<?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-5944920</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:09:50.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NUEVE ^</title><subtitle type='html'>.......</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>rah</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>302</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944920.post-6637433971163791553</id><published>2007-05-06T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:40:52.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A long time ago, before the world was created and humans set foot on it for the first time, virtues and vices floated around and were bored, not knowing what to do. One day, all the vices and virtues were gathered together and were more bored than ever.Suddenly, Ingenious came up with an idea: “Let's play hide and seek!” All of them liked the idea and immediately Madness shouted: "I want to count</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/6637433971163791553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/6637433971163791553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6637433971163791553' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-2225151016086941286</id><published>2007-05-02T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T18:50:48.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MMMMMMMMM.YUMMY YUMMY YUMMY!!CHOCOLATES!!!!!!!!! =DGod. Nothing could ever be better.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/2225151016086941286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/2225151016086941286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2225151016086941286' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-209492320841250457</id><published>2007-03-17T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T17:17:44.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TAGBOARD REPLIES!woots.It's been such a long time since I checked my tagboard.A really long time.jean: AHHAHA. yes yes, you double tagged. But at least it's not as much as Karmila's:) Oh and I still don't like your tagboard or your haloscan. I tagged using your haloscan you know, albeit a really long time ago, did you see it?shermaine: LUMPY!! :)lala: hello ms busy bee! you working right!! How to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/209492320841250457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/209492320841250457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#209492320841250457' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-6354490835428353164</id><published>2007-03-16T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T14:39:26.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SAY IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT.yesterday was kinda fun:)You say one thing, But you entirely do something else.Your actions and words don't match up.Do you truly feel that way?Or are you just being a hypocrite yourself?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/6354490835428353164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/6354490835428353164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6354490835428353164' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-3274710849445904154</id><published>2007-03-11T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T13:43:14.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EXPECTATIONS.so seriously pissed off and utterly disappointed right now that it's not even funny.the disappointment I feel for you greatly outweighs my anger.For F&amp;*^S sake.reflect on your stupid stupid stupid actions.apologise with sincerity.feel guilty for making us so disappointed.and then simply grow the hell up.it's not that difficult.dear god,why is the world so completely filled with such </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/3274710849445904154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/3274710849445904154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3274710849445904154' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-1057649764082578056</id><published>2007-03-03T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T00:29:44.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OHMYGOD.SOCUTESOCUTESOCUTE!!!!now why can't I have such dosages of cute-ness at least once a day?total randomness.so cute!!!:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/1057649764082578056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/1057649764082578056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1057649764082578056' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-1997161271966455982</id><published>2007-02-26T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:33:22.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE NIGHT SKY.Chingay was fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun!!!FUN!!!!:DTHE DAY BEFORE THE BIG ONE.Getting all drenched and caught in the rain.Tying ourselves up in ponchos, courtesy of Ian and Mag.Running around getting last minute things done.Panicking when Walter didn't show.Wanting to jump down and die when Christian was late.Eating packed dinner in the rain.Busy busy during the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/1997161271966455982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/1997161271966455982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1997161271966455982' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-1701171345329799334</id><published>2007-02-21T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T22:13:59.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE.After all the Chinese New Year goodies, I'm terrified to stand on the weighing scale.As I should be, after stuffing my face with pineapple tarts.The festive season was a wonderful chance to catch up with all the long lost relatives:)and be dreadfully reminded that we're all growing up:(So now that the festivities are over,and all that wonderful 8hrs of sleep have passed,it's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/1701171345329799334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/1701171345329799334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1701171345329799334' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-5594013656323531449</id><published>2007-02-14T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T17:54:13.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DREAMS.HAPPY VALENTINE'S EVERYONE!=)This valentine's made my realise how much I miss all the things that I took for granted before.HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!here's your huge kiss from rah,and I am super glad that you loved the flower.I still owe you your prezzie though...a list of all things broken.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/5594013656323531449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/5594013656323531449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5594013656323531449' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-7139032053494132196</id><published>2007-02-09T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T22:31:21.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FAIRYDUST.I just polished off a whole box of dark chocolates.I feel like an absolute fat ass now.F-A-T. FAT.stop pigging out will you.There's chingay tomorrow. Urks. Don't feel like going!!!nehs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/7139032053494132196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/7139032053494132196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#7139032053494132196' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-7074213606291223318</id><published>2007-02-04T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:31:34.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLUE STAR.Saw the dove advertisment on the bus again.Think it's really good.Sometimes, we all just need that little reminder. You with the sad eyesDon't be discouragedOh, I realizeIt's hard to take courageIn a world full of peopleYou can lose sight of it allAnd the darkness inside youCan make you feel so smallBut I see your true colorsShining throughI see your true colorsAnd that's why I love </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/7074213606291223318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/7074213606291223318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#7074213606291223318' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-5679581243455664516</id><published>2007-02-02T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T19:44:41.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STUCK ON PAUSE.Not to sound all self-centered or mean or anything,butwhat about me...?should have known you were gonna make me cry.Is this the way it's really going down?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/5679581243455664516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/5679581243455664516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5679581243455664516' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-8648072490218677945</id><published>2007-01-28T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:42:31.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STOP IT.God my blog's just so depressing.-sings- 'Just like me!'Ha.How's that for attempting to inject some cheerfulness?Don't you so think I derseve an award?I think I do.Aiii. I feel like swearing.The ultra vulgar word,yes that one,is sitting riigghhtt on the tip of my tongue.I can't explain what you can't explain.I can't explain myself at all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/8648072490218677945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/8648072490218677945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#8648072490218677945' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-7520000796140949308</id><published>2007-01-27T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T18:19:49.