<?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-12352365</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:04:27.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chic ,   attitude   ;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-113159115302666167</id><published>2005-11-10T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T10:52:33.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye.</title><content type='html'>Say you love me every waking moment&lt;br /&gt;turn my head with talk of summertime&lt;br /&gt;Say you need me with you now and always&lt;br /&gt;Promise me that all you say is true &lt;br /&gt;that's all I ask of you&lt;br /&gt;All I want is freedom&lt;br /&gt;a world with no more night&lt;br /&gt;and you, always beside me &lt;br /&gt;to hold me and to hide me&lt;br /&gt;Say you'll share with me one love one lifetime&lt;br /&gt;say the word and I will follow you&lt;br /&gt;Share each day with me&lt;br /&gt;each night&lt;br /&gt;each morning&lt;br /&gt;say you love me&lt;br /&gt;-you know i do&lt;br /&gt;love me. thats all i ask of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you.&lt;br /&gt;you know i will.&lt;br /&gt;you've been great.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-113159115302666167?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/113159115302666167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=113159115302666167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/113159115302666167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/113159115302666167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/11/goodbye.html' title='goodbye.'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-113066296906960988</id><published>2005-10-30T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:02:49.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class party!</title><content type='html'>schools out, and we finally planned a class party.&lt;br /&gt;8 nov at sentosa. (:&lt;br /&gt;and 28 dec, prob my house, xmas party!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up with sarah yesterday!(: had lunch with her and ariel and teri and errol and joel. then we went off while ter and ariel studied. haha. and then watched zorro with jon joel and errol. they were being mean to me =( long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out today with ariel nick and errol for lunch and halloween costume shopping. and some people are pissed for ditcihng them which i really didnt know we actually did.&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt; GOODLUCK TO ALL THOSE WHO HAVE HIGHER CHINESE TOMORROW!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blogs dying, i think i'll stop updating once again. quite an acheivement though, i kept it alive for relatively long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-113066296906960988?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/113066296906960988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=113066296906960988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/113066296906960988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/113066296906960988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/10/class-party.html' title='class party!'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-113040998905125949</id><published>2005-10-27T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T18:46:29.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puke it out.</title><content type='html'>its not jerk it out,  its puke it out.&lt;br /&gt;we had watermelon eating and fruit juice drinking competition today.&lt;br /&gt;it was plain downright sick. i didnt do watermelon eating, but apparently it was rotten.&lt;br /&gt;and the drinks, theyre not even fruits or juice. water with TONNES of sugar and colouring. it was just downright sick.&lt;br /&gt;i drank 5 packets in all. i felt like puking so badly. and everyone went back to class and collapsed and it was the first time class was so quiet. everyone was like drugged and wasted or something.&lt;br /&gt;anyway after resting i went out with mu and piong to holland v! and i spent like 50 bucks on dunno what. blah.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite fun though(:&lt;br /&gt;and we went to a pet shop and a freaking bird shitted on my blouse. like some wonderassholeshootingbird. it was IN THE CAGE. wth.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;report book, the horror.&lt;br /&gt;after all the ca nonsense moderation. i got&lt;br /&gt;4 a2s&lt;br /&gt;1 b3&lt;br /&gt;2 b4s&lt;br /&gt;1c5&lt;br /&gt;1 c6&lt;br /&gt;i missed a1 for a subject by 1 mark, annoying.&lt;br /&gt;i missed an a2 by 1 mark&lt;br /&gt;i missed a b3 by 1 mark&lt;br /&gt;i missed a b4 by 1 mark&lt;br /&gt;and the rest were all like miss by 2 marks except for one subject.&lt;br /&gt;how miserable.&lt;br /&gt;and all the teachers comments sounded the same. all along the lines of 'havent realised my full potential'. &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the last day of school. this year passed really really fast. quite scary. before i know it i'll be like 50. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; will she be loved&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-113040998905125949?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/113040998905125949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=113040998905125949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/113040998905125949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/113040998905125949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/10/puke-it-out.html' title='puke it out.'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-113015031215282347</id><published>2005-10-24T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T18:38:32.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess whos back!(:</title><content type='html'>im baaaccckkk(:&lt;br /&gt;aus was GOOOOOD&lt;3 i wish i could stay there forever.&lt;br /&gt;managed to meet up with sunny patrick and janan! aka melbourne crew haha.&lt;br /&gt;had quite abit of fun. yupp.&lt;br /&gt;anyway im not in the mood to blog bout melbourne now.&lt;br /&gt;im in the mood to blog bout my results.&lt;br /&gt;i got scolded by my mom. for the first time ever. as in, results wise. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i got.&lt;br /&gt;1 a1&lt;br /&gt;1 a2&lt;br /&gt;2 SUPER FREAKING NEAR a2 and 2 b3s which make up 4 b3s.&lt;br /&gt;2 B4&lt;br /&gt;1 D7&lt;br /&gt;l1r5: 15.&lt;br /&gt;my moms super mad i failed bio.&lt;br /&gt;i expected it right from the start. since i lost the interest in studying bio when mr tay pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;attitude child, i know. but really, those who know me should know if i hate something or someone to do with something i just wont do it.&lt;br /&gt;and yeh kinda fought with my mom cause she kept scolding me bout my results, but really. im quite okay with it. considering the super little effort i put in i think its quite good. though next time i'll study properly. haha. but bio and amath were genuinely difficult. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I HEARD THAT MR TAY IS LEAVING. WHOOHOOOOO. only question, leaving or sacked? hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;WHO CARES I JUST WANT A NEW BIO TEACHER. like ms thomas perhaps. i really like her! shes so funny and i actually know what shes talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and SARAHS BACK!(: yipeedidoodaaayippeeddeeedaaayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you.&lt;br /&gt;wake up baby,&lt;br /&gt;its time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-113015031215282347?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/113015031215282347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=113015031215282347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;ive gone for very weird yet interesting classes like &lt;br /&gt;accouting&lt;br /&gt;lit&lt;br /&gt;math (i didnt know a thing)&lt;br /&gt;hoi. history of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;e and d. environment and development (something like geog)&lt;br /&gt;and im going for econs really soon. &lt;br /&gt;i'm coming back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARAH read this! are you back yet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love love.&lt;br /&gt;you feelin me?&lt;br /&gt;i do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112986469341302113?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112986469341302113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112986469341302113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112986469341302113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112986469341302113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112981181159269114</id><published>2005-10-20T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T20:36:51.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results</title><content type='html'>i got half my results&lt;br /&gt;and they suck so bad&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get an a for english&lt;br /&gt;how suck is that?&lt;br /&gt;i am sucha loser.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;my internet time is running out.&lt;br /&gt;im missing everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you KNOW it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112981181159269114?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112981181159269114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112981181159269114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112981181159269114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112981181159269114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/10/results.html' title='results'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112963036297353250</id><published>2005-10-18T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T18:12:42.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be your suga baby</title><content type='html'>i know 2 papers results. and theyre the stronger ones so theres nothing to rejoice about yet.&lt;br /&gt;cause.&lt;br /&gt;i'm prepared to fail bio, and probably amath as well, and chem too come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size = "3" &gt; THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO IS HELPING ME CHECK MY PAPERS &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry for all the inconvenience caused.&lt;br /&gt;and anyone in b1 who reads this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLEASE LISTEN TO CHARM THE POOR GIRL GOT SCOLDED!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry charm=( i didnt mean to leave!&lt;br /&gt;i think&lt;br /&gt;i am&lt;br /&gt;going to email mrs tee&lt;br /&gt;-shudders.&lt;br /&gt;for my math and amath results.&lt;br /&gt;sigh!&lt;br /&gt;i just have to know&lt;br /&gt;the suspense.&lt;br /&gt;btw, aus is very good(:&lt;br /&gt;everyone should come here if they can!&lt;br /&gt;whoopeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing you so bad&lt;br /&gt;i wonder where you are right now&lt;br /&gt;i wish you could just get a cab&lt;br /&gt;and be right here with me somehow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112963036297353250?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112963036297353250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112963036297353250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112963036297353250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112963036297353250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/10/ill-be-your-suga-baby.html' title='i&apos;ll be your suga baby'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112937665825982518</id><published>2005-10-15T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T19:44:18.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down under</title><content type='html'>aus is pretty cool(:&lt;br /&gt;didnt really do much today&lt;br /&gt;staying at my cousin's place&lt;br /&gt;its really cold when the wind blows and in the house. odd aye.&lt;br /&gt;shopped abit today, got ming's mags and lipsmackers. haha.&lt;br /&gt;yes, youre welcome dear(:&lt;br /&gt;please everybody, i am not on a shopping spree stop asking me to buy stuff! screams.&lt;br /&gt;the guys here are quite hot&lt;3 haha, too bad ming, you have to wait. but dont worry, fret not! dee will wait for you before she goes scouting. hahaha. self control, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to the city tmr to do a bit of shopping, hope its gonna be good. then after the weekend its off to melbourne for school. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kiss me and smile for me&lt;br /&gt;tell me that you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;hold me like you'll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;i'm leaving on a jetplane&lt;br /&gt;dont know when i'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;oh babe i hate to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112937665825982518?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112937665825982518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112937665825982518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112937665825982518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112937665825982518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/10/down-under.html' title='down under'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112920876082724779</id><published>2005-10-13T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T21:06:00.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving on a jetplane</title><content type='html'>i was so high last night and this morning, i have no clue why.&lt;br /&gt;so high that i got up so many times at night and i got out of bed at 6 plus.&lt;br /&gt;is that insane? and its a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i went out for lunch and walked around wasting time with ariel jon errol and alot of other guys. it was so odd cause stupid ariel came so late and the guy ratio : denise was like what 12 : 1. blah. i could have screamed.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone was being mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;teri where were you when i needed you most:( haha.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, where was i when you needed me? well sorry. you know why. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i ate with them then i met ming and went shopping for 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;and within that 3 hours all i bought was 2 presents.