. then leave the place. again another 15 mins walk. hahha. went to hong hum fro dinner. whoa. super full. the place there is nice. cuz the place that we ate our dinner is called "kopitiam" whoa. so singapore feel larrs. hahaha. and guess wat. there's indian delight there. they have fishball noodles there. they hai nan chicken rice there. and they even have ice kachang, ching teng, tao suan. hahha. alot more. simply love that place much. hahaha. hmmm. after that we all went home. and i hafta go home alone la. cuz noone stays near me. dotx. aniwaex. yep. i took train home. so hafta syop at lai king and change trian. whoa whoa. the train didnt take 7 mins to come larrs. so long lorrs. i was so tired. so i decided to move a step backward so that i could lean on the wall. AND. i didnt know dere's a guy standing behind me. and i just went to lean on him. happily larrs. and i was like. so pai seh larrs. so i quickly apologise. arrgg. so maluating. hahhaa. okayy nvm. so i decided to walk as far as i could. BUT. he suddenly pulled my hand. and say "mou so wai ga, lei kei hai dou la" -totally dotx- okayy. so i was like. okayy. i stood there. without knowing wat to do / say. den suddenly. he started toking to me. and know wat? his name is jarome. nice name huh? hahha  he stays beside me. which is next to my auntie's house. whoa whoa. not qiu at all ar. hahha. aniwaex. yahx. his damn cute la. his so tall. half a head i guess. hahha. dunno why. things started so awkwardly but yet we can be so firendly. so after that. we walked home. like duh. think wat? i'll run up and say bye bye? of cuz not. hahhaha. Oo ya. he bought mi a packet of chewing gum. hahhaha. then. when we reach. hahahhahahaha. he said " wai. teng yat yiu mm yiu tong ngor chuk d hoi ar" Oo my goodness. i jus drop and die on the spot larr. okayy. wat he said is "hey. tmr wan to go out with me?" hahaha. so. of cuz. i agreed. cuz just nice. and thank god. i can go out tmr. HAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA. finally. a day. that i am happy. hahahhaha. gosh. his so damn cute. hahahha. cant wait for tmr. hahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111841978365879337?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111841978365879337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111841978365879337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111841978365879337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111841978365879337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/06/cant-waits.html' title='cant waits'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111828977913144055</id><published>2005-06-09T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T12:02:59.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh</title><content type='html'>okayy. i'm god damn happy now. cuz i got 2nd in class for mid exam. hahhha. i'm damn happy now. hahaha. cuz i've improved. though i'm not really please with my maths and science. cuz i know i didnt do well. and i did reali bad. cuz it's onli "just pass". haix. shouldnt have played so much. sighs. yao jou ji mou hat yi la. so freaking true larrs. so shit. okayy. nvm. i'm bored. as usual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111828977913144055?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111828977913144055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111828977913144055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111828977913144055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111828977913144055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/06/gosh.html' title='gosh'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111789718441194036</id><published>2005-06-04T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T22:59:44.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at last!!</title><content type='html'>hmm. sorry for not blogging for sucha a long time, i didnt have a chance to aniwaex. hmmm. i duno wat to blog also. cuz like nth to blog. bit boring ar. days have been the sme this few days. just that this few days i getta go out for awhile.  quite fan larrs. but abit boring cuz everyday got eh same place. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaex. i'm freaking bored and dying to go back singapore. i miss it so much larrs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111789718441194036?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962140.post-111713422776253864</id><published>2005-05-27T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T03:03:47.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyy peeps!!</title><content type='html'>sorry that i took sucha long time to blog. cuz i dun have a com at where i'm staying at rite now. which is my grandparent's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. PEEPS. i mish you guys so much cann?? you'll nv know the feeling i'm having now. it's like. no friends here larrs. haix. just hope that i can come back whenever i can and i pray that it's be soon. haix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALLYSSA!!!! DONT YOU KNOW I MISS YA??? &lt;br /&gt;babe, you dunno how much pain you've put mi tru. you dunno how much i miss you. honestly speaking ar, yest i was looking at the neo that we took. and guess wat. i teared. i know this sound so -er-. but i dun care. just wan you to know that your someone that i'm dearly missing. serious. i miss all the times that we've shared tgt. yo've alrd left a great impact in my life. and you will be someone that i will nv nv nv  forget. hope you wun forgewt mi too. i'm not saying it just for the sake of saying. i know you know rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIAO'v!!! i read your blog. i know it's kinda saddening for you. but guess that's wat fate wan things going this way. but dun get too upset alrite? be glad that we have had a moment that we shared tgt b4. agree? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of ya. nomatter wat. tc of yourself. okayy? dun let anything happen to you guys. promise?? i'm missing you guys terribly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT SINGAPORE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111713422776253864?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111713422776253864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111713422776253864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111713422776253864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111713422776253864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/heyy-peeps.html' title='heyy peeps!!'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111677483874797026</id><published>2005-05-22T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T23:13:58.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>honestly speaking, i'm not realli in the mood to do anything now. cuz i dunno wat shall i do. i've just finnished packing my stuff. there's onli one bag. cuz my mum said that most of the thing i have here there also have. but know wat? all my fren's here but not there. i reallli realli miss everybody very very much. i dunno how to put it in words. just feeling very upset and lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wateva it is. i wanna say thank to jinqi (who acted innocent), xinyi, guan. kemmy. huiling. crystal, jane, choonmin, choonyee and shuyi. thankx for the surprise farewell party. and all the affirmation. will not let this time be forgotten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that i have lotsa thing that i cant let go off. though i alwaex say that singapore's boring. i dun mean it's not. but. at lease this is the place that i have been at for 11 years. at lease a peaceful life. aaarrgggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realli cant bring myself to forgive mu uncle. geez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR SERIOUSLY PISSING MI OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand it anymore. is there anyone out there that can understand my feeling rite now? the feeling of leaving almost every of your precious here??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone plz tell mi. how happy can i get??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111677483874797026?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111677483874797026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111677483874797026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111677483874797026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111677483874797026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111659959258527616</id><published>2005-05-20T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T22:33:12.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOSH!!! i cant believe that time passes so fast. it's alrd friday now. and i'm stil not ready to go. i reallli reali cant bare to leave every single thing here. i'm gonna cry now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was controling my tears in school today. i know i'm gonna miss every part of the school. all the staying back in school to play netball. EVERYTHING. feel that it's drifting further away from mi every single second. i dunwan to think about it. tears are gonna roll down now. i dun wanna cry. cuz i know if i start. i wun stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone plz tel mi. wat can i do now. feeling lost. i hate this feeling. realli. hate it whenever this feeling arise. fuck man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111659959258527616?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111659959258527616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111659959258527616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111659959258527616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111659959258527616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/gosh_20.html' title='gosh'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111633252939447288</id><published>2005-05-17T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T20:22:09.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>alrite. i'm ultra sad rite now.  cuz i'm so so so  damn gonna miss my frenx here. abuot all the things that we do tgt. just about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've got alot to say. but not realli in the mood to list down everything. wil try to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i would say that, allyssa. your gonna be badly missed by me. frankly speaking. i've alrd regard you as my best friend. though i may be just a norm fren to ya. watsoeva. i will definately not forget you. hope we'll still stay in touch with each other. cuz i aint willing to let this friendship to just fade off so soon. i wan it to last forever. though this may sound so mushy or wat eva. i dun care. you kbow i love you as a fren rite?? heex. so may you plz plz plz miss mi too. heex. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. all my netties. i realli realli dun bare to leave all of you. wat can say? just how am i suppose to discribe. how much i love you guys. all you. every single one. mean so much to mi. just how am i gonna live a life of not seeing you guys. haix. all this while. we've grown so much closer. though it's onli 5 months. but this is the best 5 months i would ever had. thankx all of you!! every single one. for helping mi be a better person. love all of you the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. this is to all the others of my frenz. i promise. alrite? i promise. i will nv ever forget anyone fo you. this is sucha pain that i hafta leave so soon. i may not even have a chance to see anyone of you in the near future. but still. none of you will be neglect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in bottomline. I LOVE ALL OF YA!!!!! ALWAEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for my uncle. though hw will nv get to see this.&lt;br /&gt;heyy bloody basturd uncle. listen carefully. i still hate you and i will alwaex do. not forgetting how much you've hurt me. for making my leave all my frenz in sucha sudden. and i would like to tell you that. not everything can be replaced by money. thankx for letting mi stay in sucha comtfy place. conda, maid , new hp, mp3, d-cam, laptop. whoa huh. i know all this money mean nth to you. but still. all this cant replaced the hurt and emptiness you causes mi to have. this is an unessary hurts. but i hafta get it. i dun think you  will ever feel the pain. nomatter what. i will not show any gratitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111633252939447288?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111633252939447288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111633252939447288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111633252939447288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111633252939447288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/sad_17.html' title='sad'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111633240437155480</id><published>2005-05-17T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T20:20:04.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>alrite. i'm ultra sad rite now.  cuz i'm so so so  damn gonna miss my frenx here. abuot all the things that we do tgt. just about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've got alot to say. but not realli in the mood to list down everything. wil try to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i would say that, allyssa. your gonna be badly missed by me. frankly speaking. i've alrd regard you as my best friend. though i may be just a norm fren to ya. watsoeva. i will definately not forget you. hope we'll still stay in touch with each other. cuz i aint willing to let this friendship to just fade off so soon. i wan it to last forever. though this may sound so mushy or wat eva. i dun care. you kbow i love you as a fren rite?? heex. so may you plz plz plz miss mi too. heex. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. all my netties. i realli realli dun bare to leave all of you. wat can say? just how am i suppose to discribe. how much i love you guys. all you. every single one. mean so much to mi. just how am i gonna live a life of not seeing you guys. haix. all this while. we've grown so much closer. though it's onli 5 months. but this is the best 5 months i would ever had. thankx all of you!! every single one. for helping mi be a better person. love all of you the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. this is to all the others of my frenz. i promise. alrite? i promise. i will nv ever forget anyone fo you. this is sucha pain that i hafta leave so soon. i may not even have a chance to see anyone of you in the near future. but still. none of you will be neglect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in bottomline. I LOVE ALL OF YA!!!!! ALWAEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for my uncle. though hw will nv get to see this.