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TIME.I don't care if it hurts.Do I?impaired in function.folded up like paper dolls and little notes.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/7520000796140949308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/7520000796140949308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#7520000796140949308' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-677579428185855818</id><published>2007-01-26T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T21:27:48.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MANNEQUIN.I'm listening to the song we used to singIn the car, do you rememberButterfly, Early SummerIt's playing on repeat,Just like when we would meet</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/677579428185855818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/677579428185855818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#677579428185855818' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-2596819239663419364</id><published>2007-01-19T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T20:25:48.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KNOCK KOCK.On the way homeThis car hears my confessions.I think tonight I'll take the long way.I dream of the big blue sky.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/2596819239663419364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/2596819239663419364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2596819239663419364' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-1902094074792382648</id><published>2007-01-16T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T20:07:18.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THIS SWEET SURRENDER.Waiting for the bloody teacher from _____ to answer my call; so I'll just blog in the meantime. Although I really should be doing my econs. But whatever. So annoying please.She never answers my calls, but she keeps messaging me to request a call after school.At this rate, we might as well cancel the whole CIP.She's giving the entire committee so much trouble.There's physical </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/1902094074792382648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/1902094074792382648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#1902094074792382648' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-1689864984830530129</id><published>2007-01-13T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T17:05:55.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH SNAP.Found this picture, think it looks really hot.All that androgony.Can't tell it's Heidi Klum at all, can you?you're letting go.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/1689864984830530129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/1689864984830530129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#1689864984830530129' title=''/><author><name>rah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mzM7Te8i3y0/Rah11dg6TyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iBHmoXz7p-I/s72-c/androgonous+heidi+klum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944920.post-7859681509859431691</id><published>2007-01-08T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T23:18:53.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EXOTIC.I look like a panda bear!!! Really need to sleep, badly.Thank the heavens that all the reports are like almost done.I'm sitting here, waiting for Benedict to appear and send me back the edited version.But something tells me that he's fallen asleep.Let's just call it the always reliable woman's intuition shall we?The class has still got to be decorated.And the pile of homework and just go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/7859681509859431691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/7859681509859431691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#7859681509859431691' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-489657551446839627</id><published>2007-01-03T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T21:10:52.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CLOSERLate Saturday night outings are always the best:)Freedom Writers was thoroughly thought provoking.Mudpies and ice-cream after; a great bonus!finding the right words to sayjust lean on me now</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/489657551446839627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/489657551446839627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#489657551446839627' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-5487514649644867890</id><published>2007-01-01T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T03:49:15.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RAH RAH'S NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS!!!!1. Patience is a virtue.2. Tolerate. Tolerate. Tolerate.3. Procrastinate a lot less4. Try my very best to not forget my policy5. Actually carry out my new year resolutions!I pray that 2007 will not be as nightmare-ish as 2006 was. Amen.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/5487514649644867890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/5487514649644867890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#5487514649644867890' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116712373901376093</id><published>2006-12-26T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T17:02:19.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CANDYCANESChristmas Eve was fun; the whole shebangs!The expected family drama certainly did not disappoint.Pics will be up soon! I promise.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116712373901376093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116712373901376093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116712373901376093' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116693476766453559</id><published>2006-12-24T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T12:32:47.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>argh. My nose is killing me. I feel like chopping it off!!urk. I have a horrid sorethroat! I can't eat any chocolates!! =(yeesh. My broadband is giving me problems. Kill me now!A very merry christmas indeed.I feel like the grinch.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116693476766453559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116693476766453559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116693476766453559' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116670286242192857</id><published>2006-12-21T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T20:11:53.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NAIVE.When did we all become such selfish beings?When we started to grow up.I was always proud of the fact that I had such an extensive family; when the house was always filled with laughter and noise, when it was comforting to know that I had so many cousins who would always look out for me. My childhood was filled with memories of us playing silly games, hiding in the closet or under the couch,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116670286242192857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116670286242192857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116670286242192857' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116584072287588949</id><published>2006-12-11T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T20:38:42.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PINACOLADAS.newphonenewphonenewphonenewphone!!!!!!BIG GRIN.=Dmeeting wei and dee tmr!!!!I can't wait.=]Happiness please.Tu Amore.Means the world to me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116584072287588949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116584072287588949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116584072287588949' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116563765719819051</id><published>2006-12-09T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T12:14:17.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WONDERING IF ONLY.Kayaking Expedition was the funnest ever!! :]Justin's the best captain!!Evil mosquitoes and baddie sandflies;Blue and black bruises everywhere;Wet T-shirt contests;Smelly sleeping tents;Long-ass one kilometer walks to the toilet;Going deaf from hearing Ziwei sing;Making up different ways to row;Entertaining everyone with K-Box singalong sessions;Taking pictures at all the wrong </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116563765719819051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116563765719819051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116563765719819051' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116498352799220872</id><published>2006-12-01T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:32:08.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TO THE BOOGIE BEAT.ME BACK NOW!!! :]did everyone miss me? HAHAHAS.okie I got to stop laughing now... I'm getting a headache.Now that I'm back, really got to check back into reality. sigh.Got plenty of homework to do, camps to pack for and of course; got to go on dates with jo and everybody else! That's the only fun part.I MISS CRICKET!!!