&lt;br /&gt;singapore SUCKS so badly i wanna scream my head off.&lt;br /&gt;like, i try all the clothes and NONE OF THEM FREAKING FIT ME i could just cry cause theyre all so pretty. quotes ming: topshop should have size zero for people like you.&lt;br /&gt;BLAH I WANNA SCREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;and besides that, singapore is so bloody boring. seriously, dont they know what FASHION is. gosh. no wonder my cupboard is incredibly empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sinful i could cry.&lt;br /&gt;marc seah put a &lt;s&gt; condom &lt;/s&gt; in my handbag. and i walked around with it for like almost 4 or 5 hours without knowing, and i came home and i didnt know what the hell it was. and i read it and i screamed.&lt;br /&gt;and im traumatised&lt;br /&gt;what am i supposed to do with it?! he wants it back to do it to some other girl again. blah. it feels terribly wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm going down under tomorrow! woooohoooooo. i need to get away from singapore. &lt;br /&gt;its only a half holiday. the holiday part will be over the weekend in sydney but the rest will be in school with my brother. going for lectures and all with him. how interesting right. those crucial days will help me decide if i wanna go there after Os. ah, the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so exhausted from i have no clue what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; TO PIERCE MY EAR OR NOT TO PIERCE &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;no, i'll wait for vic! self control denise. self control.&lt;br /&gt;so stop bugging me ming(: and everyone else! shoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, as the days go by i keep thinking more and more of how 2 faced this damned world is. its not bout me actually, but its people i know who talk bad bout other people, and those other people i know too talk bad bout the people referred to at the start. &lt;br /&gt;like, isnt it more of like. if someone can do it to other people, he or she can do it to you too. ah. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with this world.&lt;br /&gt;if i could pick, i'd pick being a child all over again.&lt;br /&gt;cause its the time when everything was really so innocent and fun and life felt so perfect (excluding the times my brothers ganged up against me)&lt;br /&gt;and im talking nonsense all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling happy and sad at the same time. does that make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, off to aus tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;bye everybody.&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;denise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112920876082724779?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112920876082724779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112920876082724779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112920876082724779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112920876082724779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/10/leaving-on-jetplane.html' title='leaving on a jetplane'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112912141032381462</id><published>2005-10-12T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T20:50:10.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S OVER</title><content type='html'>oh yeh, its over!&lt;br /&gt;but it doesnt seem THAT different though.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay, so today after mep we had lunch then &lt;br /&gt;ming liza crys cheryl zai kelly char nu sarae april nut yvonne grace tessa clari and i cant remember who else came! (sorry, braindead) mu couldnt come, poor dear had aches. i hope youre alright mu(:&lt;br /&gt;we watched pirates of the carribean!! yes, again. JOHNNY DEPP IS JUST SO DARN HOT I WISH I COULD JUST JUMP INTO THE TV AND PROFESS MY UNDYING LOVE FOR HIM. ah-ha-ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;okay denise has to shut up bout him.&lt;br /&gt;yeh and we had table soccer showdown. hahahah it was SO amusing. especially crystal, she's super cute when she hits the ball! hahahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;and we had a mini celebration for nut ming yvonne clari and grace's birthday(: &lt;br /&gt;and we had pizza for dinner by the pool side and some crazy little kids by the name of eliza soh and kelly kwan wrestled by the pool and both got wet and yes you can just imagine. &lt;br /&gt;and two gluttons by the name of eliza soh (again) and tessa koh had pizza eating competition. i bet on tessa, but dang i was wrong. its okay tessa, i know you were just very full thats why(: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and i learnt how to play speed! and i was good at it! hahahaah. but i couldnt beat tessa. oh well. THAT DAY WILL COME.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm feeling incredibly free and tired and free and tired. yes. &lt;br /&gt;OH GUESS WHAT&lt;br /&gt;LAOSHI SAID I PASSED MY CHINESE PAPER and said i did much better than normal but thats cause i just always fail all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED MY CHINESE HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAH -HOPS AROUND THE ENTIRE ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahahahahhaha. this is a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;screams.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going shopping with ming tmr(: and we may watch corpse bride. i think it'll only be for johnny depp's voice hahah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking bout life all over again.&lt;br /&gt;rather, friends in life.&lt;br /&gt;its quite weird, but no details here&lt;br /&gt;i'll just say again,&lt;br /&gt;i love all you crapbags(: &lt;br /&gt;esp you ming! cheer up(: &lt;br /&gt;dee loves ming! go read my birthday card to yoU! it'll make you happy!(:&lt;br /&gt;haha not really, but maybe.&lt;br /&gt;love you truckloads(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112912141032381462?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112912141032381462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112912141032381462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112912141032381462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112912141032381462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-over.html' title='IT&apos;S OVER'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112901204858900697</id><published>2005-10-11T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T14:27:28.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mu liza me</title><content type='html'>mu and liza are over&lt;br /&gt;we're studying mep&lt;br /&gt;or at least i am. hahahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muriel likes denise's chicken floss.&lt;br /&gt;denise types very fast-eliza&lt;br /&gt;denise: you can expect that from being online almost the whole day&lt;br /&gt;mu: the chicken floss is becoming soggy&lt;br /&gt;liza: i'm hungry&lt;br /&gt;mu: eat chicken floss&lt;br /&gt;liza: but it's becoming powdery in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;what an interesting lunch conversation.