&lt;br /&gt;heyy bloody basturd uncle. listen carefully. i still hate you and i will alwaex do. not forgetting how much you've hurt me. for making my leave all my frenz in sucha sudden. and i would like to tell you that. not everything can be replaced by money. thankx for letting mi stay in sucha comtfy place. conda, maid , new hp, mp3, d-cam, laptop. whoa huh. i know all this money mean nth to you. but still. all this cant replaced the hurt and emptiness you causes mi to have. this is an unessary hurts. but i hafta get it. i dun think you  will ever feel the pain. nomatter what. i will not show any gratitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111633240437155480?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111633240437155480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111633240437155480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111633240437155480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111633240437155480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111599819029485605</id><published>2005-05-13T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T23:29:50.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>in the morning. i went to the the place to take my hk visa. but when we get there. finnish preparing everything alrd. then the person say that actualli we dun needa apply for visa. wata hell larrs. so shit lorrs. then it's like. wasted my 2 hours time. so i end up reaching sentosa at 11 plus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feli, allyssa and pris was tanning alrd. hhaha. so i  went to change and tan too. and guess what. I WORE BIKINI, it's the top onli larr.s haha. dun think so much ar. hah. okayy. and saw some old frenz. so pai seh.. i didnt say hi of cuz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i confirm never get burnt again larrs. all of us got burnt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to the toilet which is 200 m away. on the way. saw a mini water fountain. i wanted to wash those sands on my footy. so i wore that NO FRICTION slippers. and FALL. no pai seh at all wat. then allyssa also fall. hahhaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. then when home. suppose to meet angel but she cant make it in the end. haha. yesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chat with staey just now. was singing songs. so i suddenly rmb there;s this once that i tok to her on the phone. i kept singing and singing. then she said that when it's music onli then i will tok to her. then when the song comes alrd then i will suddenly sing again/ or sometimes when she asked mi a questioin. i wil answer her question going with the lyrics. haha. so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy/ my bro's coming back. gtg. tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111599819029485605?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111599819029485605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111599819029485605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111599819029485605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111599819029485605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111578699230674152</id><published>2005-05-11T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T12:49:52.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh</title><content type='html'>guess what. i'm going back hk for good this time. man. at first. my uncle said that the application for a vacancy to that school in hk most likely will be rejected. but now. it's approved. so i'm asked to go back. AS my uncle say that since i;m coming back. then might as well just stay and dun come back. if not very troublesome. and happily ask mi to attend the tuition that he had planned for mi. wata fuck larrs. did he ask mi any of this? no lorrs. why is he alwaex like this? his not even my dad larrs. then want mi to go according to his plan. then did he think about my plans? i know he meant good. but not in this way please. haix. i dunno wat can i do. guess i can just pled him. or maybe compromise with him again. but dun think he wil listen to mi. and i dunno why. my mum. the lady that understand mi the most. who jolly well know i dun wanna go back so soon. ask mi to go back also. i realli dunno wat more can i say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111578699230674152?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111578699230674152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111578699230674152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111578699230674152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111578699230674152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/gosh.html' title='gosh'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111573808304203165</id><published>2005-05-10T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:14:43.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all about you</title><content type='html'>It's all about you, it's all about you baby &lt;br /&gt;It's all about you, it's all about you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday you asked me something I thought you knew &lt;br /&gt;So I told you with a smile &lt;br /&gt;it's all about you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you whispered in my ear and you told me to &lt;br /&gt;Said you make my life worth while &lt;br /&gt;It's all about you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would answer all your wishes &lt;br /&gt;If you ask me to &lt;br /&gt;But if you deny me one of your kisses &lt;br /&gt;Don know what I do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me close and say three words like you used to do &lt;br /&gt;Dancing on the kitchen tiles it's all about you &lt;br /&gt;Yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life's all about you. but you dont know.&lt;br /&gt;and you'll never knew what you did that hurt me so much.&lt;br /&gt;and the pain is something you can never understand.&lt;br /&gt;those irresposible words you said to me.&lt;br /&gt;i'll nv want to hear it from you once again.&lt;br /&gt;it wil just hurt mi more.&lt;br /&gt;plz dun play with my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;when you know just wat i need.&lt;br /&gt;by doing so wil just make mi break down again.&lt;br /&gt;so keep mi away from the hate that i used to have.&lt;br /&gt;you have hurt mi engough.&lt;br /&gt;not a need to do it twice.&lt;br /&gt;if you'll feel satisfied funking with ppl's heart.&lt;br /&gt;dun let mi be the one who fufil your satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;for you dunno how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;dun lift mi so high and drop mi.&lt;br /&gt;just like that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111573808304203165?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111573808304203165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111573808304203165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111573808304203165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111573808304203165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-all-about-you.html' title='it&apos;s all about you'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111563593696370072</id><published>2005-05-09T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T18:52:16.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 days more</title><content type='html'>muahahahha. i'm feeling so excited. i'm flying in 15 days. hahhaha. think about it makes mi laugh like mad. hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaex. I WANT TO COMPLAINT. HOW COME I HAVE SUCH IRRITATING CLASSMATE????? okayy. i dun wish to tok about it. it makes mi blood boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONG KONG!!! I'M COMING. COME CATCH ME!!!! HAHHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111563593696370072?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111563593696370072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111563593696370072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111563593696370072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111563593696370072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/15-days-more.html' title='15 days more'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111546509371829801</id><published>2005-05-07T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T19:24:54.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry i didnt know</title><content type='html'>erm. this entry's for someone.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry alrite? i didnt know you did all this things for me. and. it's not that i've forgotten about you. i mean. as you know. we dun realli tok. that's why i'm kinda shocked that you suddenly called. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still rmb you larrs. just that after i turn str. i dun contact any of them anymore. which includes you too. plz accept my apology. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaex. er. about wat you've said. hmm. i dunno wat can i say. firstly, it came to mi too sudden. secondly, er.. i hate to hurt anybody but this time, i hafta. i've turned str alrd. so i cant.... it's not about bung or wat. it's that. i put in alot of effort before i manage to be a totally str person. and now, i can say that i'm 100% str. str till i can nolonger turn crk again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this may sound hurting to you. but plz do understand. i dont wish to lead those kinda life anymore. my life's very peaceful now. not that your interupting it. it's that. er. i dunno how to say. okayy. wat i wan to say is. i cant accept you. can we be good fren instead. like. just tok and crap like nobody's business. i would definately enjoy that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan to hurt anyone. so i would rather not start anything. i mean. we wont last also. if your a guy. maybe i can consider. but your not. yep. once again. i wanna say sorry. hope you dun be too sad okayy? if you dun mind. i would love to be a v v good fren of yours. that's if you dun mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe you will find someone whose better then me. your a good gal. you can even turn str. haha. not funny. so. hope you understand all this things okayy? after reading it. tag or call mi okayy. i needa ensure that you understand and is at the rite state of mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile. take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111546509371829801?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111546509371829801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111546509371829801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111546509371829801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111546509371829801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/sorry-i-didnt-know.html' title='sorry i didnt know'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111512614422584263</id><published>2005-05-03T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T21:15:44.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burnt</title><content type='html'>i'm burnt burnt burnt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant stand it. the burnt is killig mi. freaking painful. it's even hard to wear a freaking bra. aarrrggg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaex. was at allyssa's house with laogong and de yan on sun and mon. the actual purpose for doing so is to study. but the as per normal. nothing of such happen. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on mon. we were suppose to tan with pris. BUT. BUT. BUT. she over slept slpet slpet. so we tan without her. so sad larrs. if she's here it'll be more fun. cuz we can all bully that two gays. hahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. that's this one thing i must say. as most of you know. i dislikes ah beng and ah lians alot. but this ah beng seems much better than the usual ones. his nice to tok to than most of other ah bengs do. his rather nice to tok to. haha. but of cuz. his mindset is still the same as those irritating ah bengs. haix. but wat do you expect. his' an ah beng after all. just think that his nicer then the others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunt hink otherwise plz. i just thinks that his nice. nothing else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111512614422584263?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111512614422584263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111512614422584263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111512614422584263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111512614422584263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/burnt.html' title='burnt'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111485570590253791</id><published>2005-04-30T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T18:08:25.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed</title><content type='html'>there's one thing that i'm stressing about!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my studies. i'm so so so afraid that i'll screw my papers. no worries for my eng and chi. neither for comp nor EOA. but for maths and sci. dammit. if i dun get As. needless to say. DIE shall be the word. think about it. if i dun get A. then, good bye hk, and hello -june holiday-work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO NO NO NO NO. this MUST not happen. CANNOT happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALLYSA!!! BOOKS!!! QUICK!!!! NOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon mi plz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111485570590253791?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111485570590253791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111485570590253791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111485570590253791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111485570590253791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/stressed.html' title='stressed'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111485531490390876</id><published>2005-04-30T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T18:01:54.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>totally stressed out</title><content type='html'>i'm stressed about &lt;strong&gt;1/strong&gt; thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my studies. i'm so so so afraid that i'll srew my papers. not afraid for my eng and chi. neither for comp or EOA. btu for my freaking maths and sci.and wat if i achieve As? needless to say, &lt;strong&gt;DIE&lt;/strong&gt; will be the word. think about it.if i dun get a good result for it. i'll not be able to go NA. which means i hafta stay in this freaky class.another thing. good-bye to hk and hello june-holiday-work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO NO NO NO NO!!!! this MUST not happen. this CANNOT happen!