=(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116498352799220872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116498352799220872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116498352799220872' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116468458597027059</id><published>2006-11-28T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T11:29:46.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLACK NAILPOLISH, RED WINE.What a week!!!Yesterday was wonderful! :] And what a blistering hot day today!Aussies won The Ashes first test!!!! YAYS. I was so rooting for them and I'm so hyped that they won!I can't wait for the second test match!!Ponting! Clark! Mcgrath! It's like my new favourite sport now! grins.The All Blacks lost!!! Like seriously, they have such a reputation the maintain so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116468458597027059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116468458597027059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116468458597027059' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116407173529225322</id><published>2006-11-21T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T09:15:35.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SINGALONG!Considering flying back to S'pore on the 3rd instead of the 1st, together with my aunt and cousins. I really want to, it'll be so fun on the plane! But it could be a huge problem, seeing as canoeing trip is on the 4th. Well, we'll see.My aunt bought a Galileo yesterday! It's sort of a thermometer.It's so colourful and pretty!! =DYAYS!! Dee's coming back!! Can't wait!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116407173529225322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116407173529225322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116407173529225322' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116373736564524983</id><published>2006-11-17T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T12:23:41.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RED, GREEN AND YELLOW POLKA DOTS!ooowee!!!It stormed on wednesday and hailstones flew from the sky! Frightening!Furthermore, it's been ubber cold for the past few days!The temperature is like 15 degrees celcius.It's like snowing in New South Wales, bush fires somewhere and Sydney's had their coldest day ever since 1905! And its supposed to be spring! Burr.Frozen Popsicles everybody!Oh and we have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116373736564524983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116373736564524983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116373736564524983' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116333395705982203</id><published>2006-11-12T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:19:17.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE LITTLE BLACK BOOK.I'm online now but none of you are=(So I figured that you're all at the class gathering!JADEEEE!!!! SUPRISED?! HOPE YOU HAD LOTS OF FUN!!!!!!!! :]I LOVE AUSSIE LAND!!!!!!!!Oh gosh. There may be a very high chance that I may never come back!!! I love it here!!!The weather is great!I love the scenary!The people are all so nice and friendly!:]Everything's so laid back!The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116333395705982203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116333395705982203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116333395705982203' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116307164379843733</id><published>2006-11-09T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T14:12:45.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STEP ON THE BROKEN PEICES.HAPPY BIRTHDAY JADEY AND LUMPY!!!!!!!!!!!It was such a horrid day today. Everything I read, saw and heard seemed to just make my day a lot more worse.It didn't help that I got a message passed on from Ms Tay, saying I might fail my pw. Apparently my PI wasn't signed when it was supposed to be signed. So the pw department think that I made amendments to it and placed it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116307164379843733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116307164379843733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116307164379843733' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116298527623549546</id><published>2006-11-08T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T19:53:04.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LOVE IN MASSIVE DOSES.FLUSHED AWAY!!!Laughed my ass off please. It was such a ridiculous show but terribly hilarious! Singing slugs and miming frogs! Even rats can fall in love. awww.Oh gosh.I love the show!What can I say? I get off on cheap thrills. hehs.I loved going out today!!! I'm so happy now! I'm smiling all over the place now! :]Oh. Project work is finally over! Good Riddance I say. Thank</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116298527623549546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116298527623549546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116298527623549546' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116289785034473466</id><published>2006-11-07T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T19:10:50.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DANCING WITH THE TOYS.Apparently I have many unreplied tags.Oops. Sorrie!jadey: I know, it's hilarious! But kinda weird too.wanching: I always have very retarded dreams hun. Having them frightens me...Shawn: Poem? A terrible poem then. LALALA.fei: Hellos. Erm...this sort of things no need to ask one you know. Sure, course we can!shem: I didn't taunt you pls. It would be highly entertaining to see</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116289785034473466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116289785034473466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116289785034473466' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116280449229816198</id><published>2006-11-06T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:28:47.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE BRILLIANT LINESFINE.Crazy ass people keep bugging me.Hokay. I took down the entry ready. Happy?!What?! I choose to blog about my dreams and not about fairies and flowers can.Nutso.TSK.Just so happens that I'm in a horrid mood too. tsk.someone tell my a joke?TAGGIE REPLESjanice: I always have nutso dreams hun. see, I'm so entertaining right? hee. :]shawn: eh hello. are you like super bored? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116280449229816198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116280449229816198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116280449229816198' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116260547898585252</id><published>2006-11-04T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T10:00:19.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GIRLS ARE MADE FOR SIN.Woots! MT A Levels are over! I shouldn't be like happy in the first place considering I just used up 1 hour to study for it. I'm lazy okay. oinks.My insomnia's getting worse. I slept for like 3 hours the night before the chinese paper. And it wasn't like I was excited or nervous or anything. I just wanted to fall asleep!! sigh. Too much brain activity.Anywhos. Had lunch </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116260547898585252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116260547898585252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116260547898585252' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116255820843953987</id><published>2006-11-03T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T20:52:51.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I WOULD, IN A HEARTBEAT.Get a load of me, get a load of youWalkin' down the street, and I hardly know youIt's just like we were meant to beHolding hands with you when we're out at nightGot a girlfriend, you say it isn't rightAnd I've got someone waiting tooWhat if this is just the beginning?We're already wet, and we're gonna go swimmingWhy can't I breathe whenever I think about youWhy can't I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116255820843953987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116255820843953987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116255820843953987' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116237507435078052</id><published>2006-11-01T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:57:54.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THOSE ANCIENT LULLABYSIndonesian dramas are nicer than Korean ones, in my opinion.There's this tomboyish girl who helps her childhood bestfriend get this girl that he's in love with. She does all sorts of nonsense to help him get the girl and in the process, realises that she's actually in love with him. But being the selfless person that she is, no one knows about it except her mother.The boy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116237507435078052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116237507435078052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116237507435078052' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116220782668560519</id><published>2006-10-30T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:30:26.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BA FA FASunshine through my windowThat's what you areMy shining starSunshineMaking me feelI'm on top of the worldTelling me I'll go far</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116220782668560519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116220782668560519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116220782668560519' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116204688138939362</id><published>2006-10-28T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T22:48:01.