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;they made me watch this 'numa numa' video. it was. weird. and mu's laughing bout it now. gosh. and they're singing it. weirdos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, eliza pronounced chopin as chop-pin. HAHAHAHA and we couldnt stop laughing bout it.&lt;br /&gt;and mu randomly screams "chicken floss!"&lt;br /&gt;they are being unhygenic, dirtying my whole dining table with chicken floss. and liza stuck her hand INTO the jar. SCREAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i've been high, you're keeping me going&lt;br /&gt;we'll take it slow we'll take it smooth&lt;br /&gt;but i'm waiting here you probably know&lt;br /&gt;cmon, why not you make the first move.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112901204858900697?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112901204858900697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112901204858900697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112901204858900697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112901204858900697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/10/mu-liza-me.html' title='mu liza me'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112891451507724107</id><published>2005-10-10T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T11:21:55.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday jon!</title><content type='html'>firstly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size = 5&gt;&lt;font color = "aqua"&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY JON!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the oldies club man(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt; I SCREWED AMATH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its okay, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly,&lt;br /&gt;im still HIGGGGGGH.&lt;br /&gt;i have SERIOUSLY gone mad.&lt;br /&gt;bang bang shoot me down.&lt;br /&gt;that bang bang song is stuck in my head&lt;br /&gt;sang in nonstop yesterday with teri haha.&lt;br /&gt;and today we couldnt stop laughing (and vic) cause i was SO DARN HIGH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;denise gets higgghh tonight!&lt;br /&gt;i must confess you're a real live wire&lt;br /&gt;maybe you and me will get a long awhile&lt;br /&gt;so i get high tonight&lt;br /&gt;HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, happy birthday jon.&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112891451507724107?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112891451507724107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112891451507724107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112891451507724107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112891451507724107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-birthday-jon.html' title='happy birthday jon!'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112885549519524898</id><published>2005-10-09T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T18:58:15.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're better together</title><content type='html'>beware:&lt;br /&gt;denise is high.&lt;br /&gt;do not be alarmed.&lt;br /&gt;talk to her at your own risk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhahhaahhaahah. shit im high, gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i scared mikey i think. (sorry mk if you ever see this)&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart went BINGBANGBOOMBWIMZIMZAMZOOOKABOOMM. no, it went lub dub lub dub lub dub.&lt;br /&gt;haahahaahaha -screams and laughs uncontrollably like a psychotic child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to calm and cool down.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;im cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to church, studied amath with teri then went for lunch with her and errol and tien. everyones mugging, but i dont feel like mugging, cause when im high, screw studies! but actually, even when im not, screw studies! (: ran into some people there. like letitia and charissa, sarah cheng (and her boyfriend!, eunice, teri's 2 freaky chinese gangsters, tingle bryan elvin, and erh thats bout it? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this off piong's blog. its so sweet. i cheated her feelings though, i didnt tag her. sorry dear, dont be heartbroken, denise will always be here to glue you back together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no combination of words&lt;br /&gt;I could put on the back of a postcard&lt;br /&gt;No song that I could sing&lt;br /&gt;But I can try for your heart&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams--they are made out of real things&lt;br /&gt;like a shoebox of photographs&lt;br /&gt;with sepiatone loving&lt;br /&gt;Love is the answer,&lt;br /&gt;at least for most of the questions in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Like why are we here? and where do we go?&lt;br /&gt;And how come its so hard?&lt;br /&gt;It's not always easy as&lt;br /&gt;sometimes life can be deceiving&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you one thing it's always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;mmm its always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Yea we’ll look at the stars when we're together&lt;br /&gt;well its always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of these moments&lt;br /&gt;just might find their way into my dreams tonight&lt;br /&gt;But I know that they’ll be gone&lt;br /&gt;when the morning light sings&lt;br /&gt;and brings new things&lt;br /&gt;but tomorrow night you see&lt;br /&gt;that they’ll be gone too&lt;br /&gt;too many things I have to do&lt;br /&gt;But if all of these dreams might find their way&lt;br /&gt;into my day to day scene&lt;br /&gt;Ill be under the impression&lt;br /&gt;i was somewhere in between&lt;br /&gt;With only two&lt;br /&gt;Just me and you&lt;br /&gt;Not so many things we got to do&lt;br /&gt;or places we got to be&lt;br /&gt;We'll Sit beneath the mango tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea its always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in between together&lt;br /&gt;well its always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;I believe in memories&lt;br /&gt;they look so, so pretty when I sleep&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, and when I wake up,&lt;br /&gt;you look so pretty sleeping next to me&lt;br /&gt;But there is not enough time,&lt;br /&gt;and there is no, no song I could sing&lt;br /&gt;and there is no, combination of words I could say&lt;br /&gt;but I will still tell you one thing&lt;br /&gt;We're Better together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;feel the love and put some back in me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112885549519524898?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112884299122300785</id><published>2005-10-09T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T15:29:51.