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall just study study study study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALLYSA!!!! QUICK. BOOKS. NOW!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111485531490390876?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111485531490390876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111485531490390876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111485531490390876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111485531490390876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/totally-stressed-out.html' title='totally stressed out'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111443828209973922</id><published>2005-04-25T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T22:11:22.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dunno wat shall i say</title><content type='html'>in a very down mood now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not feeling GREAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i miss you so. &lt;br /&gt;but i cant tell you.&lt;br /&gt;i can onli keep it to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you'll nv like mi.&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt even have a tot of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told myself that i will just keep a distance away.&lt;br /&gt;even if i can only look at you from far.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;but now, i dun think that's wat my heart feels anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i wan more of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS SO SO SO IMPOSSIBLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. i just cant stop thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;honestly speaking, i'm feeling quite miserable now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall i stop? or continue?&lt;br /&gt;someone plz anoit me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111443828209973922?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111443828209973922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111443828209973922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111443828209973922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111443828209973922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/dunno-wat-shall-i-say.html' title='dunno wat shall i say'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111435218316672181</id><published>2005-04-24T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T22:16:23.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so sorry</title><content type='html'>shepherd!! i hafta say that i'm very very sorry for my actions recently. i know you have been trying very hard but i have been pushing you away. think i'm just having a v v down mood recently. not because of my cca(s). but cuz of my class. haix. i was realli tired. i feel like giving up so many times. but i know that w/o my life will be more screwed. dunno why i didnt wanna tell you. maybe cuz i was realli on the verge of backsliding again. that's why. i'm so sorry. realli dunno wat's wrong with mi. but luckily. now i finally know wat i'm doing. i feel so bad for making you worry all about. yep. and please dun think that i dun attend cg on purpose. i realli cant skip band that's why. yahx. plz understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111435218316672181?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111435218316672181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111435218316672181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111435218316672181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111435218316672181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-sorry.html' title='so sorry'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111405189804907881</id><published>2005-04-21T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T10:51:38.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat's going on?</title><content type='html'>(Ooh, ooh, sweet love, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean it&lt;br /&gt;When I said I didn't love you, so&lt;br /&gt;I should have held on tight&lt;br /&gt;I never shoulda let you go&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know nothing&lt;br /&gt;I was stupid, I was foolish&lt;br /&gt;I was lying to myself&lt;br /&gt;I could not fathom that I would ever&lt;br /&gt;Be without your love&lt;br /&gt;Never imagined I'd be&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here beside myself&lt;br /&gt;Cause I didn't know you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I didn't know me&lt;br /&gt;But I thought I knew everything&lt;br /&gt;I never felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;Now that I don't hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Or have your touch and kiss your lips&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what I wouldn't give&lt;br /&gt;To have you lying by my side&lt;br /&gt;Right here, cause baby&lt;br /&gt;(We belong together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;When you left I lost a part of me&lt;br /&gt;It's still so hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;Come back baby, please&lt;br /&gt;Cause we belong together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else am I gon' lean on&lt;br /&gt;When times get rough&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna talk to me on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Till the sun comes up&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take your place&lt;br /&gt;There ain't nobody better&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby baby, we belong together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;When you are on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Bobby Womack's on the radio&lt;br /&gt;Saying to me&lt;br /&gt;"If you think you're lonely now"&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute&lt;br /&gt;This is too deep (too deep)&lt;br /&gt;I gotta change the station&lt;br /&gt;So I turn the dial&lt;br /&gt;Trying to catch a break&lt;br /&gt;And then I hear Babyface&lt;br /&gt;I only think of you&lt;br /&gt;And it's breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to keep it together&lt;br /&gt;But I'm falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling all out of my element&lt;br /&gt;I'm throwing things, crying&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell I went wrong&lt;br /&gt;The pain reflected in this song&lt;br /&gt;It ain't even half of what&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;Need you back in my life, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;When you left I lost a part of me&lt;br /&gt;It's still so hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;Come back baby, please&lt;br /&gt;Cause we belong together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else am I gon' lean on&lt;br /&gt;When times get rough&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna talk to me on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Till the sun comes up&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take your place&lt;br /&gt;There ain't nobody better&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby baby, we belong together, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;When you left I lost a part of me &lt;br /&gt;It's still so hard to believe &lt;br /&gt;Come back baby, please &lt;br /&gt;Cause we belong together &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I gonna lean on &lt;br /&gt;When times get rough &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Till the sun comes up &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take your place &lt;br /&gt;There ain't nobody better&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;We belong together&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111405189804907881?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111405189804907881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111405189804907881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111405189804907881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111405189804907881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/wats-going-on.html' title='wat&apos;s going on?'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111379168981178642</id><published>2005-04-18T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T10:34:49.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diaonn -ed</title><content type='html'>Oo. have i mention earlier? that my class chinese's having a ANTI-NICOLE club?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two of the troule making in class' suspended. i'm quite happy about it. really. cuz then i can study in class. isnt that great? haha. wateva it is. back to the point. t this ppl thinks that i;m the cause of their suspension. Oo well. think wateva you wan to man losers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they dun have a brain. as i said before. no sense at all. not even for once. if you had nv creat any trouble b4. would the principle suspend you? i dun think so. if this is the first time your creating trouble, i think the teachers and the principle wil give you a chance. BUT!! I'M SAYING &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm sure this is not the first time your creating trouble. all the scolding of teacher, the misbehaving in class. this is wat you did to cause yourself to be in trouble. i can say that &lt;strong&gt;I'M NOT THE CAUSE OF IT, GET IT STR INTO YOUR HEAD!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go on and be against me. i really dun mind. so plz stop thinking that i cant do without you guys. cuz it's without you, THEN i can survive. and thankx for all the comments that you guys gave mi. yesh. i am a prefect. so better dun break the law infront of mi. i will complaint. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion. i will be stronger then you. and that's for sure.=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111379168981178642?l=nicoletheprincess.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-7962140.post-111374817419190136</id><published>2005-04-17T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T22:29:34.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again~</title><content type='html'>haix.&lt;br /&gt;honestly speaking.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you!!&lt;br /&gt;dunno why am i feeling this way too&lt;br /&gt;i wish i would know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;wat am i suppose to do?&lt;br /&gt;damn. i wish you're here with mi rite now&lt;br /&gt;wish to feel your touch so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i'm suppose to be thinking of ya&lt;br /&gt;but i am&lt;br /&gt;i dun think this is the way i should be behaving&lt;br /&gt;but i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;may you be with mi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish you're here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mish you terribly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962140.post-111365843561570168</id><published>2005-04-16T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T21:33:55.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm attracted to you</title><content type='html'>gosh.&lt;br /&gt;wat have u done???&lt;br /&gt;did you put some spell in mi??&lt;br /&gt;why cant i stop thinking bout you??&lt;br /&gt;why cant i stop smiling when i think about you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. am i in love??&lt;br /&gt;wat's going on??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. i'm so attracted to you&lt;br /&gt;do you know about it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-blush- &lt;br /&gt;cant forget the sight of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111365843561570168?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' 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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-7962140.post-111358144194202487</id><published>2005-04-16T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T00:10:41.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heex</title><content type='html'>heyyheyy laogong. if you ever comes to my blog. hope you'll se this larrs. thankx for sending me home when it's alrd so late. haha. but you ought to. who ask you to ocme so late larrs. hahah. thanxk thankx thankx. heex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i'm attracted to yo &lt;-- not to my laogong okayy. hahha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111358144194202487?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111358144194202487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>hate it hate it</title><content type='html'>i seriously hate it alot whenever my mum askk mi to do things when i'm not in the mood. it's just so irritating larrs. and recently my mu has been pissing mi off. basically everything's pissing mi. tok about my bloddy class. some ass holes just wanna stay childish and gossip about me. whereby i DIDNT EVEN DO ANYTHING WRONG AT ALL. so if that's the way you guys wanna stay. then dun come and tok to mi only when they dun wanna tok to you. i'm not your spare tyre. dun try to make mi like a fool cuz i'm not. and to that bloody gay in my class. plz dun try to think that your some kinda big shot in class or rather school. YOUR JUST A FUCKING JERK!!! dun bring the other classmates bad. your leading them astray. who do you think you are huh?? scolding a teacher, saying thing's that YOU ASSUME IS shows that your nothing but airhead. honestly speaking. i've nv come acroos anyone that can be such an ass hole just like you are. going around the school bring shame to the school. your driving me nutss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK, IF ALL YOU GUYS DO WHEN YOU COME TO SCHOOL IS JUST TO TOK AND CREAT SOME BLOODY TROUBLE FOR THE CLASS. WHY NOT YOU QUIT SCHOOL AND SLEEP ALL YOU WANT?? SO YOU DUN HAFTA MAKE SUCH AN TROUBLE TO WAKE UP SO EARLY TO COME TO SCHOOL JUST TO TOK??? AND SINCE YOU SAID THAT THE TEACHER DUNNO HOW TO TEACH AND ONLY KNOWS HOW TO NAG AT YOU!!! THEN DUN FORCE YOURSELF TO COME TO COME.WHY TROUBLE YOURSELF JUST TO LET PPL SCOLD. JUST DUN COEM ALRITE?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES I JUST FIND IT SO FUNNY. YOU ARE IN FAULT. YET YOU RISE YOUR VOICE AT THE TEACHER AS THOUGH THE TEACHER'S IN FAULT. DO YOU HAVE A BRAIN?? NO I DUN THINK SO. I DOUBT YOU EVEN KNOW WAT'S BRAIN. AL YOU KNOW IS TO TOK WHEN TEACHER'S TOKING. THEN WHEN IT TIME FOR YOU TO DO YOUR WORK. YOU BLAME THE TEACHER FOR NOT TEACHING. THEN WHEN THE TEACHER EXPLAIN AGAIN, YOU WILL TOK AGAIN. THEN WHEN THE TEACHER ASK IF YOU UNDERSTAND. YOU BLAME THE TEACHERE AGAIN THAT HE/SHE DUNO KNOW HOW TO TEACH. ASK YOURSELF. IS THE TEAHCER DIDNT TEACH? OR IS YOU DIDNT LISTEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE IT WHEN YOU ALWAEX ASK MI HOW TO DO HOW TO DO. I AHTE IT WHEN YOU ALMOST GET THE SAME MARK AS MI WHEREBY I DID IT USING MY BRAIN AND YOU DID IT USING YOUR EYES. CAN YOU STOP COPYING? CAN YOU STOP TOKING? CAN YOU STOP ALL YOUR NOSENSE? CAN YOU STOP ALL YOUR GOSSIP? CAN YOU STOP SHOUTING IN CLASS ALL THE TIME? CAN YOU JUST STOP?