<?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-3965991</id><updated>2012-02-09T22:20:49.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEL</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>314</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-116636478589299768</id><published>2006-12-17T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T20:32:54.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's bid this dearly half-departed blog a GOODBYE(to idiots: click on e 'goodbye')</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/116636478589299768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/116636478589299768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116636478589299768' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-115641929996606769</id><published>2006-08-23T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T23:10:32.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Half a yr gone (:Two nd a half more t go ):I HATE SCHOOL !</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/115641929996606769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/115641929996606769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115641929996606769' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-114382539382822137</id><published>2006-03-28T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T01:18:43.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're not blaming me for anything that's greatBut I don't break that easy.Does it fade away?Who am I to say this situation isn't great?It's my time to make the most of itOf course I didnt know that this would happen to me, not that easy, no</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/114382539382822137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/114382539382822137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114382539382822137' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-114198661244236802</id><published>2006-03-10T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T18:30:12.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Make your heart sing lullabiesLet it flow tumble sotill Im losing controlRock-a-bye I'll be your baby, lullabyMake me go crazyLullaby, put me straight to sleep</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/114198661244236802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/114198661244236802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114198661244236802' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-114088778566497817</id><published>2006-02-26T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T01:34:19.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've decided to join alumni band aft all.Went Huiyu's mom's place for dinner. Bloody crab. But am I a pro or what HAHA I cld eat e crab w/o dirtying my hands!Shisha-ed aft that. Its such a boring activity. Its only fun playing w e smoke and all HAHHALast eps of e funny Korean show w e gd looking guy but ugly girl. E ending isnt v nice.I WANNA CLUB (:I feel so odd blogging now.You play games with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/114088778566497817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/114088778566497817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114088778566497817' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-114061787101133480</id><published>2006-02-22T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T22:17:51.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My father's being such an ass</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/114061787101133480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/114061787101133480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114061787101133480' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-114045943493048410</id><published>2006-02-20T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T21:45:04.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're all talk but no action. I still wonder if you were just humoring me. If you are, its time to stop cos it hurts so bad.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/114045943493048410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/114045943493048410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114045943493048410' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-113412866755138031</id><published>2005-12-09T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T00:00:41.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Os is over and life's rockin ! :)Stayed over at Chucky's hse ytd.HEY PPL, WE BOUGHT UR XMAS PREZZIES ALR !I had quite a .. Sleepless night. 3 of us squeezed on one mattress.Sakae-ed just now. BLOATED PLS.IhopeIdidntgainweightIhopeIdidntgainweight HAHAAnyhoos, it was fun. We ate, bitched, and hid unwanted food.I'M BROKE BROKE BROKE . I just realise it sucks working for my dad whn my bro's not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/113412866755138031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/113412866755138031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113412866755138031' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-113154233777728690</id><published>2005-11-09T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T21:18:57.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THIRTEEN MORE DAYS !!I cant wait !</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/113154233777728690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/113154233777728690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113154233777728690' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-112989422205867022</id><published>2005-10-21T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T20:02:29.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH GOD! I NEED MOTIVATION !! Abt 2 more wks to Os and I HAVENT STARTED REVISING!! At the rate I'm going, I'M BOUND TO FAIL!!! I dont feel any urgency. Shite! I HAVE TO START STUDYING !Dont take me for a ride . I'm not such a doofus aft all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/112989422205867022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/112989422205867022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112989422205867022' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-112929645106102416</id><published>2005-10-14T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T21:33:54.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Mic just asked why I havent been blogging and it just hit me that I had been so lazy that I abandoned this place.Last day of sch ytd. Not much of "last day" actually. I wld still have to go back to sch for lessons. BAAAH! I hate taking O lvls !ARGHH! ONE MORE MTH! ONE MORE MTH and I can play, club and shop till my parents go broke. MUAHAHAHA !!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/112929645106102416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/112929645106102416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112929645106102416' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-112597508431402896</id><published>2005-09-06T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T11:07:38.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Praise the Lord for the invention of cabletv and the internet .Everyday, we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna sayWe be earnin dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we paySome got gold and oil and diamonds all we got is Mary JLegalize it, time you recognize it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/112597508431402896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/112597508431402896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112597508431402896' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-112462344450055605</id><published>2005-08-21T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T19:29:04.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hate having an IQ of 10. I hate being forgetful. I hate being 17. I hate being fat. I hate being ugly. I hate being so stressed. I hate being lazy (I cant help it!). I hate the O lvls. I hate my life (Cliche, I know).Sometimes I wish I'm 5 all over agn so I can crawl into my dad's arms (I'm more of a daddy's girl) and cry my eyes out whenever I feel miserable and insecure. At least I wld be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/112462344450055605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/112462344450055605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112462344450055605' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-112350538066179640</id><published>2005-08-08T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T20:54:41.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm too lazy to blog.Pictures uploaded anws.Click HERE !((=</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/112350538066179640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/112350538066179640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112350538066179640' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-112219790665307168</id><published>2005-07-24T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T17:46:13.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pictures .. Click HEREMy dad is such an asshole.BYE!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/112219790665307168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/112219790665307168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112219790665307168' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111980291077012649</id><published>2005-06-26T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T00:21:50.