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i shot my baby down</title><content type='html'>it's gonna be a perfect day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart's skipping beats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was five and he was six&lt;br /&gt;we rode horses made of sticks&lt;br /&gt;he wore black and i wore white&lt;br /&gt;he would always win the fight&lt;br /&gt;bang bang&lt;br /&gt;i shot him down&lt;br /&gt;bang bang&lt;br /&gt;that awful sound&lt;br /&gt;bang bang&lt;br /&gt;he hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;bang bang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; i shot my baby down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an odd entry&lt;br /&gt;cause today was an odd day.&lt;br /&gt;but is okay, i'll live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112878641549230501</id><published>2005-10-08T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T23:46:55.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>science vs God</title><content type='html'>i didnt really catch anything the bishop said&lt;br /&gt;too cheem. heh.&lt;br /&gt;today was an interesting day.&lt;br /&gt;emo roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;i'll ride it, i'll get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;the party's starting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112878641549230501?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112878641549230501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>romantic period</title><content type='html'>features:&lt;br /&gt;1. rubato (slight holding back or pressing forward of tempo)&lt;br /&gt;2. wide dynamic crange and contrasts&lt;br /&gt;3. modulations&lt;br /&gt;4. wide register&lt;br /&gt;5. harmy chromatic, dissonant&lt;br /&gt;6. instrumental-playes increased, brass and percussion more active&lt;br /&gt;7. sudden changes&lt;br /&gt;8. nationalism and exoticism&lt;br /&gt;9. program music&lt;br /&gt;10. thematic transformation (character change when melody returns)&lt;br /&gt;11. irregular phrasing&lt;br /&gt;12. mostly homophonic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art song: &lt;br /&gt;composition for solo voice and piano&lt;br /&gt;mood set by piano intro, ends wtih postlude&lt;br /&gt;a. strophic form: same music each stanza&lt;br /&gt;b. through composed form: diff music each stanza&lt;br /&gt;c. modified strophic form: same diff same &lt;br /&gt;song cycle: set of art songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;program music:&lt;br /&gt;instrumental music associated with story poem or scene&lt;br /&gt;non program music : absolute music&lt;br /&gt;program symphony: few movements, each with title&lt;br /&gt;concert overture: one movement in sonata form&lt;br /&gt;symphonic/tone poem: one movement, any form&lt;br /&gt;incidental music: music played before or during a play to set the mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nationalism:&lt;br /&gt;use of folk song in music to provide distinct national identity&lt;br /&gt;russian folk tune:&lt;br /&gt;irregular metre&lt;br /&gt;5 beats &lt;br /&gt;changing metre&lt;br /&gt;franz schubert: 1820&lt;br /&gt;austrian&lt;br /&gt;the terribly happy guy.&lt;br /&gt;unfinished symphony&lt;br /&gt;trout (die forelle)&lt;br /&gt;erlkonig (elfking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robert schumann: 1840&lt;br /&gt;german&lt;br /&gt;mostly short piano pieces and art songs&lt;br /&gt;syncopations&lt;br /&gt;dotted rhythms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frederic chopin: 1840&lt;br /&gt;polish&lt;br /&gt;piano repertoires&lt;br /&gt;mazurkas and polonaises (dances)&lt;br /&gt;nocturne in Eb major&lt;br /&gt;nocturne: night piece. slow. lyrical.melancholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;franz liszt: 1840&lt;br /&gt;hungarian&lt;br /&gt;piano only&lt;br /&gt;rapid octaves&lt;br /&gt;chromaticism&lt;br /&gt;arpeggios&lt;br /&gt;leaps&lt;br /&gt;runs&lt;br /&gt;dynamic range&lt;br /&gt;symphonic sound on piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felix mendelssohn: 1840&lt;br /&gt;german&lt;br /&gt;all works but opera&lt;br /&gt;sad sounding&lt;br /&gt;light, transparent, rapid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hector berlioz: 1840&lt;br /&gt;french&lt;br /&gt;contrasting: &lt;br /&gt;high woodwinds, low strings&lt;br /&gt;constant percussions, rumbling&lt;br /&gt;dynamic fluctuation&lt;br /&gt;tempo change frequent&lt;br /&gt;loud brass and long lacking melodies&lt;br /&gt;irregular.&lt;br /&gt;single melody: fixed idea/idee fixe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peter ilyich tchaikovsky:1875&lt;br /&gt;russian&lt;br /&gt;russian flavour.&lt;br /&gt;instrumental and vocal e.g. romeo and juliet concert overture&lt;br /&gt;melodies repeated&lt;br /&gt;music has climax.&lt;br /&gt;thematic an colorful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bedrich smetana: 1875&lt;br /&gt;czech&lt;br /&gt;style of franz liszt but not only piano&lt;br /&gt;nationalistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;antonia dvorak: 1875&lt;br /&gt;czech&lt;br /&gt;symphonies/chamber music. &lt;br /&gt;bohemian folk dance and song&lt;br /&gt;synocpatoin, pentatonic sacle, modal scale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johannes brahms: 1875&lt;br /&gt;all but opera&lt;br /&gt;mellow warmth: viola clarient french horn&lt;br /&gt;makes intricate polyphonic textures sounds natural&lt;br /&gt;contrasting rhythm patterns&lt;br /&gt;syncopation and irregular length&lt;br /&gt;rich dark toned&lt;br /&gt;doubling melodies in thrids and sixths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giuseppe verdi: 1875&lt;br /&gt;italian&lt;br /&gt;opera only. &lt;br /&gt;music focus on voice&lt;br /&gt;lessened diff between aria and recitative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wagner: 1875&lt;br /&gt;german&lt;br /&gt;opera only&lt;br /&gt;own libretto (lyrics)&lt;br /&gt;no break in between&lt;br /&gt;pitch fluctuations&lt;br /&gt;focus: orchestra, not voice&lt;br /&gt;letimotif: short musical idea associated to person/object/thought&lt;br /&gt;much dissonances&lt;br /&gt;chromaticism extensive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giacomo puccini: 1900&lt;br /&gt;italian&lt;br /&gt;short emotional easily remembered melodies&lt;br /&gt;created verismo (realism)&lt;br /&gt;opera only&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112869589081865826?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112869589081865826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>exams</title><content type='html'>it's been harsh, way harsh.&lt;br /&gt;english was odd, i nearly fell alseep cause pearl harbor just aint my thing.&lt;br /&gt;chem was terribly difficult and there goes my only hope of an a1.&lt;br /&gt;bio, its a definite fail. (raarr, cant stand the teacher especially)&lt;br /&gt;math was odd but at least i think i'll pass.&lt;br /&gt;ss was horrible, it always is.&lt;br /&gt;geog was alright, but the last question was odd so there goes my other hope of an a.&lt;br /&gt;and i have amath tomorrow. great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i forgot to say that my class went to mrs yap to complain bout mr tay. &lt;br /&gt;cause hes always not in class.&lt;br /&gt;and he refused to give us notes cause he said we're a b band class and its too hard. wth.