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M ABOUT TO FLARE!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111348980591985795?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111348980591985795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111348980591985795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111348980591985795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111348980591985795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/hate-it-hate-it.html' title='hate it hate it'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111331026835025737</id><published>2005-04-12T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T20:51:08.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going crazy -natalie</title><content type='html'>Ever since the day you went away &lt;br /&gt;And left me lonely and cold &lt;br /&gt;My life just hasn't been the same &lt;br /&gt;Oh baby no &lt;br /&gt;When I looked into your eyes &lt;br /&gt;The moment that I let you go I just broke down (down) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby if I ever get the chance to be with you again I would sacrifice &lt;br /&gt;'Cause the feelin that I feel within no other man &lt;br /&gt;Would ever make me feel so right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to smile when I get your phone call at night &lt;br /&gt;But I'd rather have you here with me &lt;br /&gt;Right next to me &lt;br /&gt;And I miss the way you hold me tight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let you know I feel so weak without your touch &lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I could ever love a man so much &lt;br /&gt;I've gotta let you know I think that we are destiny &lt;br /&gt;For you I'd cross the world for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right baby &lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' crazy&lt;br /&gt;I need to be your lady &lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately&lt;br /&gt;That you and me, yes we can make it &lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me, roll with me&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you (baby) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right baby &lt;br /&gt;Im goin' crazy &lt;br /&gt;I need to be your lady &lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately &lt;br /&gt;That you and me, yes we can make it&lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me, roll with me &lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you (baby) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break it down now I'll tell you what I feel&lt;br /&gt;From the moment that I met you it's been so damn real &lt;br /&gt;My heart seems to skip another beat every time we speak &lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I feel so weak&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you really need me &lt;br /&gt;And you want me &lt;br /&gt;And you miss me &lt;br /&gt;And you love me &lt;br /&gt;I'm your lady &lt;br /&gt;I'll be around waiting for you &lt;br /&gt;Put it down be the woman for you &lt;br /&gt;I'm falling so deep for you &lt;br /&gt;Crazy over you I'm calling &lt;br /&gt;Callin' out to you &lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do? &lt;br /&gt;It's true no frontin' &lt;br /&gt;It's you ain't no other &lt;br /&gt;I can no longer go on without you &lt;br /&gt;I'll just break down (down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let you know I feel so weak without your touch &lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I could ever love a man so much &lt;br /&gt;I've gotta let you know I think that we are destiny &lt;br /&gt;For you I'd cross the world for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right baby &lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' crazy &lt;br /&gt;I need to be your lady &lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately &lt;br /&gt;That you and me, yes we can make it &lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me, roll with me &lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you (baby) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right baby &lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' crazy &lt;br /&gt;I need to be your lady &lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately &lt;br /&gt;That you and me, yes we can make it &lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me, roll with me &lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you (baby) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo, crazy,(ooo) &lt;br /&gt;lady (ooo) &lt;br /&gt;lately (ooo) &lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111331026835025737?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111331026835025737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111331026835025737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111331026835025737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111331026835025737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/going-crazy-natalie.html' title='going crazy -natalie'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111278087893620600</id><published>2005-04-06T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T17:47:58.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fard up!</title><content type='html'>i didnt do anything wrong. i didnt okayy. so it gives you no reason to kick mi outta netball. wat did i do to make u wanna kick mi out? i have been toking to you nicely and all larrs. so dun tell mi that u wanna kick mi outta just because i cause the ball to be confiscated larrs. dun be lame lorrs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second thing. i've quit badminton. and i've join band. hahhaha. yahx. cuz i think badminton's just wasting my time. not say we can play also larrs. especially mi. hahha. ya. so why not join band? at leas ei could be able to perform. heex. right right? RIGHT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111278087893620600?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111278087893620600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111278087893620600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111278087893620600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111278087893620600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/fard-up.html' title='fard up!'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111262118413684904</id><published>2005-04-04T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T21:26:24.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat am i feeling?</title><content type='html'>i'm feeling FARD UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do you hafta screw up my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR IRRITATING ME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111262118413684904?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111262118413684904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111262118413684904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111262118413684904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111262118413684904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/wat-am-i-feeling_04.html' title='wat am i feeling?'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111262067149809255</id><published>2005-04-04T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T21:17:51.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat am i feeling?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111262067149809255?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111262067149809255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111262067149809255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111262067149809255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111262067149809255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/wat-am-i-feeling.html' title='wat am i feeling?'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111252962256497210</id><published>2005-04-03T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T20:00:22.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my fav song - lonely by akon</title><content type='html'>Lonely im Mr. Lonely, &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody, &lt;br /&gt;For my owwnnn &lt;br /&gt;Im so Lonely, im Mr. Lonely &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody, &lt;br /&gt;for my owwnnn &lt;br /&gt;Im so Lonely, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, this one here goes out to all my playas out there man. &lt;br /&gt;ya kno that got that one good girl dog thats always been &lt;br /&gt;there man like took all the bullshit then one day she cant &lt;br /&gt;take it no more and decides to leave &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I woke up in the middle of the night, &lt;br /&gt;And I noticed my girl wasn't by my side, &lt;br /&gt;Coulda sworn I was dreamin, &lt;br /&gt;For her I was feinin, &lt;br /&gt;So I had ta take a little ride, &lt;br /&gt;Back tracking on these few years, &lt;br /&gt;Tryna figure out wat I do to make it go bad, &lt;br /&gt;Cuz ever since my girl left me, &lt;br /&gt;My whole life came crashin and I'm so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely (so lonely), &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl). &lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant belive I had a girl like you, &lt;br /&gt;and I just let you walk right outta my life, &lt;br /&gt;after all I put u thru &lt;br /&gt;u still stuck around and stayed by my side (by my side) &lt;br /&gt;what really hurt me is I broke ur heart, &lt;br /&gt;baby you a good girl and I had no right, &lt;br /&gt;I really wanna make things right, &lt;br /&gt;cuz without u in my life girl &lt;br /&gt;im so.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own baby). &lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been all about the world ain't, &lt;br /&gt;neva met a girl that can take the things that you been through. &lt;br /&gt;Never thought the day would come, &lt;br /&gt;where you would get up and run, &lt;br /&gt;and I would be out chasing u &lt;br /&gt;Cuz aint nowhere in the globe id rather be, &lt;br /&gt;aint no one in the globe id rather see &lt;br /&gt;then the girl of my dreams that made me &lt;br /&gt;Be so happy but now so lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own, no). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl). &lt;br /&gt;I'm so Lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that id be alone (be alone)&lt;br /&gt;I didnt hope you'd be gone this long (gone this long)&lt;br /&gt;I jus want u to call my phone, &lt;br /&gt;so stop playing girl and Come on home (come on home), &lt;br /&gt;baby girl I didn't mean to shout, (no)&lt;br /&gt;I want me and you to work it out, (work it out baby)&lt;br /&gt;I never wished that Id ever Hurt my baby, &lt;br /&gt;and its drivin me crazy cuz I'm so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody, nobody) &lt;br /&gt;To call my own (to call my own, no). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so Lonely &lt;br /&gt;So lonely(lonely) &lt;br /&gt;So lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lonely(lonely) &lt;br /&gt;So lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;So lonely (Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;So lonely!!! (so lonely!!!) &lt;br /&gt;So Lonely &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely im Mr. Lonely, &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody, &lt;br /&gt;For my owwnnn &lt;br /&gt;Im so Lonely, im Mr. Lonely &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody, &lt;br /&gt;for my owwnnn &lt;br /&gt;Im so Lonely, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, this one here goes out to all my playas out there man. &lt;br /&gt;ya kno that got that one good girl dog thats always been &lt;br /&gt;there man like took all the bullshit then one day she cant &lt;br /&gt;take it no more and decides to leave &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I woke up in the middle of the night, &lt;br /&gt;And I noticed my girl wasn't by my side, &lt;br /&gt;Coulda sworn I was dreamin, &lt;br /&gt;For her I was feinin, &lt;br /&gt;So I had ta take a little ride, &lt;br /&gt;Back tracking on these few years, &lt;br /&gt;Tryna figure out wat I do to make it go bad, &lt;br /&gt;Cuz ever since my girl left me, &lt;br /&gt;My whole life came crashin and I'm so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely (so lonely), &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl). &lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant belive I had a girl like you, &lt;br /&gt;and I just let you walk right outta my life, &lt;br /&gt;after all I put u thru &lt;br /&gt;u still stuck around and stayed by my side (by my side) &lt;br /&gt;what really hurt me is I broke ur heart, &lt;br /&gt;baby you a good girl and I had no right, &lt;br /&gt;I really wanna make things right, &lt;br /&gt;cuz without u in my life girl &lt;br /&gt;im so.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own baby). &lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been all about the world ain't, &lt;br /&gt;neva met a girl that can take the things that you been through. &lt;br /&gt;Never thought the day would come, &lt;br /&gt;where you would get up and run, &lt;br /&gt;and I would be out chasing u &lt;br /&gt;Cuz aint nowhere in the globe id rather be, &lt;br /&gt;aint no one in the globe id rather see &lt;br /&gt;then the girl of my dreams that made me &lt;br /&gt;Be so happy but now so lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own, no). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl). &lt;br /&gt;I'm so Lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that id be alone (be alone)&lt;br /&gt;I didnt hope you'd be gone this long (gone this long)&lt;br /&gt;I jus want u to call my phone, &lt;br /&gt;so stop playing girl and Come on home (come on home), &lt;br /&gt;baby girl I didn't mean to shout, (no)&lt;br /&gt;I want me and you to work it out, (work it out baby)&lt;br /&gt;I never wished that Id ever Hurt my baby, &lt;br /&gt;and its drivin me crazy cuz I'm so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody, nobody) &lt;br /&gt;To call my own (to call my own, no). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so Lonely &lt;br /&gt;So lonely(lonely) &lt;br /&gt;So lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lonely(lonely) &lt;br /&gt;So lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;So lonely (Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;So lonely!!! (so lonely!!!) &lt;br /&gt;So Lonely &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lonely&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111252962256497210?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111252962256497210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111252962256497210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111252962256497210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111252962256497210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-fav-song-lonely-by-akon.html' title='my fav song - lonely by akon'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111227011860815355</id><published>2005-03-31T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T19:55:18.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem</title><content type='html'>She walks in beauty, like the night&lt;br /&gt;Of cloudless climes and starry skies;&lt;br /&gt;And all that's best of dark and bright&lt;br /&gt;Meet in her aspect and her eyes:&lt;br /&gt;Thus mellow'd to that tender light&lt;br /&gt;Which heaven to gaudy day denies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One shade the more, one ray the less,&lt;br /&gt;Had half impair'd the nameless grace&lt;br /&gt;Which waves in every raven tress,&lt;br /&gt;Or softly lightens o'er her face;&lt;br /&gt;Where thoughts serenely sweet express&lt;br /&gt;How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,&lt;br /&gt;So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,&lt;br /&gt;The smiles that win, the tints that glow,&lt;br /&gt;But tell of days in goodness spent,&lt;br /&gt;A mind at peace with all below,&lt;br /&gt;A heart whose love is innocent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111227011860815355?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111227011860815355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111227011860815355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111227011860815355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111227011860815355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/poem.html' title='poem'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111215636677460213</id><published>2005-03-30T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T12:26:12.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoroughly pissed!</title><content type='html'>okayy. it starts off like this, it was after recess when i enter the class. seeing that A and B's alrd seated down when i was sitting down on my chair. A and B was giggling away. i tot wat happen and i asked why. but my question goes unanswered. so after awhile i stood up, wanting to go to the toilet. then A and B was laughing again looking at my chair. so i asked. wat is it that they are laughing. they said "nothing". i dun really believed but i didnt realli bother. so i just went away. then when i was at the board. wanting to write my name. fadzly told mi that there's sweet wrapper on my skirt. i looked at A and B. they didnt apologised. YET laughing. wata hell? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pissed. really pissed. so wat if u apologise? so wat if u say u didnt mean it? apology NOT ACCEPTED!! all you know is to make fun of others. only realising it's not right after the whole incident. THEN, you apologise. now wat? i dun see any guilt in you. i doubt that u even know wat's guilt. cuz u dun have any. when is it that u will come to realised that ur being a nuisence in class? causing bloody lotsa trouble? making everyone unhappy? making everyone upset? you only care about yourself. thinking that ur the centreal-attraction. thinking that you-knows-it-all. all you know is to tok back with your rubbish logic. you think it's funny? you think that by doing that everyone will think that ur great? NO! HELL NO! cuz ur nth but  juz a bloody fool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do u expect mi to forgive you? how could you be even more angry than i am cuz i'm pissed with you? you think that after saying sorry then everything's alrite? that's a naive thinking. so plz get your brain straight and do your dumbhell soul-searching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111215636677460213?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111215636677460213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111215636677460213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111215636677460213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111215636677460213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/thoroughly-pissed.html' title='thoroughly pissed!'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111201022375502109</id><published>2005-03-28T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T19:43:43.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye to you</title><content type='html'>Of all the things I've believed in&lt;br /&gt;I just want to get it over with&lt;br /&gt;Tears form behind my eyes&lt;br /&gt;But I do not cry&lt;br /&gt;Counting the days that pass me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching deep down in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm starting all over again&lt;br /&gt;The last three years were just pretend&lt;br /&gt;And I said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to everything I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;You were the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still get lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And it seems that I can't live a day without you&lt;br /&gt;Closing my eyes and you chase my thoughts away&lt;br /&gt;To a place where I am blinded by the light&lt;br /&gt;But it's not right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to everything I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;You were the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time&lt;br /&gt;I want what's yours and I want what's mine&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not giving in this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to everything I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;You were the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to everything I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;You were the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to....&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to....&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the stars fall&lt;br /&gt;I will lie awake&lt;br /&gt;You're my shooting star&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111201022375502109?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111201022375502109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111201022375502109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111201022375502109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111201022375502109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/goodbye-to-you.html' title='goodbye to you'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111158277586167511</id><published>2005-03-23T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T21:56:47.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some kinda police</title><content type='html'>know wat? today. i was at summerset busstop with choonyee. and we saw this old man in ALEXANDRA hospital's patient clothing. so we were all wondering why is it that his not in hospital since his in the patient clothing. so we decided to call the police. and guess wat? the police tyook 30 to reached the place. and went we run after the police car to stop them. they act as though they didnt see us and continue to drive off. adn after that. they took another 10 mins to reach the u-turn. and another 5 mins to turn to the carpark. then when we tell them that the old man has gone to busstop. if i was the police. i wouyld ask my partner to park the car and i chase the old man. but no. they were too gay to seperate. and guess wat. by the time they slowing come out of the car and walk towards us. the old man has gone up the bus. WHAT THE HELL? wat kinda policeman are they? aint they suppoose to care about everyone in the coutry? and guess wat they say? they said "it's okayy. there's alot of cases like this in singapore" WHAT? SINCE THAT'S THE CASE. AINT YOU SUPPOSE TO BE MORE ALERT TO CASES LIKE THIS? WAT DO YOU MEAN BY IT'S OKAYY? EVEN IF THE OLD MAN DIE ALSO OKAYY? WE'VE ALREADY TOLD YOU THAT THE OLD MAN IS HAVING BREATHING DIFFICULTY AND IS RUSHING TO GET AN OPERATION DONE!!!! AND DUE TO YOUR SERIOUS SLOWNESS. YOU MISSED THAT OLD MAN. AND IMAGINE THAT THE OLD MAN EVER FAINT ON THE BUS OR IN SOME PLACE THAT SELDOM PEOPLE WILL COME ACROSS? ARE YOU GOING TO BARE ANY CONCIQUENCES? HOW CAN YO ACT SO CALM? HOW COULD YOU EVER? NOT CARE ABOUT IT AT ALL!!!! WHERE IS YOUR SENCE OF RESPONSIBILITY? I WONDER WAT GETS YOU IN THE POLICE FORCE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK SINGAPORE POLICE NEEDS A VERY SERIOUS SOUL-SEARCHING SECTION. THINK BACK ON WHY ARE THEY POLICE? TO PROTECT. OS TO SLACK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111158277586167511?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111158277586167511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111158277586167511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111158277586167511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111158277586167511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/some-kinda-police.html' title='some kinda police'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111140353033688021</id><published>2005-03-21T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T19:12:10.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why?</title><content type='html'>may i really bad? or am i not doing well enough? why oh why am i not in the team anymore? i freaking hell dun have a chance to go on a competition. if i am not in the team. why say that i am at the first place? i was traininng so hard. making sure that i'm doing well. and now. i'm told that i'm not in the team? god. wat is ur plan? and kno wat? i feel so useless. i cant do well in badminton. which the coash tols me himself that in the whole team. i'm the lousiest. even majority of thw juniors' better than i am. well. i'm alrite with it. as long as i have netball. but now?!?! i'm not even in the netball team. am i really that bad? i really do wanna be in the team. or not. i wont be able to play next year cuz of my age. and now. the teachers annouced that they will be suspending non-school team members' training. cuz the SCHOOL TEAM HAVING COMPETITION. I HATE IT WHEN THERE'S NO TRAINING!!! AND WHOA. NOW THERE'S TRAINING BUT TT'S NOT FOR ME!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god. would you tell mi ur plan? why am i not in the team? it's like. one side they tell you that ur doing very well. your a v good netball player. but now. you tell mi that i am not in the team. how do u wan mi to feel? can someone tell me. wat shall i do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i having a too high expectation for myself? suddenly i feel so lost. a feeling that i haven been feeling for a v long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD!!! I SHOUTING OUT TO YOU!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111140353033688021?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111140353033688021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111140353033688021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111140353033688021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111140353033688021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/why.html' title='why?'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111098351168981749</id><published>2005-03-16T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T22:31:51.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgiveness</title><content type='html'>well. i can say that i feel must more relieve now. cuz i've finally put away my pride. and tok to  this two person that i dislike. and i can say that. the feeling of hating is not good. realli. especially those whom you get to see often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaex. i have a question to ask. &lt;br /&gt;shall i take my Os here or HK. plz write in my tag board, give ur reason too. thankx you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111098351168981749?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111098351168981749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111098351168981749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111098351168981749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111098351168981749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/forgiveness.html' title='forgiveness'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111064244353179947</id><published>2005-03-12T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T23:47:23.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sob sob</title><content type='html'>west's not bad. cuz at lease there's nuts there. not so lonely for me. but stil. i'm gonna miss central so so freaking much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no matter wat! i thank god for placing me there. so tt it would be easier to hit  my goal. yeah. *amen*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111064244353179947?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111064244353179947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111064244353179947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111064244353179947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111064244353179947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/sob-sob.html' title='sob sob'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111034642673585262</id><published>2005-03-09T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T13:33:46.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick sick</title><content type='html'>i'm sick at home now. getting so bored here. and i hafta wait til 2 so tt i can watch my "a moment to remember". cuz my mama wanna watch ah cheng. haix. wat a "nice" show to chase ar. aniwaex. i'm like so wirried now. cuz i'm gonna miss my lessons. another haix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111034642673585262?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111034642673585262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111034642673585262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111034642673585262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111034642673585262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/sick-sick.html' title='sick sick'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111028522326534847</id><published>2005-03-08T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T20:33:43.