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>changed!yayness! :]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116204688138939362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116204688138939362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116204688138939362' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116204488985827531</id><published>2006-10-28T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T22:15:29.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm getting bored of my template.pout.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116204488985827531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116204488985827531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116204488985827531' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116203267440087695</id><published>2006-10-28T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T22:45:13.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HYPOCRITICAL BULLSHITHad a reflection exercise on the last day of school.It was so sweet to see what the class wrote for me. you guys make me smile!Aaron can't spell my name please. So much for being nice and patient to him. sigh.I haven't started studying for chinese. What?! It's chinese okay.I'll start.Soon.My time has been mainly spent going out and being a coach potato. And not to sound like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116203267440087695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116203267440087695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116203267440087695' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116178939144632493</id><published>2006-10-25T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T22:45:39.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CONCRETE FLOORS &amp; BROKEN HEARTSWOAH. I have myself a spammer.Bit exciting! Hee.Initially I thought of apologising for possibly having offended the spammer or anyone else.But I've changed my mind.I'm fickle that way.Firstly, since you don't know me why would you think I have 'problems'? Even if I did have 'problems', they are mine and mine alone. I don't really feel that I have to share my '</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116178939144632493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116178939144632493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116178939144632493' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116161735349330062</id><published>2006-10-23T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T22:46:23.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PERFECT POETIC JUSTICEIt's the horrid time again.The time when girls (or maybe just this girl) feel constantly hungry and sleepy. Like 24 hrs a day. Urk. I hate this time.I always feel like ravenous but bloated at the same time. And I can sleep like 15 hrs a day and still feel so lethargic. Having serious mood swings, more so than usual --- one moment laughing my head off and the next, snapping </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116161735349330062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116161735349330062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116161735349330062' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116152304843328321</id><published>2006-10-22T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T22:46:45.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ON MY TIPPY TOESHalloween's coming!!!!I wanna dress up and go trick-or-treating!!!!:]Halloween allows you to be someone/something totally different from who you actually are. It's a night when you can forget everything and live in a fantasy world.Even if it's only for one single night.Besides; think of all the excitment &amp; anticipation of dressing up.Not to mention all the yummylicious candy!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116152304843328321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116152304843328321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116152304843328321' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116116245417491961</id><published>2006-10-18T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T22:47:19.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WATER RUNS DRYGood news:I PASSED H1 ECONS!!!!!!! :]Got 8th in class with a 59% for the promos paper. Which, considering my horrid midyear result of a measly 28%, is pretty darn good!!! So I passed overall and am very much pleased with myself! I'm so happy for all those who were kind of in the same predicament as me for midyears, namely Des, WC and Yuanyu. Good job guys! We all passed really well!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116116245417491961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116116245417491961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116116245417491961' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116100493547790028</id><published>2006-10-16T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T22:47:12.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SPOONFEED MY HEARTwith lots of love, laughter &amp; sunshine.I'm feeling sad.And I don't know why.Now, this aching feeling of melancholy is definately not PMS.I'm feeling lost it seems.The overwhelming dread of my life slowly being wasted away.I don't want to live a meaningless life.I don't want to regret living a stagnant life.Because I never regret.Confusion sets in.I feel like I've been swimming </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116100493547790028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116100493547790028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116100493547790028' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116073583153293555</id><published>2006-10-13T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T18:37:11.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10 DIFFERENT WAYS TO ENJOY THIS LIFE.Here's an interesting fact:Ernest Vincent Wright's novel "Gadsby" has 50,110 words; none of which contains the letter 'e'.That's like so cool...considering that the letter 'e' is actually the most used letter/vowel in the alphabet.Another interesting fact:Ms Jade Lim just realised that it is humanly, not to mention biologically, impossible for people to have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116073583153293555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116073583153293555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116073583153293555' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-116055842913118519</id><published>2006-10-11T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T17:44:09.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CHERRY RED LIPSTICKI hate computers. They're so neh. My computer died a few days ago and I lost everything!!! All my nice pictures and lovely quotes are all gone :( sigh.RESULTS DAY TODAY.oh my faints.pretty alright, considering. But I'm still disappointed with some subjects which I know that I could have done much better in but was just too careless/lazy/disoriented.Anyways, it's been all fun &amp; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116055842913118519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/116055842913118519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116055842913118519' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115978590470081013</id><published>2006-10-02T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T18:50:41.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TALLER IN MORE WAYS.Christ. How sad is this? I'm spending my precious time doing project work and quizzes.Your Love Life Secrets AreLooking back on your life, you will have a few true loves. You've been deeply wounded in the past, and you're still recovering from that hurt. You prefer a quirky, unique person to be your lover. You're easy going about who you're with, as long as they love you back.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115978590470081013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115978590470081013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115978590470081013' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115952778168965992</id><published>2006-09-29T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T19:21:30.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MARTINI KISSHad project work today from 10am till 3pm. Oh my nehs. It totally killed us, but we did a good job and we're almost done with our written report!!Jadey and I met up with Janice and Stacy. They were supposed to be at David's party at 3.30pm, but they insisted to meet up with us. They missed us too much you see. Hee. Oh the three of us were so teasing Jadey because she couldn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115952778168965992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115952778168965992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115952778168965992' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115937080488934541</id><published>2006-09-27T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T23:26:44.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>; BUT IT'S OKAY.I think this is so funny. And the manatee is so cute... swim and swim and then..well, I'll let you take a look for yourself. But that's so cute. Hahaah. I'm so evil. Laughing at the expense of a manatee.http://www.break.com/index/manatee_busts_nose_on_glass.html</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115937080488934541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115937080488934541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115937080488934541' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115936699386307000</id><published>2006-09-27T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T00:28:52.