&lt;br /&gt;and that he's demoralizing cause he tells people theyre gonna fail and he told me i was a peasant and gonna get f9 and he told meijin she was the person who carried cow dung for peasants. retarded, but its just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that he didnt finish teaching us the syllabus. how great is that! wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah,i have&lt;br /&gt;1. amath&lt;br /&gt;2. chinese&lt;br /&gt;3. geog 1&lt;br /&gt;4. mep &lt;br /&gt;left&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;i have to psyche myself.&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEH I CAN DO IT&lt;br /&gt;then the party starts baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112856863213264443?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112856863213264443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112856863213264443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112856863213264443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112856863213264443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/10/exams.html' title='exams'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112821599948122422</id><published>2005-10-02T07:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T09:19:59.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more geog</title><content type='html'>i am up at 7+ in the morning studying.&lt;br /&gt;AM I INSANE?&lt;br /&gt;i think i am.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i studied almost a freaking TEN HOURS. screeeeeeeeeam.&lt;br /&gt;2.5 hours in the morning doing geog. 4 hours in the after noon doing some math and geog (again) and 1 hour at night doing amath followed by 2 hours of bio followed by round 45 min of chem. IVE GONE CRAZY. and the best part of it? i dont remember anything this morning. great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so geog chapter 6 now. weathering.&lt;br /&gt;weathering: disintegration and decomposition of rocks in situ by weather elements and biotic factors.&lt;br /&gt;erosion: wearing away of rocks by moving agents e.g wind and materials are carried away.&lt;br /&gt;mass wasting: movement of surface material down a slope by the force of gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physical weathering:&lt;br /&gt;disintegration.&lt;br /&gt;size and shape altered. chemical composition same&lt;br /&gt;end product: coarse and angular&lt;br /&gt;more effective in ares with little veg, large temp range, temperate highlands&lt;br /&gt;1. pressure release.&lt;br /&gt;weight of overlying rocks exert pressure on rock below&lt;br /&gt;when overlying rocks erode, pressure on rock below reduced. &lt;br /&gt;underlying rock expands.&lt;br /&gt;rock expands-&gt; cracks joints from stress. formed parallel to surface&lt;br /&gt;in time, rock peels, process known as sheeting.&lt;br /&gt;result: exfoliation dome&lt;br /&gt;condition: large amount of overlying rock,removed by erosion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. freeze thaw action&lt;br /&gt;water enters cracks or joints of a rock.&lt;br /&gt;when temperature falls below 0, water freezes.&lt;br /&gt;water expands by 10% and exerts stress on rock.&lt;br /&gt;joints widen and deepen.&lt;br /&gt;when temperature rises about 0, ice melts.&lt;br /&gt;repeated freeze thaw action&lt;br /&gt;joints widen and deepen till the rock is weaked and breaks along the joint.&lt;br /&gt;block disintegration&lt;br /&gt;result: screes/angular rock fragments&lt;br /&gt;condition: termperate region/mountainous area. temperature fluctuates roud 0. joints in rocks. prescence of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. alternate expansion and contraction&lt;br /&gt;day hot-&gt;rock surface heats up and expands faster than inner surface&lt;br /&gt;night cool-&gt; rock surface cools down and contracts faster than inner rock&lt;br /&gt;alternate expansion and contraction of rock surface&lt;br /&gt;exerts stress, cracks and joints form&lt;br /&gt;ovre time, outer layers peel away.&lt;br /&gt;rock is exfoliated&lt;br /&gt;result: rocks with round, smooth surface&lt;br /&gt;condition: large temp range&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. crystallisation&lt;br /&gt;desert: high evaporation rate, drawing water upwards from underground&lt;br /&gt;water contains dissolved minerals&lt;br /&gt;enters rock, cools/evaporates, leaving behind salt&lt;br /&gt;salt crystals grow and exerts stress&lt;br /&gt;rock broken down grain by grain.granular disintegration. salt wedging&lt;br /&gt;result: fine grains, pitted rocks&lt;br /&gt;conditions: hot arid areas like deserts&lt;br /&gt;high evaporation rate&lt;br /&gt;long periods of low precipitation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemical weathering:&lt;br /&gt;decomposition&lt;br /&gt;physically and chemically altered&lt;br /&gt;end product fine materials eg clay&lt;br /&gt;more effective in hot and wet areas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. oxidation: iron present in rocks reacts with oxygen in air -&gt; iron (lll) oxide (rust), crumbles easily&lt;br /&gt;2. carbonation: limestone (calcium carbonate,insoluble) reacts with carbonic acid (rain water) -&gt; calcium bicarbonate. soluble, washed away easily&lt;br /&gt;result: clints and grikes&lt;br /&gt;stalactites and stalagmites&lt;br /&gt;karst landscape&lt;br /&gt;3. hydrolysis: hydrogen in rain water&lt;br /&gt;granite (feldspar) reacts with hydrogen (water)-&gt; kaolin (clay)&lt;br /&gt;clay crumbles easily.&lt;br /&gt;4. hydration: absorption of water by minerals-minerals swell&lt;br /&gt;unhydrated calcium sulphate + water -&gt; hydrated calcium sulphate (gypsum)&lt;br /&gt;5. solution: soluble minerals dissolve easily in water.&lt;br /&gt;result: honey comb weathering / hollows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*spheroidal weathering= result of chemical weathering&lt;br /&gt;jointed rocks underground get weathered by rain water&lt;br /&gt;minerals dissolve in rainwater&lt;br /&gt;more rain, more erosion, rocks become more rounded -&gt; corestone&lt;br /&gt;weathered materials get washed away exposing corestone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biological weathering:&lt;br /&gt;physical: roots of trees. animals/humans digging&lt;br /&gt;chemical: organic acids produced by lichens. respiration of animals/plants in soil/ decaying plants-humic and oragnic acids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;factors affecting rate and type of weathering:&lt;br /&gt;Plants and animals&lt;br /&gt;Climate&lt;br /&gt;Relief-steep/gentle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activites (human)&lt;br /&gt;Texture-coarse/fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composition-igneous more resistant than sedimentary&lt;br /&gt;Joints&lt;br /&gt;Colour-dark colors absorb heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chapter 7: rivers&lt;br /&gt;source: where the river starts&lt;br /&gt;tributaries: brooks and streams connecting to main river&lt;br /&gt;confluence: point where 2 tributaries join&lt;br /&gt;distributaries: where river nears sea and branches out at delta&lt;br /&gt;delta: flat low lying area where layers of sedimets have been deposited.&lt;br /&gt;mouth: point where river empties&lt;br /&gt;drainage basin: river and its network of tributaries. land drained by the main river and tributaries&lt;br /&gt;watershed: drainage divide between each drainage basin. natural catchment area&lt;br /&gt;catchment area: area over which rain falls and is collected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drainage pattern:&lt;br /&gt;dendritic: where rocks are uniform. erosion even. vein like&lt;br /&gt;trellis: alternating hard soft rocks. river cuts through more resistant rock, tributaries flow along joints between the rocks. right angles.