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results</title><content type='html'>Subjects            Overall               Rank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english              79%                    1/35&lt;br /&gt;chinese              80%                    1/15&lt;br /&gt;Maths                52%                    5/35&lt;br /&gt;Science              48%                    16/35&lt;br /&gt;Computer          64%                    3/35&lt;br /&gt;EOA                   100%                  1/35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything was going on fine! but my stupid brain is so weak in science that it pulls mi down so much. idiot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111028522326534847?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111028522326534847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111028522326534847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111028522326534847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111028522326534847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/results.html' title='results'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-111008295598962711</id><published>2005-03-06T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T12:22:35.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"how well do you know the hot babe minzhen?"</title><content type='html'>q1: where does minzhen have a scar?&lt;br /&gt;      a) face. b)neck. c)knee.  d)left arm.  &lt;br /&gt;q2: is minzhen a christian? FREE MARK&lt;br /&gt;      a) yes. b) no. c)i dunno d) ask her lar.&lt;br /&gt;q3: what does minzhen pencil case say?&lt;br /&gt;      a) "oh!nicole's hot!" b)"this is one lame pencil case." c)"minzhen's pencil case" d)"screw off"&lt;br /&gt;q4: how mamy ex(s) does minzhen have?&lt;br /&gt;      a)1. b)2. c)10. d) none&lt;br /&gt;q5: state minzhen's fav colour!&lt;br /&gt;      a) red. b)blue c)silver d)purple&lt;br /&gt;q6: which alphabet is d last os minzhen's birth cert?&lt;br /&gt;      a) F. b) H. c) E. d) C&lt;br /&gt;q7: which evangelistic svc was minzhen's friest svc?&lt;br /&gt;      a) easter. b)66th street. c)christmas d)centrestage&lt;br /&gt;q8: which position does minzhen play in netball?&lt;br /&gt;      a) GK b)WA c)GS d) WD&lt;br /&gt;q9: which class is minzhen in?&lt;br /&gt;      a) _/2 b) _/3 c) _/12 d) _/5&lt;br /&gt;q10: name minzhen's recent obession!&lt;br /&gt;        a) quizzes. b) NICOLE. c) caps d) shit.&lt;br /&gt;q11: who is dearest 2 minzhen?&lt;br /&gt;        a) NICOLE. b)choonie. c)choonmin d)jane(.....)&lt;br /&gt;q12: how many siblings does minzhen have?&lt;br /&gt;        a)2 elder bro. b) i elder bro,2 elder sis. c)2 elder sis. d)1 young bro.&lt;br /&gt;q13: which is minzhen's fav item?&lt;br /&gt;        a)d HOLY BIBLE. b)ballons. c)rings. d)guys (.....)&lt;br /&gt;q14: name minzhen's sheep.&lt;br /&gt;        a)yixiao &amp;jaslin. b)meiting&amp;jaslin. c)meiting&amp;yixiao d)GOD&lt;br /&gt;q15: name minzhen's biggest fear&lt;br /&gt;        a)failing test. b)cockroaches. c)being scolded. d)NICOLE&lt;br /&gt;BONUS QUESTION (2 marks)&lt;br /&gt;name the brand of minzhen's water bottle&lt;br /&gt;a)nike. b) addidas c)ice moutain d)giken&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~ANSWERS&lt;br /&gt;            1:C 2:A 3:B 4:A 5:D 6:B 7:C 8:B 9:D 10:A 11:B 12:C 13:A 14:C 15:B bonus: D&lt;br /&gt;15/15:thankx 4 being minzhen's hot fan! god bless you!&lt;br /&gt;10-14/15: your almoet there!minzhen loves you!&lt;br /&gt;5-9: hmmm. come on. minzhen;s hot. pay more attention!!&lt;br /&gt;1-4/15: pay more attention! but minzhen doesnt blame you! try harder next time:))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-111008295598962711?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111008295598962711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=111008295598962711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111008295598962711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/111008295598962711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/how-well-do-you-know-hot-babe-minzhen.html' title='&quot;how well do you know the hot babe minzhen?&quot;'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110991744290273165</id><published>2005-03-04T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T14:24:02.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>god blessed</title><content type='html'>i've just read some past-time-fren's blog. and after reading. i felt so gross. and saved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i've once been a lesbian, a bung. but seriously. now when i look back and think back. i think it's so gross can!! i dunno why am i feeling this way, but somehow, i dun feel good after reading their blog. saying things like "i will love u forever nomatter wat happens". u know. those kinda things? oh no. how can two girls love each other? will it be they mistaken the feelings? maybe it's only tt they enjoy each other's company, cuz they are v good frez? oh no. i dunno. i can tell u this. now.. i can nv understand why was i like this. realli. like. how can i "love" a girl?? funny isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;but well. i'm so lucky to be saved by GOD. lucky lucky me lahx. just imagine. if i'm still like this. wat would i be? i think i'll still be disappointing my family and frenz. realli. and think. being a lesbian is no fun. cant find true love. for wat lahx. i mean. since it's so freaking meaningless. and being a lesbian is nothing to be proud of. everyone's just looking at u with tt grossed-up look. and i think ur parents just so sad lahx. like my mum and dad. they were so sad tt my dad didnt even realli tok to mi for tt 4 years. though i see him every weel. but there's even times tt he lie to mi tt he uwn be having lunch, so tt he dun hafta see me. but who am i to complain? NOONE. cuz i brought it all upon myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one more thing. being a lesbian not onli bringing urself down. u'll bring others down too. u;ll do something to make a girl tt u like like u too. or u wil just pester tt perosn and leave a hurting mark in her heart. whoa, it's nth tt great u know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in conclusion. being a lesbian is NO GOOD!! dun try to tok back. cuz u gimme one reason i can give u 10 back. and nth u say can make a lesbian sounds good, samn goes out to gays. please turn back, u wont know when's ur end time. so please dun do anything tt will make u regret for life. and please know whose ur creater. which is god. our father. he didnt create adam and adam. neither did he create eve and eve. so please. BE ADAM AND EVE. be a good child of god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110991744290273165?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110991744290273165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110991744290273165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110991744290273165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110991744290273165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/god-blessed.html' title='god blessed'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110984498066580440</id><published>2005-03-03T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T18:16:20.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>god bless</title><content type='html'>know wat? i'm changing shepherd. changing cg. most of all. I'M CHANGING UNIT!!! shifting over to west. oh man. i think it's so saddening lahx. it's like. i've been in central all my life in hope. and now i suddenly hafta change unit. damn sad lahx. haix.but nvm. cuz i believe tt it's god's plan lahx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaex. i think today's damn sian during training. cuz almost everyone's not dere. then onli left afew onli. then raining somemore. making everyone's mood change. especially mine. dunno why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for tect tect. realli. it's like. i was super tired after the 2.4 run. then i sat at the locker dere to rest. AND. i saw tect tect. then suddenly i feel lke asking my netball juniors to come for service this sat. and when i approach tect tect. i was so scared tt she say she will not be free lahx. then she ask about the time cuz she would be having tuition til 2.then i said 2-4. i tot so lahx. haha. hmmm. then it's like. she said this "okayy. i can"!!!!!! it's like whoa ar. like. oh man. god realli bless mi lahx.like. now then i see. why god place mi in west. cuz he know. 10 ppl from bbss. not a prob for mi. and it would be easier for mi. yesh. thankx god. aniwaex. bk to tect tect. Oo gosh. she's just so on lahx.the during training tt time she still come and tell mi tt she can dun go for tuition. whoa. and then i ask her, is she a christian? she said no. and i ask again. does she believe in god? and she said "YESH"!!! hallelujah!!!!! isnt she realli a blessing? oh man. haha. i'm so looking forward for sat. i realli wanna see her convert. hahahah. yeah. one more child saved! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110984498066580440?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110984498066580440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110984498066580440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110984498066580440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110984498066580440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/god-bless.html' title='god bless'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110973614030881823</id><published>2005-03-02T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T12:05:08.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update update</title><content type='html'>okayy. after long time of slacking. i'm requested to UPDATE by my dear spiritual buddy JANE!!! hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaex. i'm like. in d com lap now. was suppose to do maths. but of cuz. nobody's doing it. i mean, nobody bothers. hhaha. hmmm. okayy. i'm like freaking hot now. so stuffy here lahx. wateva it is. arg. today's like. damn sux. cuz i gotta found out something tt make mi damn pissed off. realli. seriously offended. haix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got nth to blag actually. hmmm. lemme recap wat happen for the past fewdays. nth. realli. training. Oo. i went studying with kemmy yest. and it's like. i study from 5 till 9+. whoa man. it's like. for the first timein my life? hahha. but for d sake of getting a string of As. i hafta lahx. and HK. my dad says that only if i get a v v good results for my main subs. like eng, maths, chi and sci. like. i hafta get 40/50 like tt lahx. then he will sponsor my trip bk to hk during the june holi. whoa. is it possible? haha. of cuz it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"for nth is impossible with god" *AMEN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chonnie and yijun: u guy's leaving alrd lahx. oh man. gonna miss u guys damn much. rmb to miss me k? hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110973614030881823?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110973614030881823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110973614030881823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110973614030881823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110973614030881823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/update-update.html' title='update update'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110928845094719333</id><published>2005-02-25T07:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T07:40:50.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from camp!!</title><content type='html'>hmmm. act i'm back since wed. but was too tired to blog. haha. am at home now. decided to pon cuz i'm like super tired till dunno wat man. haha. hmm. naiwaex. back to camp. IT'S SUPER DUPER ULTRA FUN!!! seriously. it's realli rawkx. with all; the cool intructors of cuz. hahha. aniwae. did so much things. rock climbing, rope course, KAYAKING, abseil-ing and FLYING FOX. and guess wat. i think those who know me well wun think it's any surprise. while i'm doing the flying fox. i scream all the way form the top till i stop. ALL THE WAY. cuz it's just so scary. basically i was afraid of everything la. i even tear when i'm doing the absel-ing thingy. tt's so freaky la. wateva it is la. camp fire rawks too. i think the last time i attended a camp fire is when i'm in st margs. the sec one orientation. which is like. 4 years ago man. hahha. nvm la. shall not think about it. or i'll cry la. hahha. hmm. kayaking's fun too. but it's kinda tiring. and i kept thinking tt i will drop. hahah, stupid. but of cuz. with the skills i've train. there's wouldnt be a prob. hhhahaha. Oops. abit the fantasicing. hmmm. okayy. i;m going to bed now. feeling so tired. didnt get a good slp even since the camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InnoTrek RWAKX TILL U DROP!!! =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110928845094719333?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110928845094719333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110928845094719333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110928845094719333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110928845094719333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/back-from-camp.html' title='back from camp!!'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110890022501370298</id><published>2005-02-20T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T19:50:25.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp camp</title><content type='html'>whoa. after so long. i finally blog. there's nth to blog about aniwaex. hmmm. aniwaex. going camp tmr. i'm so excited about it. but yet scared. cuz tyhe place we're gonna slp at dun have a single wall. it's just like kampong.but even kampong have walls. but this place it's just an empty space with a ceiling. and tt's all. nth at all. oh man. so scary. just imagine man. late at nite got snake, xiao qiang, monkeys all those how? so scary ohx. haix. so... everything just pray to god. pray that nth will ever happen to me. and the rest of them. except for some idiots. no lahx. not that mean. hmmm. i will just miss my mama. my bed, my boster, my pillow, my tv, my comp, my toilet. arg. so many things man. oh yesh, and my mum just happily say that i might as well just bring everything in the house there. hmmm. actually thats quite a good idea ehx? hahah. hmmm. my fren even say that she will lend me her maid for three days. hahha. tt's crazy. hmmm. i wonder how will it be like. i know t we're gonna do those flying fox, kayaking and alot more. so fun lohx. but i have a feeling that they will sure purposely make something difficult for us. hmmm. lets think wat is it. oh no. it's crazy. hmmm. i hope that we can choose our own fren to be tgt. rather then being with my class. it will turn up just like being alone. cuz why? i wun go with those three loudest speaker, not the malay girls. cuz they will just end up leaving me behind. and start to speaking in malay thinking tt i will understand. whoa!! haix. feel so left out. hmmm. criex. Oo. and one more thing. i just wanna pray that during the camp. noone will lose their things. &lt;strong&gt;AND ONE MORE. I JUST WANNA PRAY V V HARD THAT DURING THE CAMP THAT IRRITATING WILBERT WONT TRY TO TC OF ME LIKE AS THOUGH I'M A LIL KID WHO DOESNT KNOW HOW TO TC OF MYSELF. HE MAY HAVE THE HONOUR TO BE A LOONER DURING THE CAMP. I DUN CARE. JUST DUN BOTHER MI CAN ALRD. PRAY HARD FOR THIS MAN. PRAY AND PRAY!