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SLUT IN CAR.If you're feeling cheesy and don't mind corny jokes, go watch John Tucker Must Die! It's quite funny. We laughed till the cows came flying home. heh heh.Anywhos, H2 exams over!! Yayness! Happiness! Gladness! But oh my nehs, Imma super dreading econs. And I'm sorry but I can't seem to feel any tinge of excitement in spending the whole day studying chinese either. Yeeps.mmmm. Pineapples</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115936699386307000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115936699386307000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115936699386307000' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115918470501345382</id><published>2006-09-25T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T21:54:30.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY LITTLE BLUE CRAYON AND I.I don't ever want to feelLike I did that dayTake me to the place I loveTake me all the wayI love RHCP :]You are my sunshineMy only sunshineYou make me happyWhen skies are greyYou never know dearHow much I love youPlease don't take my sunshine awayI'm in a singsong-y mood today. Don't know why! You're just too good to be trueCan't take my eyes off of youYou'd be like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115918470501345382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115918470501345382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115918470501345382' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115898662020746896</id><published>2006-09-23T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T12:43:40.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DIDN'T YOU SEE THE SUBTITLES?I'm bored okay. So sue me.1. [  ] Your mother has short-hair, is curly, permed or dyed.2. [  ] Your dad is some sort of engineer.3. [  ] Your parents still tried to get you into places half-price saying you were 12 when you were really15.4. [  ] You ask your parents help on one math problem 2 hours later they're still lecturing.5. [/] You have a 40 lb. bag of rice in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115898662020746896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115898662020746896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115898662020746896' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115883879465903487</id><published>2006-09-21T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T14:05:02.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LOVE; UNRESERVEDLY.BIRTHDAY WISHES!!!! going out, in order of the dates, to:JIAYI!!!!!!! =.-WANCHING!!!!!!!!!! -.-YUANYU!!!!!!!! &gt;.&lt;GAYSHIT!!!!!!!  XPloves. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115883879465903487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115883879465903487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115883879465903487' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115874903617968214</id><published>2006-09-20T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T19:31:44.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'M STRANDED BEHIND THE HORIZON LINE.Attention people. I have a super duper important announcement to make.-clears throat-I screwed up my GP paper.So there.Happy things: I got to eat the pineapples I so craved for!! Ate them yesterday AND today. yum. happiness please!To relieve stress, my cousin and I are currently laughing non-stop. Like crazy cows. Heh heh.She wants me to teach her math and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115874903617968214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115874903617968214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115874903617968214' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115814944937625526</id><published>2006-09-13T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T20:10:49.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NO MORE RIBBONS ON THE DOORI'm so stressed over exams. Living in constant fear and panic that I'm not as prepared as I think I am.Chionged the whole of last week, but I can't seem to pick up the pace at all this week.Too tired to study after school since we spend like a few hours every day doing our WR.Urks Please.And I desperately need a haircut. My hair's like poof!! For once, try not to screw </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115814944937625526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115814944937625526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115814944937625526' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115777643456056670</id><published>2006-09-09T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T12:33:54.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I COULD DREAM; I SUPPOSEHad such a weird nightmare last night.Dreamt that we were having our Chinese Oral Exam in class. And what made it even weirder was that our Chinese Teacher was my STC Chinese Teacher, Lee Lao Shi :] We were supposed to stand in front of the classroom and read the passage, but the class was really rowdy so we got a reprimanding from Laoshi. And just as it was getting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115777643456056670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115777643456056670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115777643456056670' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115754157383377696</id><published>2006-09-06T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T12:21:07.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DANCING IN THE DARKJust reached home after studying with Fei at Harbourfront. Man am I mentally drained.Was there from 10am till 5pm. My brain feels like it's been overheated @.@Congratulations to us please!!! Treated ourselves to vanilla ice cream after, for a job well done!!!I'm too tired to do anything now...so I'm gonna go watch Coach Carter and Munich now.WOOTS.Oh, and I just found out that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115754157383377696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115754157383377696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115754157383377696' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115737167254365274</id><published>2006-09-04T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T12:23:31.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHAT IF LIFE IS BUT A DREAM?Woke up like ubber early for extra chem lessons.Should have stayed in bed instead. Total waste of my time.Mr KBong is a dirty old man!!! PERVERT. I'm so annoyed by his comments today.Anyways, studied with Jadey and TubSing for a while before meeting Janice. Luthfi and Si Lin were with her, so we walked around town and hardly got any studying done after they left. The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115737167254365274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115737167254365274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115737167254365274' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115693923635657751</id><published>2006-08-30T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T20:08:43.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WATCHING THE RAINBOW FROM AFAR.EEEE. Just got kindly informed by Shawn that my msn pic looks like porn. Only people like him would think of that, people like me on the other hand, admire at the hot-ness of the model's legs. ANYWAYS.Can someone please tell me who Zheng Yuan Cheng is??Pei sounds like a deraged hormonal 13 year old teenage girl on her blog. -I love you pei :D -He kind of looks like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115693923635657751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115693923635657751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115693923635657751' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115685579948391277</id><published>2006-08-29T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T20:49:59.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOW WE WERE YOUNG AND STUPIDHaven't studied for chem!!Haven't studied for chem!!Haven't studied for chem!!Haven't studied for chem!!Haven't studied for chem!!Haven't studied for chem!!HAVEN'T STUDIED FOR CHEEEEEEMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!AHHHHHHHH.I'm panicking!!!!!!Breathe Rah breathe.Okie... You have like 12 hours more to chiong before the test.Stupid EOM is taking up all my precious time!!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115685579948391277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115685579948391277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115685579948391277' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115677206606332372</id><published>2006-08-28T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:34:26.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHOU QIAN SHOU YI QI ZOU.Woah. That has got to be the only chinese title I've used so far.Anway, feeling bored doing the eom. And I just realised how lousy the articles that Ms Tay printed actually are. I don't see no generation of ideas please. Dots. She's just biased for god's sake.Got instant messaged by Chris and Ziwei. I must say that it's damn fun jacking Ziwei and being lame with Chris.For</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115677206606332372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115677206606332372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115677206606332372' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115667170404069142</id><published>2006-08-27T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T17:41:44.