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another 37 min and my June hols is OVER!Saying that am sad is an understatement.Its against my will to go back to sch.Its not my wish to go back to sch.The stress and pressure I've to go through ..Feeling fatigue everyday ..School takes away the smile on my face.Saturday:Chucky + Huiyu + Town-ed + Shopping-ed + Stinray-ed + Starbucks-ed = JOY and LAUGHTER(=</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111980291077012649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111980291077012649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111980291077012649' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111927124858364587</id><published>2005-06-20T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T20:42:42.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ParanoidWhich Personality Disorder Do You Have?brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111927124858364587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111927124858364587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111927124858364587' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111875566112494136</id><published>2005-06-14T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T10:47:38.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I woke up at EIGHT AM today, ytd and the day before. I tnk am possessed.I've abt 25 channels (I tnk) on SCV but there wasnt anything pleasant to watch until 1030, 1630 and 1700. So basically, my day was spent rotting in front of the stupid com playing all the dumb games I know. I wanted to install SIMS 2, but there wasnt enough space in my lousy hard drive. Besides, that annoying irc server was (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111875566112494136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111875566112494136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111875566112494136' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111832373817885955</id><published>2005-06-09T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T21:36:03.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There wasnt sch today. Went to Bugis to get the vcd frm Huiyu (no thanks to Mic-Helle). Went Heeren/Taka/Wisma/Far Est/Pac Plaza ..  SHOPPING!! But I wasnt really in the mood cos my shoe was killing me.Went to the doctor's just now. It turns out the reason I keep scratching my neck and ear lk a monkey is cos I've ECZEMA! OH MAAAN! I feel .. Mutilated. )=Dammit! Sch tmr. Hang in there Mel, hang in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111832373817885955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111832373817885955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111832373817885955' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111814376283821327</id><published>2005-06-07T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T19:37:44.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AH AH AH AH AH AHHH!! I queued up so long for that damn thing and I have to re-queue AGAIN ! And right now , I'm PMS-ing like the whole wrld just offended me.Anw, Mrs. RajNAGGY was being such an ass today. Looking at the way I said her name you can alr guess why so I presume no elaboration is needed.I DON'T wanna go to sch tmr.I DON'T wanna go to sch tmr.I DON'T wanna go to sch tmr.I DON'T wanna </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111814376283821327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111814376283821327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111814376283821327' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111789161841003816</id><published>2005-06-04T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T21:31:13.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't wanna wake up todayCos everyday's the sameAnd I've been waiting so longFor things to changeI'm sick of this placeI wanna break freeSick of studyingCos am always failingSick of my friendsCos everyone's cheatingI'm so frustratedDon't wanna think about tomorrowI just don't care tonightDon't wanna think my sorrowForget my problemsI don't wanna wake up one dayAnd find out it's too lateTo do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111789161841003816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111789161841003816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111789161841003816' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111608461439920894</id><published>2005-05-14T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T18:13:51.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PIMPLE OUTBRK, PIMPLE OUTBRK, PIMPLE OUTBRK !!!Friday:Last day of MYE but I dont feel that happy cos all the pprs were tough. I just hope I dont get grounded and my dad wont cancel SCV.Huiyu came to my humble abode aft the ppr. Watched Vampire III and my FAV show on 55. Last episode tonight. )=Sat:Met the peeps at Paradigm. Lunched at Yoshi.Walked ard aimlessly .. Took a brk at Starbucks.Chinatwn</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111608461439920894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111608461439920894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111608461439920894' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111491831742464735</id><published>2005-05-01T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T11:35:29.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a bad case of insomnia. I cldnt get a wink of sleep until (abt) 5am. I woke up at 10am. o_0 WHAT HAPPENED?!! I used to be able to slp the moment I lie on the bed. This is an outrage!! I hope it dosent happen today.Turn on channel seven at a quarter to eightYou see the same damn thingIt's just a different dayAnd no one really knows why this is happening, but it's happeningAnd everywhere you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111491831742464735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111491831742464735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111491831742464735' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111477066601679467</id><published>2005-04-29T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T20:50:54.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eng/SS pprs? I just hope I dont fail too badly. I tnk I went out of pt for my compo and compre is just .. bad la. SS .. I dont know what I was writing for sbq and my structured essay was 5 cm long only. I didnt study ANY of the chp that came out. DANGGG!Towned aft the exams. (Cool kids what, what to do?!) Lunched , went to see our class tee and sent my hp for servicing.Rushed hm for piano aft </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111477066601679467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111477066601679467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111477066601679467' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111459438121744486</id><published>2005-04-27T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T17:39:04.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I brought my mountain of bks hm today. Called my sugar daddy to sch to chauffeur me hm. Despite being busy, he still escorted me up and carried my bks for me. AWWW!! I love Aaron Loi!Eng/SS exams in 2 days.I dont even know the difference btw 'then' and 'than'. OH MYYY! HOW PATHETIC!!! HOW INTELLECTUALLY DISABLED! How ghastly can ur Eng get Mel?!God bless me.-No use being so smug whn you've it all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111459438121744486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111459438121744486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111459438121744486' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111417359631090048</id><published>2005-04-22T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T20:48:34.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm positively infuriated with Mr. Aaron Loi !!!He refused to help me find out the registration code for Norton (since Feb) , insisting that it can be found in the cd. Does he not ustand Eng or is it just me?! They specifically said "type out ur reg code FROM THE BACK OF THE CD!" So now .. Very good! My bloody com is infected w a bloody virus but NO, I still DONT have Norton installed to kill the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111417359631090048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111417359631090048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111417359631090048' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111382278632347120</id><published>2005-04-18T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T18:49:27.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so angry w my mom! She switched off my com (on Sat) while I was d/l'g halfway and as I was alr late, I didnt switch it on agn and now I've to queue up all over AGN! Ok , so I didnt tell her not to switch it off ..AHHH! It's driving me CRAZY! Such a LONG wait!!Sch was FUN today! Koh and Low didnt come. 4 free periods. Aint that just grt?!However, Lao Shi spoilt it all by making us all stay </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111382278632347120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111382278632347120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111382278632347120' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111356763601793741</id><published>2005-04-15T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T20:20:36.