&lt;br /&gt;radial: flowing outward and downhill from dome/volcano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speed/velocity of river:RGS&lt;br /&gt;Roughness of channel-more bedload, more friction-&gt; slower&lt;br /&gt;Gradient-steeper grad, faster flow&lt;br /&gt;Shape of channel(wetted perimeter)-larger wetted perimeter,more friction-&gt; slower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;volume of river: SPPC&lt;br /&gt;size of drainage area: large drainage area=more water&lt;br /&gt;permeability of rocks: impermeable rocks=more surface runoff=more water&lt;br /&gt;presence of vegetation: more vegetation, less surface runoff=less water&lt;br /&gt;climate: wet/dry season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erosional processes:CASH&lt;br /&gt;Corrasion (abrasion): effect of water dragging bedload along river bed-chisels and dislodges rocks. river bed eroded&lt;br /&gt;Attrition: river load in constant motion collides, breaking into smaller fragments. &lt;br /&gt;Hydraulic action: effect of runing water on river channel. loosen soil and rocks. &lt;br /&gt;Solution (corrosion): soluble minerals e.g ccalicum carbonate. easily dissolved and washed away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;features/result of erosion&lt;br /&gt;1. valleys: all courses of river, upper course: v-shaped. middle: bends slightly. lower course: curves alot.&lt;br /&gt;2. canyons/gorges: deep narrow valley with steep vertical sides.&lt;br /&gt;formed when waterfall retreats upstream (vertical erosion) &lt;br /&gt;undercuting of plunge pool increased by hydraulic action and abrasion of turbulent water&lt;br /&gt;reistant cap rocks lose support and collapse.&lt;br /&gt;process continues. waterfall retreats upstream.&lt;br /&gt;3. rapids:&lt;br /&gt;formed when rivre flows over alternating bands of resitant and less resitant rock.&lt;br /&gt;series of rapids: cataract&lt;br /&gt;4. waterfall: formed by&lt;br /&gt;a. faulting&lt;br /&gt;b. rocks of different resistance&lt;br /&gt;forms plungepool at the bottom. &lt;br /&gt;continuously retreats.&lt;br /&gt;4. potholes:&lt;br /&gt;pebbles carried by river swirl around river bed, get trapped in hollows&lt;br /&gt;current swirls rocks, drilling holes in river bed.&lt;br /&gt;enlarges and widens forming a larger pothole. &lt;br /&gt;formed by river abrasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;river transport:&lt;br /&gt;traction: pebbles and boulders. rolling.&lt;br /&gt;saltation: gravel, coarse sand. bouncing&lt;br /&gt;suspension: clay/silt. float&lt;br /&gt;solution: microscopic particles. dissolved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depositional processes:&lt;br /&gt;when river insufficient energy to transport load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;features:&lt;br /&gt;1. flood plain/levees.&lt;br /&gt;during heavy rain, rivre overflows onto surrounding banks.&lt;br /&gt;water encounters more friction. increased wetted perimeter-&gt; more friction-&gt; deposition&lt;br /&gt;larger and coarser materials deposited first.(heavier)&lt;br /&gt;smaller finer materials carried further away (lighter)&lt;br /&gt;repeated flooding-&gt; alluvial deposits accumulate.&lt;br /&gt;coarser materials: raised embankments: levees&lt;br /&gt;finr materials : flood plains&lt;br /&gt;very fertile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. delta&lt;br /&gt;conditions&lt;br /&gt;a. active erosion along course-more deposition&lt;br /&gt;b. less resistant rocks along course-more deposition&lt;br /&gt;c. presence of tributaries- help increase load&lt;br /&gt;d. quiet coastal waters-deposition more effective&lt;br /&gt;formation:&lt;br /&gt;water enters sea, mixes with surrouding water. velocity checked(decreased/stopped)&lt;br /&gt;heaviest material deposited first.&lt;br /&gt;salt water in sea causes clay to flocculate (become heavier, sinks to bottom)&lt;br /&gt;layers of alluvial deposited, platform built up.&lt;br /&gt;rises above water&lt;br /&gt;water flowing over and out- distributaries&lt;br /&gt;a. arcuate delta:delta-fan shaped, many distributaries. coarse materials&lt;br /&gt;b. bird's foot/digitate deltas: few distributaries. fine silt&lt;br /&gt;c. estuarine delta: where salt water meets fresh water. mouths broaden and deposition takes place. straight with slight curves along side. doesnt exceed coastline as sediments get washed away by waves and currents in sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. meanders&lt;br /&gt;combined erosion + deposition.&lt;br /&gt;concave bank: erosion&lt;br /&gt;convex bank: deposition&lt;br /&gt;under cutting of outer bank : river cliff&lt;br /&gt;deposition on inner bank: slip off slope&lt;br /&gt;lower course of stream, where valley broad and gentle sloping.&lt;br /&gt;4. oxbow lakes&lt;br /&gt;when loop around meander becomes pronounced&lt;br /&gt;neck of meander narrows due to erosion&lt;br /&gt;deposition continues taking place, forming cut off&lt;br /&gt;continual deposition separates cut off from river-&gt; ox bow lake.&lt;br /&gt;temporary-fill up with sediments and vegetation and dry up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all folks(:&lt;br /&gt;gonna get ready for church.&lt;br /&gt;i'm brain dead. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember much. &lt;br /&gt;i need someone to help me:( -hint-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112821599948122422?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112821599948122422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112821599948122422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112821599948122422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112821599948122422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/10/more-geog.html' title='more geog'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112817539087219280</id><published>2005-10-01T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T22:50:45.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bio</title><content type='html'>chapter 5 nutrition.&lt;br /&gt;carbohydrates.16kJ/g&lt;br /&gt;function:&lt;br /&gt;1. source of energy&lt;br /&gt;2. form supporting structures (celulose cell walls in plants)&lt;br /&gt;3. convert into amino acids/fats&lt;br /&gt;4. produce nectar in plants&lt;br /&gt;5. form nucleic acids (dna)&lt;br /&gt;6. synthesize lubricant (mucus)&lt;br /&gt;condensation: chemical reaction whereby 2 simple molecules join together to form larger molecule, with the removal of one molecule of water.&lt;br /&gt;1.glucose + fructose-&gt; sucrose + water&lt;br /&gt;2.glucose + galactose-&gt; lactose + water&lt;br /&gt;3.glucose + glucose-&gt; maltose + water&lt;br /&gt;hydrolysis/hydrolytic reaction: reaction whereby water molecule is added on to split up a complex molecule into its component units&lt;br /&gt;1. sucrose + water -&gt; glucose + fructose&lt;br /&gt;glycogen and starch suitable for storage:&lt;br /&gt;1. insoluble. do not change osmotic pressure&lt;br /&gt;2. large molecules. do not diffuse through membrane&lt;br /&gt;3. easily hydrolysed to glucose.