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KNOCKING ON YOUR DOOR JUST A LITTLEWoots. Could not sleep at all the whole night. Insomniac alert!!So in the end, took a nap around 6am before meeting Fei to surprise the canoeists after their run. Surprisingly, I was quite hyper the whole day. I managed to watch like plenty of Chinese soaps and movies on HBO while I was unfortunately awake: The Terminal, In Good Company and Win a date with Tad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115667170404069142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115667170404069142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115667170404069142' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115651797113892209</id><published>2006-08-25T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T00:24:25.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WAITING FOR AN AMBULANCELife's been pretty good recently.Smiling and laughing lots everyday now :]Keep it up rah!! hehes.Had like the fright of my life when I reached school today. Mengcharchar me walked passed the watercooler thinking,"Why's the floor so wet? Oh wells.." Happily walked passed without realising that it was spraying water everywhere. I started screaming and bloody Hongkit kept </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115651797113892209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115651797113892209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115651797113892209' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115634166754704665</id><published>2006-08-23T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T22:01:07.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COLD COLD HEART.Ignorance Is Bliss.I have to keep this in mind for all times.Because not everyone is ready for the truth.Because not everyone is ready for reality to come crashing down to the floor.Because you don't want to be the one to shatter all those perfect ideals in their lives.Do you?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115634166754704665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115634166754704665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115634166754704665' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115633333835713294</id><published>2006-08-23T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T23:15:42.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SAVE THE LAST DANCE FOR ME.Haven't been online in like a gazillion years!!! Rah misses her com-time. hee.So I finally come online and what do I see?Lo and Behold!!Miss StayTaySuQing has finally updated pls!! WOOTS.So if even Stacy updated, decided that I shouldn't be a bum and update too. hehs.OHHH.And I heard from someone who heard from someone who heard from someone, that a certain someone has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115633333835713294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115633333835713294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115633333835713294' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115574372075285167</id><published>2006-08-16T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T23:55:20.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE NEED FOR UNSPOKEN WORDS AND MUTED THOUGHTS.I'm tired.I'm sitting here, dishevelled, my back hurts and my ass is sore.And all beacuse of what?  WRITTEN REPORT.Bloody written report.I'm so gonna look like a panda this whole week.Urk.Oh and I've deleted all the tests from my taggie, yes... I know its gonna come back.But it doesn't look pretty taking up space on my taggie.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115574372075285167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115574372075285167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115574372075285167' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115529670926442581</id><published>2006-08-11T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T19:08:09.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LET'S SIT HERE AND COUNT THE FLOWERS.got this from Qimin :]3 SCHOOLS I WENT TO:CHIJ KellockCHIJ STCCJC3 THINGS I PUT IN MY PURSE/BACKPACK:My walletMy ipodMy handphone3 THINGS I DO WHEN I AM STRESSED:Laugh a lot to make myself go high. :]Blast my music loudly.And if all else fails, vent anger through violence and screaming.3 PLACES I GO ON A DAILY BASIS:HomeCJCLALA LAND3 FAVOURITE FRUITS:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115529670926442581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115529670926442581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115529670926442581' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115519062361644968</id><published>2006-08-10T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T18:47:35.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHEN I GROW UP.  I miss them Oh-So-Much. Even though I see some of them in school, we've hardly said anything other than hello. Maybe I'm selfish, but I want to keep them next to me; for us to spend more time together. Others I don't get to meet and catch up as often as I'd like to, and I miss them so. I'm proud of the other lives they lead, but I miss hearing their laughter, their shouts, their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115519062361644968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115519062361644968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115519062361644968' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115510672843948428</id><published>2006-08-09T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T15:18:44.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FAIRY TALES AND CASTLES.Walkathon yesterday. 7 km!! Man was I tired. Walked the whole day...from 8am to 9pm.My toes were screaming bloody murder at me.So yes. Jade, a few firstaiders and I were left stranded in school because of the disorgnised schedules made by The Nexus Club, at least they were the ones in charge according to Aaron. We had like 4 different instructions from teachers, all of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115510672843948428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115510672843948428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115510672843948428' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115485955386834696</id><published>2006-08-06T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T15:01:29.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IT'S A LOVE SONG.Yays. I like the song I'm currently listening too.Alright. That was random. Let's see, school's getting boring. Actually, life in general feels like it has become mundane. -If you know what I mean-Everyone's getting bored with life and everything in general. Nothing excites anyone anymore. Christ we are only 17!!WE'RE TOO YOUNG TO FEEL LIKE THIS.Ok set!!! I shall go and think of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115485955386834696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115485955386834696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115485955386834696' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115468612195023981</id><published>2006-08-04T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T18:08:41.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'LL STAY BEHIND AND WATCH THE CREDITS ROLL BY.Close my eyes and move to the back of my mindWhere worries are washed out to seaSee the changes, people's faces blurred outLike the sun spots or raindropsNow all those feelings, those yesterdays feelings will all be lost in timeBut today I've wasted away for today is on my mindLeft the only worries I had in my handsAway from the light in my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115468612195023981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115468612195023981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115468612195023981' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115400534295045982</id><published>2006-07-27T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T21:13:41.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CARRY ALL YOUR THOUGHTS ACROSS AN OPEN FIELD.I would fall asleepOnly in hopes of dreamingThat everything would be like it was beforeBut nights like this it seems are slowly fleetingThey disappear as reality comes crashing to the floorI know that the people around me all seem affected and are concerned with my sudden silence and inability to smile anymore. That's why I'm trying to be happier.I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115400534295045982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115400534295045982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115400534295045982' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115391525076082123</id><published>2006-07-26T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T21:14:54.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IN THE EYES OF THE PASSERBY.I can't stand to flyI'm not that naiveI'm just out to findThe better part of meI'm more than a birdI'm more than a planeMore than some pretty face beside a trainIt's not easy to be meWish that I could cryFall upon my kneesFind a way to lieAbout a home I'll never seeIt may sound absurdBut don't be naiveEven heroes have the right to bleedI may be disturbedBut won't you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115391525076082123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115391525076082123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115391525076082123' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115357662752520866</id><published>2006-07-22T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T20:57:12.