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>-Sings- It's FRIIIDAAAY!!! (OKAY! Out of tune!!)No A Math, so we townned. Ate and shopped, but darn it! There wasnt enough time to get Yami Yogurt. I HAVE to get it tmr!! Honeydew Yami Yogurt .. YUM YUM!!!Went Bugis. Borrowed Huiyu's shoes. Wanted to see Chucky's bro's gf but she wasnt there. Went to Bugis Village. The place is renovated and it's so Thailand.Rushed hm aft that as I've piano at 6.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111356763601793741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111356763601793741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111356763601793741' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111348581647010826</id><published>2005-04-14T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T20:22:27.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got hit on the head by the stupid bball AGAIN!!! GROWLSSS! I hate balls.EARLY DISMISSAL! No A Maths tmr! (((=Well, there'll be , but it isnt compulsory so OB-VI-OUS-LY, am NOT going!Played tennis aft sch. Sometimes I wish I joined a sport cca. (EXCEPT track!)-I need motivation.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111348581647010826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111348581647010826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111348581647010826' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111321851580779703</id><published>2005-04-11T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T19:25:30.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The German ppl played some songs during assembly . The drummer was helluva GOOD !Oh boy , looking at them play, I gotta admit - I miss playing the tpet! I cant believe am saying this either, but yes, I do; I miss playing the tpet!! )=However, let me mk this clr. All I miss is PLAYING the TPET! It DOESNT mean that I miss band!! I'll NV miss band and those pesky ppl in it.I loved the weather in the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111321851580779703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111321851580779703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111321851580779703' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111288204439632644</id><published>2005-04-07T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T21:55:10.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm HAPPY!I passed my 2.4 with my own determination and effort. Although the timing isnt gd, I gave my all this yr. Sth I've nv done. I've always wanted to just pass my 2.4 , but this time, I ran w all my might. Tiring, but satisfying.(=I SWEAR Mr. Out-Of-Point hates me. He's biased towards me. How can a teacher be like THIS?! Fuck it. I dont care. At least I hated him first. Who needs his help </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111288204439632644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111288204439632644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111288204439632644' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111217765631400372</id><published>2005-03-30T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T18:59:23.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YESYESYES! It's x-country tmr! YAHOOOOOOO!!!Actually, am only happy cos I dont have to study.In fact, I hate x-country esp since it's at MacRitchie!I HATE MacRitchie!! It's so muddy, rocky, up and down and full of mosquitoes!! (Yes, am fussy)Chucky's BEEEG and BEEE-OOO-TEEE-FOOOOL watch is w me.No, I didnt steal it. She LET me wear it hm!(((=Dinner; I'm mad abt char siew rice.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111217765631400372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111217765631400372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111217765631400372' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111210193216984247</id><published>2005-03-29T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:13:29.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today just aint my day.1. Did fillings. OW!! It hurts! The process hurt and the result hurts!I cant smile cos my teeth is too sensitive , even to air!2. I went out of pt for Eng (compo test)Two major events was all I need to spoil my day.I'm just gonna turn to my mommy for solace and cry my hrt out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111210193216984247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111210193216984247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111210193216984247' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111201930165316396</id><published>2005-03-28T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T22:22:50.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AHHH! Sch sucks balls as usual , LA!Had a teeth check-up . Oh boy! I've to go back tmr to get fillings. I was pretty excited at first, but not anymore cos I've to go back during FREE PERIOD! How unlucky can I be?!!I stole Mic's watch hm. WAHAHAH! It wasnt on purpose. I just forgot to return it to her. I lk her watch anws.MEL is sooooooo CHOMEL ! WOOOOOOO !!!You knw I am .. Dont deny it; dont lie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111201930165316396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111201930165316396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111201930165316396' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111185689767434582</id><published>2005-03-27T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T01:08:17.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Summary:Scan finished at 12:46:43 AM on 3/27/2005.Number of Files Scanned: 32536Number of Infections Found: 0Number of Files Repaired: 0Number of Files Deleted: 0Number of Files Left Infected: 0Just scanned my com for virus. None - Phew!Am talking to Huiyu now. As Gd Fri is over, both of us have decided that we shall be a whole new person. We shant let ANYONE dirty our minds, pollute our hrt, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111185689767434582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111185689767434582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111185689767434582' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111176100750476131</id><published>2005-03-25T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T22:32:02.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is a HOLYdayyy! So naturally , we went out (Right, we're such cool kids who hang ard twn everyday.)Met Chucky and Huiyu aat Heeren bus stop . I was late agn. -I'm SRY!We went SHOPPING! Had lunch at Mos Burger.Met Grace , she passed me the Saiyuki Reload DVDs . WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!!!Dessert at Coffee Club Xpress. SUCKS! The drinks SUCKS! I'll just stick to Starbucks.Myra and Mic came.Dined at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111176100750476131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111176100750476131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111176100750476131' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111166304116579703</id><published>2005-03-24T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T21:46:20.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH MYYY! What a horrible day it has been!!!Played Bball during PE. I got hit by the ball on my forehead .. )=It hurt.I hope no pimple grows there!!!Lessons were such a DRAG! Time moved sooooooo slooooooowlyyy lk a snail . I kept wanting to slp. Cldnt take it . ARRRGH!I tnk teachers mk gd bedtime story tellers!Am glad tmr's a holiday! (=</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111166304116579703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111166304116579703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111166304116579703' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111150176729774399</id><published>2005-03-22T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T22:34:45.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is another typical post abt sch - It's boring , tiring, stressful and pressurizing !!If there's 2 hrs of A Maths tmr, I'll only end sch at 1915 (by right) cos I've to go for 2 hrs of band.But than agn , who's gonna go?!!I wanna knw who's that bloody idiot who did the time-table!Fast-forward, fast-forward, fast-forward!!!I wanna eat YAMI YOGHURT! (=Yummyyy .. !-Simple Plan - Dont wanna think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111150176729774399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111150176729774399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111150176729774399' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111139825975568756</id><published>2005-03-21T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T17:50:40.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ytd was the best Sunday I've ever had!Woke up at 10AM! Cos I had to go to my (paternal) grandma's crematorium as Qing Ming Jie is coming. AHHH! I NV wanna go back there! I mean I dont mind going to the crematorium to pay my respects, but I dont wanna go during Qing Ming Jie ANYMORE! The whole place stank of SMOKE , LA!! So smelly! My mom and I cldnt take the smell and we got a headache. And my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111139825975568756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111139825975568756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111139825975568756' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111123963883389327</id><published>2005-03-19T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T21:40:38.