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody. plz miss mi when i'm away for this two days. cuz i'll be back on wed. so plz pray for mi too. heex. love ya guys ultra lots. heex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110890022501370298?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110890022501370298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110890022501370298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110890022501370298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110890022501370298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/camp-camp.html' title='camp camp'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110839011914800282</id><published>2005-02-14T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T22:08:39.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a msg for stacey</title><content type='html'>hmm. stacey that i didnt mention about her in my blog. so i will blog about her now. hhaha. this gal here haven been having time for mi recently. or rather monthes alrd. i cant even rmb when's the last time we met. hahahah. hmm. and wat? ya. whenecer i call her out or call her to tok. she's alwaex busy lahx. hmpf. hahha. but i understand la. ppl busy mahx. haha. act i also quite busy la. haha. so we are quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of all this. just hope that u wun forget mi. this great fren of urs. hahahahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110839011914800282?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110839011914800282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110839011914800282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110839011914800282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110839011914800282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/msg-for-stacey.html' title='a msg for stacey'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110836431190741941</id><published>2005-02-14T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T14:58:31.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comp's spoiled</title><content type='html'>my comp's spoiled. happily ahx. haix. dunno is spoiled or wat. the screen cant wotk. haha.wateva it is. haha. cuz i've fighured out how to use my bro's com. haha. so i can tou tou use his com now. hahhaa. so happy. hmm. aniwaex. it's the first time i'm home so fraking early. hahah. but i;m going out later. am just waiting for the min zhen and choon yee to take forver to reply mi. heex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY TO ALL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110836431190741941?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110836431190741941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110836431190741941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110836431190741941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110836431190741941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/comps-spoiled.html' title='comp&apos;s spoiled'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110814479310645865</id><published>2005-02-12T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T01:59:53.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mask mask</title><content type='html'>haha. we are all doing our mask now. hahhaa. so funny. this is the first time i do mask and it's so fun. hahaha. sunndely feel so lasy like. hahhaa. okayy. nth alrd. am just bored. cuz everyone's doing their own thingy. hahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110814479310645865?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-7962140.post-110813875120282207</id><published>2005-02-12T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T00:19:11.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clashing in yijun's house</title><content type='html'>helloooo everybody! this is choonyee blogging in nicole's blog!! =) so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;n nicole is drinking the hot choc that i just made.. hehehehee.. eh i dunno wat else to say.. yar.. byeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. there gose that crazy sister-in-christ iof mine. hhaha. alrite. am having a stay-over session in yijun's house now. haha. so fun. and her house's super big man. hmm. aniwaex. i dunno wat else to bloog about. cuz i haven been blogging and i think there's nothing to blog about. except for that tmr the whole village of relative form my mum's side's gonna come my house. they think my house very big la. this is totally madness man. haha. okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i dun see the point of running away. u can run away now. or maybe forever. away from us. but u can nv run away from god. seriously i dun even understand wat's the point of doing all this thing. ur just making everyone sad. miserable. everyone trying to help u. cuz u came back and pretented that ur gonna change. and this v stupid best fren of urs actualy believe in you. cuz she trusted u. BUT. i dun think u deserve any trust form her anymore. AND ONE MORE THING. stop going around trying to bring others down. ur just trying to test my patience. but i would like to tell u this. i dun have much with ppl like you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110813875120282207?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110813875120282207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110813875120282207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110813875120282207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110813875120282207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/clashing-in-yijuns-house.html' title='clashing in yijun&apos;s house'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110769031841963922</id><published>2005-02-06T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T19:45:18.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat a chinese new year</title><content type='html'>went shopping today. with mum and bro. was so pissed off okayy. she onli buy mi bras and oany lo. then she say buy so much still wan to buy ar. like wata rite? like. WHAT? you mean this new year you will onli buy BRAa and PANTY? NO NEW CLOTHES????????????? arggg. so pissed off la. eeeeeeyyyyyyyyyeeeeerrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i pray that you'll be the one who mk this year's v.day special to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mish you loads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110769031841963922?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110769031841963922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110769031841963922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110769031841963922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110769031841963922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/wat-chinese-new-year.html' title='wat a chinese new year'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110752719621175992</id><published>2005-02-04T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T22:26:36.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa</title><content type='html'>hmmm. am at home waiting for that jin qi and shu yi to come clementi. which i think they're gonna take years. haha. hmmm. onw week is over alrd. haix. think i haven been doing that well in my studies ehx. hmmm. just hope that i wil do well for the following months. haha. there's common test next next week. i'm so scared can. haix. i must at lease get top 5 lohx. do u think i can? i think i should be able to make it ar. hahaha. rite? heex. okayy. i'm just so gonna kill jin qi and shuyi when they're here. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stacey.&lt;br /&gt;heyyheyy. how have u been? hope ur feeling well yeahx? having some problems rite? dun orget. there's stil me yeahx? heex. okayy. i gtg. just dial my number and i'm be there okayy? heex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110752719621175992?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110752719621175992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110752719621175992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110752719621175992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110752719621175992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/whoa.html' title='whoa'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110717423239584955</id><published>2005-01-31T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T20:23:52.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pray hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh man. i think i didnt blog for dunno how long alrd la. hahha. hmmm. am very tired and lazy tt's why. hmmm. when kap today. and something happen tt makes mi today. the door wrote pull. but i went to push. and. i knock onto the door. it's so painful lohx. wata. and everyone's like looking at me la. hahha. aniwaex. netball's selection's tmr. pray hard for mi that i'll get into the school team. praying hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aniwaex. i realli hate you. why must u lie to mi? why must u cheat mi? i treated u as my best fren, my buddy. telling you everything. and this is how the f**k you treats me. AND YOU!! getting everyone into trouble. ur feeling proud of it is it? plz. dun tell others that ur a christian. i seriously dunno wat are you doing in church. i think u just come for the sake of coming onli la. wata. plz put a stop to this can? plz!!! i'm like begging you. dun take others for granted. everyone's treating you so well. tolerating you all along. yet you still got the cheeks to continue making so much trouble here. arg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;prove it to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110717423239584955?l=nicoletheprincess.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-7962140.post-110657390525444069</id><published>2005-01-24T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T21:38:25.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO FREAKING FUNNY</title><content type='html'>okayy. i know i haven been blogging nowadays. haha. cuz i'm too bored and lazy to.  heex. yeahx. today's super funny. went kap as usual. studied for awhile. cuz that sou yi wanna go home alrd. haix. okayy. aniwaex. so atyed there till that jessie to come. but that jessie ar. come at dunno wat time. come alrd 5 mins later wanna go home alrd. wata rite? hahaha. but nvm. after doing all my hw. went play pool with sasa, sean and xinyi.  haha. had much fun. heex. hmmm. i'm glad that thing's better now. yeahx. still rmb. just now that sean's damn funny la. xinyi was asking him if his solid. then that sean answer her this :"i'm stripe" HAHAHHAHAHHA. dumb rite? hahah. i just think his so funny la. hahhaha. yeshx. and after that. cab home la. on the cab. we all taught xinyi how to speak cantonese. haha. the way she say ar. hahha. damn funny. hahha. okayy. nvm. nth alrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting so excited bout tmr. going ny. hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110657390525444069?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110657390525444069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110657390525444069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110657390525444069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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this illness with her everyday. wata. i dun wish for you to stay. but i dun ask for you to leave too. ur my best fren. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;went to meet xinyi, guan, shi hui and shu yi at coro for lunch. then bought some stuff and headed to kap. cuz meeting sasa and jessie there. haha. yesh. we were all doing ee siew's bdae present. haha. we all had fun i must say. flying aeroplane with sasa. haha. so childish. till eveyone's looking at us. hahaha. then dunno wat happpen. suddenly all of them sticking tap on my hand. writting stupid stuff on it too. hahhaha. then when i pluck it out. my hair came off lor. very pain je. hahhaha. but they realli cheer mi up today. thankx thankx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110622859778329746?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962140.post-110587731481512718</id><published>2005-01-16T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T20:08:34.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;Is not the words I want to hear from you&lt;br /&gt;It's not that dont want you&lt;br /&gt;Not to say, but if you only knew&lt;br /&gt;How easy it would be to show me how you feel&lt;br /&gt;More than words is all you have to do to make it real&lt;br /&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'd already know&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if i took those words from you,&lt;br /&gt;More than words to show you feel&lt;br /&gt;That your love for me is real&lt;br /&gt;What would you say if I took those words away&lt;br /&gt;Then you couldn't make things new&lt;br /&gt;Just by saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;Is more than words , more than what you say&lt;br /&gt;is the things you do ,oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Is more than words , more than what you say&lt;br /&gt;is the things you do oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've tried to talk to you and make you understand&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And just reach out your hands and touch me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close don't ever let me go&lt;br /&gt;More than words is all I ever needed you to show&lt;br /&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'd already know&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if my heart was torn in two&lt;br /&gt;More than words to show you feel&lt;br /&gt;That your love for me is real&lt;br /&gt;What would you say if I took those words away&lt;br /&gt;Then you couldn't make things new&lt;br /&gt;Just by saying I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110587731481512718?