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THERE'S SO MUCH MORE THAN EMPTY CONVERSATIONS FILLED WITH EMPTY WORDS.I'm becoming more and more angsty these days. I don't have any explanation for it. That's not wrong is it?I'm finding it more and more difficult to force myself to smile nowadays. And for some reason, I find tears in my eyes practically all the time. This wasn't supposed to happen... I was supposed to block it all out and act </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115357662752520866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115357662752520866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115357662752520866' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115330026570952059</id><published>2006-07-19T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T20:28:47.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LET'S SKIP THE GOODBYES.Sometimes I can't help feeling this way. I know that different people lead different lives and it's selfish of me to think of them this way, but when I see the people around me constantly depressed over things as redundant as these; I just feel like spilling out all the problems that I try so hard to keep inside of me. When I hear them, it just hurts to not tell them. I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115330026570952059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115330026570952059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115330026570952059' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115314327877284238</id><published>2006-07-17T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T21:34:38.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WOULD WE BE THE SAME?Here's what I learnt today:1. Leonard's hair wax makes Desmond's hair look funny. Seriously. It looked so fake and glossy. He looked like he was wearing a wig. I couldn't help laughing whenever I talked or faced him. HAHAHHA.2. Mao is so annoying please. She's nice an all, but she can be such a neh at times.3. JADE CAN WALK SLIGHTLY FASTER!!!!! HAHAHHA.4. I don't know nuts </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115314327877284238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115314327877284238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115314327877284238' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115304739456641014</id><published>2006-07-16T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T18:56:34.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE DREAMER'S DISEASE.Is it wrong to hope for something better? Everything seems to be spiralling out of control and I'm just pretending that the issues at hand do not exist.Typical me. Supressing everything and running away because I'm just too cowardly to face reality. I know what the problem is but I don't know the solution. The pessimist in me is telling me that nothing good will result </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115304739456641014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115304739456641014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115304739456641014' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115287719965778302</id><published>2006-07-14T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T19:39:59.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOT PINK BOY SHORTS.Went out with Lumpy today. FUN FUN FUN!!!!!!!!We walked and walked and talked and talked. What else please? HAH. She's going on a short holiday tomorrow. I'm so envious. I wanna go on a vacation too!!!!This is a really short entry. Nothing much happened today but I'm blogging because Jade's complaining that there's nothing new here. WHICH ISN'T TRUE.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115287719965778302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115287719965778302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115287719965778302' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115279658143014832</id><published>2006-07-13T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T21:16:21.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'VE LOST THAT FEELING.PE today was fun fun fun!!! Instead of running for no reason, we conditioned our muscles with different and fun exercises. I partnered Fei and we had to piggyback each other round the track, taking short breaks in between of course. But that neh neh girl's afraid of being carried so in the end Mega Fei carried me the whole time. WOOTS. Power sia. I'm amazed that she can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115279658143014832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115279658143014832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115279658143014832' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115226647987967962</id><published>2006-07-07T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:01:19.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NOTHING'S QUITE THE SAME NOW.I don't believeIn the smile that you leaveWhen you walk awayAnd say goodbyeWell I don't expectThe world to move underneath meBut for God's sakeCould you try?I know that you're true to meYou're always thereYou say you careI know that you want to be mineWhere is your heart?'Cause I don't really feel youWhere is your heart?What I really want is to believe youIs it so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115226647987967962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115226647987967962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115226647987967962' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115219259721476843</id><published>2006-07-06T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T13:41:06.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PLEASE DON'T BREAK MY HEART.New seating arrangement!!! I'm now sitting in between shem and shawn. One word: FAINTS.Pray for me that I won't be as equally vulgar, equally perverted, equally maple-ed and equally dota-ed as them. hehee.Chinese orals today. As Suemaine said, cheena piang ppl. Hahaha. By the time it was my turn, I was cold, urgent and thirsty.Imagine how well THAT went.-few seconds of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115219259721476843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115219259721476843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115219259721476843' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115181041929285834</id><published>2006-07-02T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T11:20:19.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHAT HAPPENS NOW AND THEN.Well that's the end of all my World Cup hopes. There isn't a single team left that I support, but I'd think and would like Germany to win the cup, at least they've shown that they deserve the cup. This World Cup has been so disappointing and they've been so many upsets --- The Czech Republic, Switzerland, Ivory Coast, Ghana, Spain, Argentina and Brazil --- but I've got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115181041929285834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115181041929285834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115181041929285834' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115176482950699417</id><published>2006-07-01T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T22:40:29.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EVEN WHEN THE SUN IS SHINING I CAN'T AVOID THE LIGHTNING.Sentosa today with Luthfi, Hongkit, Giam, Zhenjie, Desmond, Ziwei, Shemuel, Erwin, Sean, Stacy, Suemaine, Yolanda, Melissa, Fei and Jadey!!!!! They were all late!! We were supposed to meet at harbour front mrt station at 10am, but had to wait for everyone till 10.45. Went to Palawan Beach!!We played frisbee, soccer until we couldn't take </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115176482950699417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115176482950699417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115176482950699417' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115168372803961666</id><published>2006-07-01T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T00:35:53.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SAIL WITH ME INTO THE SUN.Take away the sensation insideBitter sweet migraine in my headIts like a throbbing tooth ache of the mindI can't take this feeling anymoreDrain the pressure from the swelling,This sensations overwhelming,Give me a long kiss goodnightand everything will be alrightTell me that I won't feel a thingSo give me NovacaineOut of body and out of mindKiss the demons out of my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115168372803961666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115168372803961666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115168372803961666' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115167110555075503</id><published>2006-06-30T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T20:38:25.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE MINORITY.Mahjong-ed today with Fei and Janice at Jadey's place!!! Mainly because everyone was really busy today and my hands were really itchy. Hahaha. We played lots of rounds today and it was so fun!! Chatted, went high and watched Mr and Mrs Smith while having lunch. We continued to play after Fei left, and when Jadey had to shower, Janice suggested that the 2 of us continue. So we did, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115167110555075503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115167110555075503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115167110555075503' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115160042709403427</id><published>2006-06-30T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T01:00:27.