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went out for lunch w my mom aft piano.Unlucky; I lost my ez link on the bus on the way hm. Told my dad and he called up the SBS ppl for me (better than my mom who cld only SCREAM at me) and my ez link is found! 3 cheers for my dad!! (=Huiyu and Mic came over. Watched Spongebob the Movie. Huiyu says that Spongebob and Patrick are lk in the wrld of their own. HAHA! I lk Plankton! I realise that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111123963883389327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111123963883389327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111123963883389327' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111097326293723183</id><published>2005-03-17T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T00:20:22.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ytd was the HAPPIEST day of my life. Ok, so am exaggerating .. But I was TRULY happy!Went Chucky's grandma's hse to swim and OH! Brandon sat on my lap!!! (= HAHA! Am still all smiles now. I wish he's mine! HAHAHA! So cuteZzZzZzZzz pls!Ok, I tnk I better not get so excited. I'm gonna become a paedophile .. Or am I alr? This is bad. Bad, bad , bad! See what you got me into Chucky!!! HAHA!!I'm dead </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111097326293723183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111097326293723183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111097326293723183' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111089647626104098</id><published>2005-03-15T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T22:21:16.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm SO angry with my dad! He switched off the router and cut off my d/ls w/o asking me!! ARRRRGH!! I was almost done w the d/ls but NOW I've to queue up all over agn. ARRRRGHH!!Sch had been a big fat waste of my time!I'm RAGING with anger.ARRRRRRRGHH!!Leave me ALONE!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111089647626104098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111089647626104098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111089647626104098' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111060869596259414</id><published>2005-03-12T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T00:12:50.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FridayLearning Journey - Electoplating; Wasnt that boring.Well, it was at first, but it became interesting when we cld electroplate our keys and coins - It was quite cool.Headed to Suntec aft that w RS, Mic, Huiyu and Chucky cos our SMART Huiyu told us that there was a Popular fair there but there wasnt any. !@#$%Nevertheless, we still enjoyed ourselves (as we were alr there, so what choice do we</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111060869596259414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111060869596259414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111060869596259414' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111036729799507536</id><published>2005-03-09T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T19:22:47.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YESYESYESYESYESSSSSSS!!!My dad added in the 55 and Kids' channels alr! Am a HAPPY girl! (=  I tnk Mic-Helle will be happy to see this too, as it means that she dosent need to tape for me Jie Da Huan Xi anymore. -Grins-CHUCKY! I miss Brandon!! -Laughs--Walk a mile in my shoesDo me right or I'm throughCan't you see thatIf you wanna stay aroundYou got to figure me outTake your time or you looseThis </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111036729799507536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111036729799507536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111036729799507536' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111012487331871826</id><published>2005-03-06T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T00:02:03.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have Accounts, Chem and E Maths hw to do. But guess what ! I dont know how to do ALL of them!!! I feel so STUPID! WHY am I so STUPID?!Stupid, stupid, stupid!And Chucky just told me that the Chi test consists of Chp 3, 5, 6 and 9. I thought it's only dan yuan 2!!ARGHHH! I've gotto learn how NOT to do things at e last min!!!I've to struggle w my hw, and I've to finish studying.There goes my gd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111012487331871826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111012487331871826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111012487331871826' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111011594740767828</id><published>2005-03-06T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T22:01:05.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG! I'm watching some Taiwan show .. 'Zong YI Zui Ai Xian' or sth .. HAHA! I laughed till I cried! It's so frigging FUNNY!!! Advertisements now. Cant wait ~Hmm .. So much for doing hw eh?!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111011594740767828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111011594740767828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111011594740767828' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111011449882509968</id><published>2005-03-06T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T21:14:18.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went Thomson Plaza w my parents. Had dinner there; at some Hong Kong eatery place. (Da Pai Dang or sth) I love e fried chicken there!! It tasted so heavenly, so delicious that I cld eat endless of it.Parents spent THIRTY MINS in GNC buying pills. So annoying .. Waste my time!NTUC - Didnt have my Post cereal. How lousy!Starbucks - Rhumba frappuccino!! (Myra! That's e drink we tried during Chingay)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111011449882509968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111011449882509968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111011449882509968' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-111003478868764891</id><published>2005-03-05T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T12:51:40.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sat = Time for play. (=Met Huiyu at 2. Wanted to buy a cap. But I cant find any nice ones.We met Chucky while she was SHOPPING w her mom. Her mom, unlike e stingy her, treated us to Auntie Anne's.Ok , LA! Chucky's nice too! She treated us to an ice-cream at Mac. -Thank YOUU!!Huiyu and I observed sth. Chucky kinda look and behave lk * **. Laughs! We kept laughing at her while eating our ice-cream.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111003478868764891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/111003478868764891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111003478868764891' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110994559230260432</id><published>2005-03-04T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T22:13:12.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bad Mood.My life was bad enough. But I had to go and mk it worse.I destroyed my life and I destroyed myself.-Lessons was, as usual , BORING!! A Maths made it worse.Kelvin Chua was simply annoying. Just because he'll be alone in sch as he didnt wanna go for e commendation , it doesnt give him e right to keep us back. Huiyu and I had to run awy from him in d end as he wanted to check my bk. Went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110994559230260432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110994559230260432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110994559230260432' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110983729434078725</id><published>2005-03-03T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T16:08:14.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've nv felt so STRESSED in my whole entire life before.Os is hard!!I'm barely scraping through E Maths. So how do you tnk my other subjects are gonna be like!!5 days of sch, 3 (sometimes 4) days of tests. That's how sch life is now.I miss those precious days in lower sec. Those carefree days; where nothing mattered.I dont wanna grow up.I dont wanna face the pain and agony Mr. Reality is putting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110983729434078725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110983729434078725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110983729434078725' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110950351931375014</id><published>2005-02-27T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T19:26:05.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOHOHO!!It's another typical boring Sunday.Period.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110950351931375014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110950351931375014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110950351931375014' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110942948929732052</id><published>2005-02-26T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T22:51:29.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sat came and went awy so quickly.Why is it that time passes extra fast when you're having fun?!!Pooled while waiting for Huiyu.Went Mos Burger to eat (despite objections from Chucky Tan). Walked dwn to Tang's as we wanted to develop cam-phone pics (whatever you call it). Had stop-overs at OG and Heeren. Myra met us at Heeren. All of us took pics non-stop (even Chucky Tan!!! Esp Mic-Helle!) as we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110942948929732052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110942948929732052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110942948929732052' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110934217586740772</id><published>2005-02-25T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T22:36:15.