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110587731481512718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110587731481512718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110587731481512718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110587731481512718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/more-than-words.html' title='more than words'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110580810915990637</id><published>2005-01-16T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T00:55:09.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so funny</title><content type='html'>haha. i tell you. today's super funny. went to meet xiu hui, jew, shuyi, joyce, choonyee/min at ps after d NB party. and guess who i saw?!? dunno rite? hahah. i saw evelyn. hahaha. was so surprise to se her there. haha. so i chatted with her for awhile. and she told mi tt she's so shock to mi. cuz i've changed alot. and she said tt my bro told her tt i'm back in sch and his very proud of me. haha. i'm so happy. i mean. i didnt know tt my bro actually told evelyn this. heex. and evelyn said tt she's proud of mi too. cuz she see the changes and everything. haha. hmmm. aniwaex. then after tt. went b2 to meet them lar. here's the funny part. we were toking about alot of crap lar. then ar. tt choonmin ar. haiyohx. keeps saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. haha.then we got so fustrated tt we threw all the rubbish on choonmin. hahha. then her sister ar. very nice of her. she seats down there and laugh. laugh till her eye cannot see again. hahaha. tt's the way she laugh lar. hahahahha. but i think ar. choonyee's quite poor thing ar.have sucha slow sister. hahahaha. i think they're just so funny. both dun look alike. but the onli thing tt's they have in common is their laughter. hahha. they laugh ar. cannot stop. continuously one ar.hahahhaha. i think it's just so funny. hahhaha. okayy. shall stio laughing animore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110580810915990637?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962140.post-110562128950380463</id><published>2005-01-13T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T21:01:29.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new diary!</title><content type='html'>hmm. rmb abt the other online diary in one of the previous entry? hmmm. i think it's done alrd. hmmm. it's in cantonese. hmmm. u can go in and see also. but dunno if u wil understand anot. yahx. here's the addy. &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/skin.asp?user=chiokyan"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/skin.asp?user=chiokyan&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/7962140-110562128950380463?l=nicoletheprincess.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-7962140.post-110561868714185771</id><published>2005-01-13T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T20:18:07.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREAKING TIRED!!!</title><content type='html'>had training just now.was training since 1 plus. cuz my stupid class alwaex end this freaking early. tt's why i've so much of the freaking time to spare. argg. so i was training alone. till they end class. whoa. then all the ppl started runing towards the court wor. and they snatch away my ball. to play soccer or wateva it is. got so pissed off. so i raised my voice and ask them to return. it's so shit lar. sec one onli then trying to act big. wat the. damn irritating ar. argg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110561868714185771?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110561868714185771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110561868714185771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110561868714185771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110561868714185771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/freaking-tired.html' title='FREAKING TIRED!!!'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110535332220659076</id><published>2005-01-10T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T18:35:22.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>very boring ar</title><content type='html'>today i finally tell him tt i dun like him lu. hope tt he wun be sad. after school went to serene center. saw lausanne wor. with her fren. then after that i faster rush to nan hua. bacause there's suppose to be tournament today ga. but dunno why when i went there nobody there wor. and i waited for one hour ar. so tiring. i very hungry ar. but my mummy dun care about mi ar. hou bad ar. die lar. i today very crazy. anything also laugh wor. hahaha. so funny. okayy. i think tt's all for today la~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110535332220659076?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110535332220659076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110535332220659076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110535332220659076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110535332220659076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/very-boring-ar.html' title='very boring ar'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110527903593810941</id><published>2005-01-09T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T21:57:15.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long long time</title><content type='html'>heyyheyy. haven been blogging for two days. hmmm. cuz i'm currently attending to another blog. which is in canto. but not realli done with it yet. heex. yahx. aniwaex. as usual. sat church. after tt. jane tt ass was suppose to go shopping with me wor. BUT. end up she went watch movie with xiangg bor. so end up going shopping with marco guan and shi hui. haha. but it ends up like. mi and marco, guan and shi hui. hahah. so funny. hmm. yahx. met stacey after tt. hmm. and something happen. so sorry ar. i realli dun mean it ga. hmm. yahx.and for today. went volunteery work with jin qi. which was suppose to be with jin qi AND xinyi. but. i think those who know xinyi will know wat happen lahx. hahah. hmmm. aniwaex. went yam cha with my dad after tt. at first when i go there, i ask for 4 seats. then tt gay manager say tt it's full. so hafta wait till 145. so i say i will tell my dad first. but my dad said this : okayy nvm. i reach there then have place alrd". whoa. hahha. so powerful ahx. hahaha. which is wat happen ahx. hahah. okayy. went shopping after tt with jin qi. bought a top, a shoe and my spects. hahah. i think i look so nice with ot. hahaha. okayy. shall end here. nite nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110527903593810941?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110527903593810941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110527903593810941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110527903593810941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110527903593810941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/long-long-time.html' title='long long time'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110509635690771359</id><published>2005-01-07T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T19:12:36.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cut my hair.</title><content type='html'>heex. went to vut hair after sch today. with prissy and peiyi. i'm SUPER satisfy with my hair now. woohoo. *three cheers and three cheers and three cheers tot eh hair dresser. hip hip hooray hiphip hooray!!!* oh man. i'm super hyper today ar. hahahah. till prissy and peiyi keeps laughing at me. and tt cath hafta whack my butt to ask mi stop shaking my butt. hahahahaha. so funny k. hmmm. aniwaex. today's friday. yeahx. finally can conference. hahahaha. finally man. *shouting out to DARREN LULU BOY, JUN YING YING AND EUNICEEEEEE. I MISH YOU GUYS SO MUCH*hahhaha. abit the........... heex. oh man. cant wait for tmr too. service service. hahahaha. hmmm. i think i shld calm down first. lalalalalalalalax. oh man. u know wat. like tt prissy peiyi cath hannah jiexin and tt wan fong so much man.. hahahah. feel so close to them. realli hope tt we will be the bimbo gals tgt. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for tt person..&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate wat you've done for mi. but. you are onli a fren to me. cant we just br frenz? haiyahx. i dun wan your letters. so can you stop writting. your just making thingys awkward for the both of us. arggg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110509635690771359?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110509635690771359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110509635690771359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110509635690771359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110509635690771359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-cut-my-hair.html' title='i cut my hair.'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110501408676570616</id><published>2005-01-06T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T20:21:26.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired tired tired</title><content type='html'>i'm feeling nth but tired. arg. actually nt realli v tired lahx. hahaha. went for netball just now. so fun. heex. i wan to play center. center center center. heex. i'm loving netball more and more. but at the same time. should neglect badminton. tournement's at feb. better train hard man. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;724 days more. it's gonna be a long long time.but still. shall strive hard for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110501408676570616?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110501408676570616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110501408676570616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110501408676570616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110501408676570616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/tired-tired-tired.html' title='tired tired tired'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110493194036323308</id><published>2005-01-05T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T21:32:20.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm just so tired</title><content type='html'>okayy. i haven been so tired for sucha long time. but i've gotta strive on. i cant give up and i wun. or maybe i'm not tired. just feeling irritated about my class. things is either too fast or too slow. haix. nvm. hmmm. aniwaex. i think i'm free on every wed. cuz i think mon netball, tues badminton, wed free i think? thurs netball, fri badminton. yesh. this is my schedule. hmmm. like v tiring rite? i also like tt think so. but. no choice. this is wat i need. haha. yahx. hmmm. aniwaex. i think i hafta slp alrd. am freaking tired. heex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110493194036323308?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110493194036323308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110493194036323308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110493194036323308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110493194036323308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-just-so-tired.html' title='i&apos;m just so tired'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110484629592473315</id><published>2005-01-04T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T21:44:55.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah yeahx</title><content type='html'>okayy.i'm so proud of myself i tell you. cuz today dere's cca orientation. and my shift's like. just nice during science lesson. so i gotta skip it, which also means tt i wun know wat the teacher teach today. BUT. i manage to study it and finish my hw. hahaha. i think i'm so clever. hahaha. and. today quite funny. cuz during assembly. our new priciple which is mrs kee is adressing us. and as you know. all girls sch principle all tok in the british type? but of cuz . my sch ppl think it's funny. and the most funny thing is. the malay guy behind mi said this "wah laox. she like singing oprea like tt" hahahhaha. whixh i think it's super funny ahx. but cant laugh. yahx. and awhile ltr. i'm just so tired tt i fell aslp. but of cuz i cant. so i ask the guy whose sitting beside me. if he has swt. but he say tt he dun have. but suddenly after 5 mins. he gave my a handful of swt. hahahah. think he super funny ahx. ahhaha. nvm. after tt have training. so i'm super duper tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. new anouncement. i will not be joining netball instaed of band. cuz band cant let mi continue with my schedule. yesh. so if i join netball. i can at lease have one day free for cg. hahaha. yesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110484629592473315?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110484629592473315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110484629592473315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110484629592473315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110484629592473315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/yeah-yeahx.html' title='yeah yeahx'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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-7962140.post-110476135566900540</id><published>2005-01-03T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T22:09:15.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo</title><content type='html'>okayy. today's the first day of sch. pretty lame and boring. cuz it's the first day. ahha. hmmm. nvm. and luckily tt i'm not the onli chinese in class. tt's alot more. hahha. hmm. aniwaex. my class those guys is even more gentle then my class malay gals. wat is this man. haha. hmmm. nvm. and my class is like. ALL AH BEND AND AH LIANS. oh my. may god realli bless mi patience man. as you guys should now tt ahx. hate them to the mega mega core. hmmm. nvm. it's okayy. hmmm. was suppose to go for band today. but end up didnt go. cuz i'm suppose to go st margs. yeahx. went clementi and met stacey. whose late ahx. dunno where she come from wor. even later then mi coming form town. haha. yesh. aniwaex. i'm officially gonna change my style to the hk style ah. and tt stacey's like. laughing and laughing. very funny ahx. ahhahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly gal. dun worry. aint we happier this way? it's a wise choice isnt it? hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962140-110476135566900540?l=nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110476135566900540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962140&amp;postID=110476135566900540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110476135566900540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962140/posts/default/110476135566900540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoletheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/woohoo.html' title='woohoo'/><author><name>JESUS IS ALIVE!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782906604685583123</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>