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AND EVERYTHING ELSE IN BETWEEN.Superman today!!! It was so funkaylicous!! The show was great, good effects, wonderful acting and ubber exciting!! What do you expect? It's SUPERMAN!!! :] hees.WENT OUT WITH LUMPY AFTER!!!!! Ahh. I miss her already. I haven't seen her in ages. She's my longest friend ever!! 10 Years and counting!!! We can just pick up right away after long periods of absence or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115160042709403427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115160042709403427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115160042709403427' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115132504060434851</id><published>2006-06-26T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T03:42:19.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CHASING CARS.okies brace yourself, this is gonna be a long entry.Woohoo!! Exams are over!!! OVER. O-V-E-R. Yays. :] But I'm somewhat insecure of how my results will turn out. Maybe I haven't fully settled and gotten used to the study methods and pace of JC life. Oh maybe I really need to find a tuition teacher and buck up!!On my way to school today, I watched the sports news on TV mobile. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115132504060434851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115132504060434851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115132504060434851' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115090466265706230</id><published>2006-06-21T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T23:44:22.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SO MAYBE TOMORROW.All that watching world cup matches early in the morning has resulted in me having a lack of sleep. And I'm getting a sore throat even though I drink like 3 litres of water a day. Grreeaaattt, when exam's are coming even. SO, I really seem to be a nut... since I tried to make my own template but I failed... I could't figure out how to enlarge my pic. Just finished reading </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115090466265706230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115090466265706230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115090466265706230' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115078151002137607</id><published>2006-06-20T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T13:40:43.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE DANCING.Project Work yesterday at Jadey's place, with Joshua and Fei too. Not that productive I suppose as we found the sources for our EOM, but we aren't completely finished yet. We had spagetti and we watched Batman cartoons and Sesame Street!! Hahas. Poor Joshua was sick and coughing the whole time. Then studied with Fei and Jadey, which turned out to be really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115078151002137607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115078151002137607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115078151002137607' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115052337677251697</id><published>2006-06-17T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T13:42:56.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AND I PROMISE TO NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH A STRANGER.My tummy's feeling better but still quite upset. Was messaging jadey yesterday because I got bored in the toilet. Hahas. Crazy people do crazy things.Urk. I'm getting extremly annoyed with a certain website. Why bother promoting all your products when you don't put the price list??? People like me, get really irritated when our main aim is to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115052337677251697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115052337677251697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115052337677251697' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115043894879610025</id><published>2006-06-16T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T13:44:02.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A HUNDRED YEARS.....hiyyyoooo.. I've been having terrible tummy aches since yesterday. Been visiting the toilet lots and have already used up a whole roll of toilet paper. hahaha, I'm killing all the trees. But see I didn't actually eat anything yesterday because we had math lesson...so it could only be the hello panda. But I doubt that it was... mainly because I can't bear to give up hello panda</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115043894879610025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115043894879610025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115043894879610025' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115028511649214618</id><published>2006-06-14T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T13:45:55.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SWIMMING IN A FISHBOWL.Did I mention how utterly upset I was that Australia won Japan? LIKE WHAT THE HELL PLEASE. Kan ni na. -Excuse my language- Stupid Japanese don't know how to run for the bloody ball... can't even beat lousy Australia. grrr. In the heat of the moment while I was replying Jade and Fei, and telling them how utterly terrible the match was, I accidently messaged Ziwei who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115028511649214618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115028511649214618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115028511649214618' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-115028257491653576</id><published>2006-06-14T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T14:07:52.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PLEASE DON'T TAKE MY SUNSHINE AWAY.Caught The Omen last night. It was a total waste of money and uber boring please. I dozed off quite a few times actually. All the hype about the show for nothing. So now I'm waiting for Pirates Of The Carribean for yummy yummy Johnny Depp!!!!! HAHAS.Studied with Jadey today at The Esplande Library. And I have discovered that I really can't concentrate in dead </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115028257491653576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/115028257491653576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115028257491653576' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-114987354388268424</id><published>2006-06-10T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T14:09:30.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE FAIRYTALE WON'T LAST. IT NEVER DOES.THURSDAYSo yea, study grouped with jadey and nicholas. It was quite fun.. for a while. Nicholas pangseh-ed us for other *ahem* more important things to do. Imagine if I didn't agree to studying with them, jadey would have been left in BK studying alone. How fun. teehee. So yes, this group of 4 Japenese guys came and sat at the table behind me. They're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/114987354388268424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/114987354388268424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114987354388268424' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-114977493466357265</id><published>2006-06-08T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T21:55:34.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahh. Who am I kidding. I need an outlet to vent my anger on.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/114977493466357265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/114977493466357265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114977493466357265' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-114977431000992234</id><published>2006-06-08T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T14:10:53.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WAKE ME UP FROM THIS NIGHTMARE.Made two new friends today, Nicholas and Yansheng. They're Jadey's band mates who I study grouped with today!!! We studied at Burger King, which reminded me of a small news article sometime during this week about a lady in New Zealand who found a live frog in her burger. Like so sick please. Then Jadey pondered that maybe the lady heard her burger croaking... but I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/114977431000992234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/114977431000992234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114977431000992234' title=''/><author><name>rah</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-5944920.post-114965899043268940</id><published>2006-06-07T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T14:11:56.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SO MUCH FOR MY HAPPY ENDING.Was visiting Pei's blog, and I have to say that I think IJ girls rant alot. But that's what makes us so special. =)Jade rants about everything and it seems to make her life a hell of a lot more interesting than mine. Qimin rants about her daily encounters and quite intellectually I might add, and Pei's blog never fails to entertain me... which reminds me: I AM THE ONE </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/114965899043268940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944920/posts/default/114965899043268940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrychocolates.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114965899043268940' title=''/><author><name>rah</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>