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood swingF my dad!He refuses to let me have the flat screen monitor in my rm whn he said I cld aft my bro and his gf left. Like nobody uses e com outside anymore?!! He brings back his laptop whenever he has wk to do! SO WHAT'S HIS F****** PROB?!!!He refuses to help me load e sound system saying he's busy! I've been pestering him for so long alr!He refuses to help me plug e VCR in. It was fine </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110934217586740772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110934217586740772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110934217586740772' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110925680393880643</id><published>2005-02-24T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T22:58:16.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My parents are like, SUPER ANNOYING?!!!They keep coming in and out of my rm to tell me to tell things to my bro through MSN. And they only processes what I said aft I've repeated my sentence twice or thrice.All they can tnk of is "E-Mail" and "MSN". Tnk they so HI-TECH, ah?!!!Annoying!They cld switch on the com outside or my dad cld bring his laptop hm, but NO! They wld rather TROUBLE ME!How </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110925680393880643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110925680393880643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110925680393880643' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110916574057353859</id><published>2005-02-23T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T21:39:11.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just got back from twn w Huiyu. Went to get my mom a bday present.Sports day tmr. I'll be a Gage-Brown-tian. I'm just praying I wont get caught.-I'm too fatI'm too uglyI'm too annoyingI'm too hatedI'm too poorI'm too stupidIt f*****g hurts.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110916574057353859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110916574057353859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110916574057353859' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110908248975213235</id><published>2005-02-22T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T22:28:09.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a busy bee and I decided not to care abt insignificant ppl. All of them can just SHUT UP, GET OUT and STEP UP!! (Ooo .. Am in LOVE w that song!)Physics test was tough! I had completely no idea what majority of e qns were about ..-Chucky, Huiyu: Thank You for gg down town w me although you were feeling tired. And Chucky, thanks agn for the *** (HIGHLY IMPT TOP SECRET)!! HAHA!! Love ya'll!! (=</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110908248975213235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110908248975213235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110908248975213235' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110898334251884497</id><published>2005-02-21T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T18:58:29.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today, is ASSYLUM'S bday!HAPPY 17 SALTED GOOSE!HAHA! (=Had A Math test today; it was difficult.Met the rest at Taka aft e test. Lunched at Yoshi. Sang a bday song for Angel. Laughs! So embarassing, but we did it anw.Left ard 5+. Took 167 w Myra.GOSH! There was this guy who got up e bus at MacRitchie and stood beside me. Nvm. He lifted his hand to hold the bar on top .. and I cld smell his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110898334251884497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110898334251884497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110898334251884497' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110890984449430338</id><published>2005-02-20T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T22:33:39.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can only use one word to describe Sat - Tiring. So tiring that I didnt bother to switch on my com aft reaching hm. I showered and went str to bed (despite my wet hair).My mom was being so ANNOYING this aftnoon. Right from the moment I woke up, she kept shouting NON-STOP at ME! She made me go my grands' hse too. She said "Awhile" but I just got back cos we had lunch and dinner there.I forgive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110890984449430338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110890984449430338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110890984449430338' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110872951433019032</id><published>2005-02-18T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T00:17:19.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BDAY VL!!!I just woke up from my 4 hour nap and I feel so .. Funny now.I feel so heavy-hearted. I feel so low. I feel lk crying.Cos,I miss my brother.*This stupid feeling just came suddenly and it doesnt feel gd.This melancholiness is dragging me down.Let me go dig a hole and start crying.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110872951433019032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110872951433019032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110872951433019032' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110863888666941413</id><published>2005-02-17T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T19:14:46.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My dad is so annoying ! I've nv met another guy who's as NAGGY as him!!! Well, my mom is just as annoying as well. She talks TOO MUCH!!!I've got my LIVESTRONG band! (aft badgering and annoying Mic-Helle for so long) -Grins-Am looking for a Nike band now. Know of any place which sells?I'm so gonna flunk my Chi test today.I'm very lazy to study for Physics tmr.Sighhh ..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110863888666941413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110863888666941413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110863888666941413' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110856769423165051</id><published>2005-02-16T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T23:32:18.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went to e airport to send my brother off. He left w his gf.I tnk his gf is SUPER NICE! She's very friendly and her dressing is lk , woah, nice ! I hope my bro dosent bring any other girls back besides her. HAHA!Anw, it's only been abt 3 hrs and I'm missing my bro alr. It's gonna be sooo boring and sooo quiet w/o that irritant ! )=Misses*So I kinda just got back , I'm feeling slpy and I've a Chi</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110856769423165051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110856769423165051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110856769423165051' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110848344259847260</id><published>2005-02-15T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T00:12:00.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I sld start hitting my bks. But I lack the motivation to do so.I sld start mugging. But I lack the patience to do so.All I wanna do is goof, goof , GOOF .I know I'll regret not starting revision now.I hate studying , LAH!My bro's gf came ytd (she's prettehhh !), and we went out for dinner just now at some lousy hotel with a lousy restaurant cos my lousy mom booked it at e last min.I totally didnt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110848344259847260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110848344259847260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110848344259847260' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110830614207434208</id><published>2005-02-13T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T22:49:02.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've finished reading 'The Da Vinci Code' (yes yes, I know am slow) and it's quite complicating, but captivating. I couldnt put the bk dwn till I've finished it. Marvellous, I must say . Hohoho!Oh yes, my CME presentation is still not done. It's due on Tues now but I'm stucked. Chucky gave me some ideas but I cant seem to form any speech long enough for 3 mins with them. Sighhh ..3 more days.3 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110830614207434208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110830614207434208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110830614207434208' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110802166514359826</id><published>2005-02-10T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T23:16:11.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's the 2nd day of CNY today and sch's gonna re-open tmr (damn!).I've many reasons why I dont want tmr to come.(Numbers are not in order.)1. I've to do a jian bao, but I dont have Chi newsppr and if I tell my dad to drive me dwn to my grandpa's hse to get Chi newsppr, he wld scream at me for not taking it ytd.2. I've a CME project due tmr (I'm e 2nd speaker) and guess what's my STUPID </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110802166514359826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110802166514359826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110802166514359826' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110784196313339641</id><published>2005-02-08T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T13:52:43.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I AM TOTALLY IN LOVE WITH JIEDAHUANXI!!!And from now on, I'm gonna be speaking lk this , LA! HAHAHA!! That's how the bitch in the show speaks and I lk the bitch! HAHA!Anyways, I tnk the 2nd part is nicer than the 1st. HOWEVERRR, I have Ch 48, no 55, and 48 is showing the back episodes now. Sooo .. MIC-HELLE helps me tape the front few episodes.I hope to get 55 soon ..OH! Thank you MIC-HELLE!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110784196313339641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110784196313339641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110784196313339641' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110768062457883898</id><published>2005-02-03T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T23:25:46.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There you goYou're always so rightIt's all a big showIt's all about youYou think you knowWhat everyone needsYou always take timeTo criticize meIt seems like everydayI make mistakesI just can't get it rightIt's like I'm the oneYou love to hateBut not todaySo shut up, shut up, shut upDon't wanna hear itGet out, get out, get outGet out of my wayStep up, step up, step upYou'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110768062457883898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110768062457883898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110768062457883898' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110725815074095395</id><published>2005-02-01T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T21:59:30.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life is so routined. I want mine to end.My parents are always nagging.They're getting on my nerves.I cant cope with sch; I cant cope with the work.Eng is hard, E Maths is hard, Sci is hard,Humans is hard, Acc is hard, A Maths is hard, Chi is hard!!!How am I to survive?How am I to pass???I'm left with nothing;left with no one.Nobody loves me;everybody hates me.Nothing lasts forever</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110725815074095395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110725815074095395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110725815074095395' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110666015690873199</id><published>2005-01-25T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T21:44:03.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I tnk my body/mind is gonna collapse soon. I've been getting up at 0615 every morning (cos my dad's afraid I wont be able to mk it to sch at 0700 as I always tk my own sweet time to do things.)! LACK OF SLP!One more day,just one more day ... ...-I hate copycats,but I am one too.So basically,I hate copycatsand I hate me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110666015690873199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110666015690873199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110666015690873199' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110648899558411705</id><published>2005-01-23T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T22:08:11.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I spent some family quality time today.We set off to my mom's mom place aft my bro woke up (Which was like 1300+. What a PIG!) , had some snacks there and we went to Suntec City as my bro wants to buy some stuff to Aust. I had fun (Yes, I did although my parents only bought things for my bro.) cos it's w my BRO!My bro is so GAY, so ANNOYING and so DISGUSTING but I still LOVE him cos he's able </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110648899558411705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110648899558411705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110648899558411705' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110620914021111261</id><published>2005-01-20T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T16:19:00.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today just aint my day.Firstly, despite declaring that I wld be early for sch, I wasnt! Why?! Cos my parents woke me up at 0710!!! So I got a late slip and I've to reach sch at 0700 for THREE days! How am I gonna mk it when I wake up at 0645 every morning?!! GOSHHH!!!Secondly, my frigging piano teacher is supposed to be here at 1600 (which is NOW), but he went to another student's hse first </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110620914021111261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110620914021111261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110620914021111261' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110614003363827618</id><published>2005-01-19T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T21:07:13.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My mood is FOUL; it's swinging badly ! In fact, it swung for the whole day.-My worst mood swing ever.So am sry if I pissed anyone of you off.DECLARATION:Am going to be early for sch tmr!!! I'll try.I can mk it! I hope ..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110614003363827618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110614003363827618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110614003363827618' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110604848432046842</id><published>2005-01-18T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T22:18:50.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Am so gonna fail my Eng and Maths test. Why must they set it until so difficult ahhh!!Well, I just watched finish 'Meet the Fockers'. It isnt as funny as I thought it would be. 'Meet the Parents' is a better show cos it's funnier! But the li'l boy in 'Meet the Fockers' is so darn CUTE!! HAHA! So pretty looking too!! (=During Mass Drill this morning, Myra said, "Shit la, my leg has so many </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110604848432046842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110604848432046842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110604848432046842' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110586464815340362</id><published>2005-01-16T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T17:10:58.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a boring Sun! I hate Sundays as it means sch is starting again tmr.I. Dont. Like. To. Go. To. Sch.Tests + Exams = PRESSURE/STRESS !!!I wish to like, DIE .. NOW!There's test for EVERY SINGLE DAY for the whole of this wk!Am I glad Fri's a holiday!The pressure is ON ! -Sighhh--Can you leave me here alone nowI don't wanna hear you sayThat you know meThat I should be always doin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110586464815340362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110586464815340362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110586464815340362' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110527859204618147</id><published>2005-01-09T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T21:56:54.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you're wondering (I dont care if you arent) why I havent been updating, it's cos my comp is lagging and my bro sent his laptop for servicing and now, finally, my dad brought hm he's laptop. So now, I can blog!My parents and bro ain't hm now. They went to my grandaunt's funeral. I went on Fri. Guess who I saw there! I saw UTT!! -Grins-My uncle is some MTV producer, that's why Utt was there. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110527859204618147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110527859204618147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110527859204618147' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110434009777834124</id><published>2004-12-30T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T01:09:22.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GOSH! I just saw the Cantonese version of Jamelia's Superstar on Ch 48. Haha! Dont know who's the singer .. It sounds horrible anyway .. Sounds weird!My parents refuse to let me perm my hair due to the fact that my hair drops a lot in a day. And they say if I put more chemicals into my hair/scalp, my hair is gonna drop till am bald! Boohoohoo!! )=AIYAH! Am missing my cartoon channels! My </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110434009777834124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110434009777834124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110434009777834124' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110423966558379218</id><published>2004-12-28T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T21:14:25.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My life is getting from bad to worse!Why? Let me tell you why ..COS MY FRIGGING DAD CANCELLED THE KID'S CHANNELS!!!Like how am I gonna survive w/o adequate cartoon time?!!I didnt argue, cos my bro is the one who asked my dad to cancel as I am the only one who watches it and he wants to subscribe the drama channels and I dont wanna argue with him. Hah! Am so nice! -Right ..Went to sch today </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110423966558379218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110423966558379218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110423966558379218' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110364510320347116</id><published>2004-12-21T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T00:23:50.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I didn't fail my Ns.Woke up at 11+ today. Managed to slp peacefully without having nightmares finally!Had digestives for brunch. -Pathetic pls!Went to VL's hse to do the stupid Shanghai project thingy; Mrs. Wong likes to waste ppl's time! And I stupidly left my hp in VL's hse, but pls tell me am smart! HAHA!Met Huiyu to go to town, agn! Yar, that stupid Huiyu wants to go to Plaza </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110364510320347116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110364510320347116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110364510320347116' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110320832038519907</id><published>2004-12-16T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T00:20:01.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Getting back N lv results tmr. Gosh! Am scared! Yes. So, so, so scared! If I dont pass, am really, really, really gonna DIE! My mom said that if I failed, I can go and work alr. So mean! If I really fail, I wonder what am I gonna do. Will I have the guards to jump down? I hope I will have.-Why always take the upper hand?It's better to understand.Someday it'll be alright, changes happen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110320832038519907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110320832038519907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110320832038519907' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110273902180728751</id><published>2004-12-11T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T12:31:47.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, yes, yes, am BACK! Haha!Actually, I was back ytd, but was too tired to blog. Anyway, I missed the last episode of 'Rave' ytd. Darn it! I sldnt have slept. But its okay, AXN is showing 'Saiyuki' agn.It's good that AXN is showing 'Saiyuki' agn , but AXN sld really start showing new animes. They're always repeating the animes. Ok, nvm, whatever, at least I get to see my husband (Sanzo) this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110273902180728751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110273902180728751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110273902180728751' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110207942221763254</id><published>2004-12-03T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T21:10:22.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel so retarded blogging now as I tnk everyone else is blogging too?Yeaaa .. Am in CHINA! Yar, like 2 wks ago until now. Am in the sch's com lab now. 'Hah! Guess what I can do with the com here. ???????!! So cool right! Ahah! Retarded.Anyways, am leaving soon; on the 9th of Dec. I dont wanna go back. I like the weather here. Its nice and cold. Though its a li'l too cold at times .. BUT, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110207942221763254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110207942221763254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110207942221763254' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-110051941780317677</id><published>2004-11-15T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T00:20:19.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went out w Huiyu and Chucks todayy.Huiyu bought her things.Watched 'Taxi' as we had nth else to do.'Taxi' is a nice show! Uber funny!Came home late for 'Rave'. Today's episode was nice. My gawd. Plue's sooo cute! (=Alright, I gotta go catch up on my 'Sims 2' now.Ltr ~-Thanks, Chucks for the Lays! (=Tnk Huiyu and I pissed you off, huh?Haha!! Sryyy !=D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110051941780317677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/110051941780317677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110051941780317677' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109983721819339464</id><published>2004-11-07T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T00:21:30.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARGH! Such hot weather! Hot, hot, hot!!Melting.SHANGHAI! 11 days to goo ..Leaving in the morning; be missing my bro! )=He's coming back on the same day am leaving, but in the night.Damn! So unlucky!I'll miss my tv shows too.RAVE! Plue's so, so, so cute! Ahahah!Plue is mine! MINE!=DParents nagging at me to get my jab.Nag, nag, nag, nag, nag!So irritating!Do or die, I've to get it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109983721819339464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109983721819339464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109983721819339464' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109906678191642217</id><published>2004-10-29T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T01:47:25.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had a fun time todayyy!Played pool. Mic and Jac left aft playing leaving only Huiyu, Chucks and I. HAHA!Went window shoppinggg, ate at the Hong Kong food place which I've been longing to go. Ah! Yum yum.Met my mom aft that.Woohoo! Nice mommy bought me a jacket, a pants and a BEANIE!!! Yayyy! I've been wanting a beanie since forever! Hah! =D//Went swimming on Mon; felt a pang in my heart</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109906678191642217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109906678191642217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109906678191642217' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109861089227072013</id><published>2004-10-24T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T22:18:59.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes yes YESSS! Aft spending 4 hrs ytd and 15 mins today, I've finally completed my new layout! My 2nd one actually. (=Besides the picture which was stolen, everything else is copyrighted! (=Ok, the layout isn't perfect and aint glam, but am still proud of it. =DHawDeeHarrHarr ~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109861089227072013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109861089227072013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109861089227072013' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109843131056913928</id><published>2004-10-22T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T23:47:23.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VisualBoyAdvance, VisualBoyAdvance, VisualBoyAdvance! You were all I cld tnk of when I was in sch. Ahahah!God hates me,You hate me,She hates me,He hates me,They hate me,And I hate me too.Right. The whole wrld hates me except my VisualBoyAdvance (thanks to Chucks who sent it to me. (= )Gonna play it now.No one is allowed to disturb me while am playing it!-Grins-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109843131056913928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109843131056913928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109843131056913928' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109837340167679450</id><published>2004-10-21T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T23:43:21.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Burning anger,Flaring hatred!Just trying to ease it all hereee ... ...Alright, lemme see.Firstly, I've a pair of fucking biase parents who gets my brother everything he wants, but NOT me! Am not saying this cos I hate my bro. I love him! (= But I tnk my parents are just so fucking unfair and biase.So screw them!Secondly, I just realised that my friends are so indecisive.If you said '</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109837340167679450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109837340167679450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109837340167679450' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109767887234057706</id><published>2004-10-13T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T22:47:52.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My bloody parents have forsaken me! Both of them.Actually .. No, they went to a funeral. My mom's aunt died. Scaryyy ~At least Chongx did not forsake me. Wahahah!Met her at 1. Watched 'The Cool Guy'. Its damn funny and retarded although I dont lk Korean shows.Ate at Long John aft that and we headed to PS.Aft finding out that my parents forsaked me, we watched 'Vanity Fair'. The show is .. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109767887234057706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109767887234057706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109767887234057706' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109749677021797688</id><published>2004-10-11T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T10:27:42.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My day started out on the wrong note. Went to find Kang w Mic in the morning to get back my mp3.That bloody Kang still dont wanna return me my bloody mp3. Stupid Wild Boar. Find her for 3 days alr and when I finally found her, SHE DIE DIE ALSO DONT WANNA RETURN IT TO ME!!!Accounts ppr was .. Horrendous!! It was so bloody difficult and am sure I made a lot of stupid mistakes. But oh wells, its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109749677021797688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109749677021797688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109749677021797688' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109733917417275851</id><published>2004-10-10T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T04:31:14.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God does hate me. He gave me sucha a horrible life.He cld, at least, give me brains and rich parents who can afford a mansion and my own chauffeur.Wahahahahahhh ..I love dreaminggg ~//Found my song! -Smiles-People can take everything away from youBut they can never take away your truthBut the question is..Can you handle mine?They say I'm crazyI really don't careThat's my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109733917417275851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109733917417275851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109733917417275851' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109729926162177475</id><published>2004-10-09T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T13:23:14.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A/c on Mon and I'll be as FREEEEEEE as a BIRD!!! Ooo. Cant wait, cant wait! I can watch all the TV I want with no qualms whatsoever. Wahahahah!!! Ok, am mad.Joke of the day: Michelle tnks Nicole Kidman is FAT! -Laughs-Gosh. She's gonna kill me for posting this!!!//My dad used to tell me that "No" is a really hard word to say. I didnt agree w him then, but now I do.I don't need permission</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109729926162177475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109729926162177475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109729926162177475' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109698103103587847</id><published>2004-10-05T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T20:57:11.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eng ytd, Emaths 1 today, Sci tmr.So what am I doing online, blogging now?!!My dad aint hm yet and my mom wants to tlk to my bro, but she dosent have a MSN a/c.Chem: Am at the Periodic Table chp nw. 3 more to go.But thats not all ok. I've still got the whole N lv syllabus of Physics to study.Besides, none of the Chem chp which I've read got into my puny, weeny, li'l brain of mine.Save me, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109698103103587847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109698103103587847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109698103103587847' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109664420796877901</id><published>2004-10-01T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T23:31:18.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chucky's birthday TODAY, so we went out. (Yes, Ns is nxt wk. Hah!)Played pool, ate at Pasta Mania, took 3 neoprints and we went home.I was starving by the time I got hm as I didnt eat dinner, due to the fact that we ate Pasta Mania at 1600+. Thankfully, my dad came hm in time to save me from my famine. Hahh!!//I wish to DIE,and I wish I cld stop caring.I wanna stop caring abt every </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109664420796877901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109664420796877901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109664420796877901' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109635850429520244</id><published>2004-09-28T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T15:30:01.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey hooo!!!Yes, yes, am back to update this god damn place. Hmm, but my life's been, as usual, screwed up. So there's really nth to update abt. Am just going through the same old routine am forced to go through everyday.If I've the GUARDS, I WLD commit suicide, but I dont. Am afraid of pain. Yar, yar, call me a coward. OOO, I FUCKING HATE MY LIFE!! I FUCKING HATE THIS WORLD!!!To mk things </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109635850429520244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109635850429520244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109635850429520244' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109456820318822369</id><published>2004-09-07T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T15:43:56.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 N lv pprs down. Am I supposed to be happy?! Why sld I actually. There're still many more to come nxt mth!! Besides, I did disgustingly in that 2 pprs.GOD, IF YOU HATE ME THAT MUCH, JUST LEMME DIE ALRIGHT!!NO, NO, I DONT WANNA LIVE ANYMORE. JUST TALK MY LIFE AND GIVE IT TO SOMEONE ELSE ON THE VERGE OF DEATH BUT WANTS TO LIVE OK?!!!Am tired of living. I dont wanna live anymore.Lemme die a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109456820318822369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109456820318822369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109456820318822369' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109420592620555677</id><published>2004-09-03T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T18:07:24.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Qi Yi just reminded me of sth.I was cursing myself and asking how to get sick ytd as I didnt wanna go for Amaths on Sat, but there isnt any Amaths on Sat anymore, and I got sick today for NTH!AND I sld've gotten sick YTD, instead of today, cos sch ends at 2 today!Damn!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109420592620555677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109420592620555677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109420592620555677' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109420331377834259</id><published>2004-09-03T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T22:40:13.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I didnt go to sch today. Had stomach ache and I threw up. YEWWW!!! Retarded body system.Bet you ppl missed ME ehhh?!!! -Laughs-Thought I cld get some studying done, but NO! I slept till 1300+, waking up at intervals, and aft FULLY waking up, I watched 'The Terminal' (No, I do not have the VCD/DVD, I downloaded it!).I just finished watching it actually. Its quite funny, though the stry line's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109420331377834259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109420331377834259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109420331377834259' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109394658812159175</id><published>2004-08-31T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T18:05:27.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes God, I know you hate me, but you dont have to keep reminding me how much you hate me everyday! You lemme be in the same building as him, twice, and you just wont lemme see him, twice!! That, is ok. But to mk matters worse, you let my friends see him instead, and they'll tell me, and I'll be oh-so-sad cos I didnt get to see him.-Screaaaaaaams!!!-My mom's irritating me now.Am gorging </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109394658812159175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109394658812159175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109394658812159175' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109385908988189693</id><published>2004-08-30T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T17:48:19.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I couldnt wake up this morning despite slping at 2200 ytd. Wahah!6 periods of Chi today! But not that bad. Spent time talking even when Wee came to class. Wahah!!SS was alright too. Went Humans rm. Woohoo!! Air-con! (=Ahah! The best part was aft lunch! We played hrt-attack! -Laughs- Daaamn funny! We were daaamn retarded, but as usual, Jac the Hot Pig wasnt SPORTING enought. -Laughs-Went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109385908988189693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109385908988189693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109385908988189693' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109370021991140574</id><published>2004-08-28T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T21:43:27.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just came back.I'm TIRED!!! So so tired!!YEAH! Went Wild Wild Wet today! The place is small yar! So few rides but somehow, the 9 of us managed to stay till 4/ 5+. Ahah!!The shower was sooooooo cold and nobody brought conditioner, so my hair is lk .. GROSS! Ahah!Went town aft tt. I was so tired, I slept on the uncomfortable train. Went Cine to eat DINNER! Sooo hungryyy!! Met up w the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109370021991140574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109370021991140574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109370021991140574' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3965991.post-109362353375266354</id><published>2004-08-28T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T00:25:19.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been hopelessly reaching out for this boy,Who's out of this world.Believe me.For so many nights now,I find myself thinking about him now.'Cause obviously,He's out of my leagueBut how can I winHe keeps draggin' me in andI know I never will be good enough for him.No, noNever will be good enough for him.Gotta escape nowGet on a plane now. yeahOff to L.A and that's where I'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109362353375266354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3965991/posts/default/109362353375266354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaa.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109362353375266354' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