&lt;br /&gt;4. compact shape. occupy less space.&lt;br /&gt;fats.38kJ/g&lt;br /&gt;component: 1 glycerol + 3 fatty acid&lt;br /&gt;function:&lt;br /&gt;1. efficient source/storage of energy&lt;br /&gt;2. solvent for fat souble vitomin and hormones&lt;br /&gt;3. insulating material&lt;br /&gt;4. restrict water loss from skin&lt;br /&gt;5. constituent of protoplasm&lt;br /&gt;saturated fat: animal fat-&gt; cholesterol-&gt; deposition in arteries-&gt; heart attack&lt;br /&gt;proteins.17kJ/g&lt;br /&gt;components: carbon, hydrogen oxygen, nitrogen, phosphorus.&lt;br /&gt;amino acid-&gt; dipeptide with peptide bond -&gt; polypeptide/peptone&lt;br /&gt;digestion: protien-&gt; polypeptide-&gt; amino acids&lt;br /&gt;function:&lt;br /&gt;1. essential for protoplasm synthesis&lt;br /&gt;2. synthesis of enzymes/hormones&lt;br /&gt;3. energy&lt;br /&gt;4. antibodies&lt;br /&gt;deficiency:kwashiorkor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chapter 7:nutrition in plants&lt;br /&gt;photosynthesis: process whereby light energy is absorbed by chlorophyll and transformed into chemical energy used in the synthesis of carbohydrates from water and carbon dioxide.liberates oxygen. &lt;br /&gt;light dependent stage: &lt;br /&gt;light energy absorbed by chlorophyll converted into chemical energy. phtolysis of water: splitting up water into oxygen and hydrogen.&lt;br /&gt;oxygen liberated.&lt;br /&gt;light independent stage:&lt;br /&gt;hydrogen reduces carbon dioxide to carbohydrate/glucose&lt;br /&gt;factors affecting photosynthesis&lt;br /&gt;1. wavelength: only red/blue light absorbed by cholorophyll&lt;br /&gt;2. light intensity&lt;br /&gt;3. water&lt;br /&gt;4. temperature. enzyme reaction.&lt;br /&gt;5. amount of chlorophyll.&lt;br /&gt;uses of glucose&lt;br /&gt;1. respiration (energy)&lt;br /&gt;2. conversion to oils/fats. cellular respiration. storage. form protoplasm.&lt;br /&gt;3. conversion to proteins/cel growth/protoplasm synthesis&lt;br /&gt;4. conversion to sucrose for transport to other parts of plant&lt;br /&gt;5. conversion to cellulose for the construction of plant cell walls&lt;br /&gt;6. convesion to starch for storage. insoluble. does not affect water potential of plant cells&lt;br /&gt;adaptations of leaf for photosynthesis:&lt;br /&gt;1. large flat surface: absorb max light&lt;br /&gt;2. thin lamina(blade): allows co2 to reach inner cells rapidly. allows sunlight to reach all mesophyll cells.&lt;br /&gt;3. chloroplasts/chlorophyll: absorb and transform energy&lt;br /&gt;4. more chloroplasts in upper palisade tissue: more light absorbed near leaf surface&lt;br /&gt;5. intercellular air spaces: rapid diffusion&lt;br /&gt;6. stomata: open in sunlight. allow co2 diffuse in o2 diffuse out&lt;br /&gt;7. veins containing xylem/phloem: transport water/mineral salts to and sugars away&lt;br /&gt;8. petiole (stalk): hold plant out to absorb max sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chapter 10: respiration.&lt;br /&gt;respiration: breaking down of glucose/simple molecules inside cell, releasing energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aerobic respiration: breakdown of food substancs in the persence of oxygen with the release of a large amount of energy. crabon dioxide and water released as waste products.&lt;br /&gt;occurs in mitochondria&lt;br /&gt;anaerobic respiration: breakdown of food substances with the release of a comparatively small amount of energy in the absence of oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;less efficient. &lt;br /&gt;fermentation: yeasts release ethanol/alcohol and carbon dioxide as waste products. &lt;br /&gt;only a small energy set free as molecule is only partially broken down. &lt;br /&gt;in muscles:&lt;br /&gt;limit to rate of breathing/heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;produce extra energy.&lt;br /&gt;forming lactic acid.&lt;br /&gt;lactic acid slowly builds up in the muscle.too much causes fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;muscular pain: by lactic acid (toxic)&lt;br /&gt;muscle incurs oxygen debt.(amount of oxygen required to oxidize the lactate produced in muscles during anaerobic respiration)&lt;br /&gt;period of rest;lactic acid removed from muscles transported to liver.&lt;br /&gt;some lactic caid oxidized to produce energy.&lt;br /&gt;remaining lactic acid converted back to glucose by energy produced from oxidation.&lt;br /&gt;inspiration/inhalation:&lt;br /&gt;external intercostal muscles contract&lt;br /&gt;diaphragm contracts and flattens&lt;br /&gt;ribs swing up and out&lt;br /&gt;thorax enlarges&lt;br /&gt;pressure drops&lt;br /&gt;air sucked in&lt;br /&gt;expiration:&lt;br /&gt;external intercostal muscles relax&lt;br /&gt;daphragm relaxes and arches up&lt;br /&gt;ribs go in and downwards&lt;br /&gt;thorax shrinks&lt;br /&gt;pressure increases&lt;br /&gt;air pushed out&lt;br /&gt;* air moves from high to low pressure&lt;br /&gt;diffusion of air in lungs:&lt;br /&gt;capillaries high in CO2, low in O2&lt;br /&gt;air in alveoli low in CO2,high in O2&lt;br /&gt;diffusion gradient.&lt;br /&gt;maintained by continuous blood flow trhgourh blood capillaries and breathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alveoli adapation:&lt;br /&gt;1. 1 cell thick. quick diffusion&lt;br /&gt;2. highly vascularised. continual flow&lt;br /&gt;3. large surface area&lt;br /&gt;4. moisture. O2 dissolves, able to diffuse into blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breathing:&lt;br /&gt;tidal air: amount of air breathed in normally. quiet breathing. 500 cm3&lt;br /&gt;complemental: additional amount of air inspired in deep breaths. 1500 cm3&lt;br /&gt;supplemental air: additional amount expired in deep breath. 1500 cm3&lt;br /&gt;vital capacity: total amount of inspired air in deepest breath. 2500-4000 cm3&lt;br /&gt;residual air: amount of air always left in the lungs. 500 cm3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stimulus for breathing:&lt;br /&gt;high concentration of CO2 in blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chapter 11: excretion&lt;br /&gt;catabolic activities: chemical processes which cause the breakdown of complex substances into simpler ones&lt;br /&gt;anabolic activities: simpler substances are built up into more complex ones&lt;br /&gt;cat + ana-&gt; metabolic&lt;br /&gt;metabolic reactions: harmful products. most be removed thus there's excretion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excretion: process by which metabolic waste products and toxic materials are removed from the body of an organism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mammalian urinary system:&lt;br /&gt;kdineys: bean shaped. embedde din msas of fat in the abdominal cavity. attached to dorsal body wall. lies above waistline. concave side faces vertebral column.centre of surface has depression- hilus.&lt;br /&gt;renal artery, renal vein and nerves connected to kidney through hilus.&lt;br /&gt;from hilus, narrow tube, ureter, emerges and travels downard to join dorsal surface of urinary bladder. urine from each kidney passes through the ureter to the urinary bladder&lt;br /&gt;bladder: elastic, muscular bag, ventral to the rectum. stores urine. sphincter muscle at bottom of bladder relaxes-&gt; urine flos through urethra and out of body.&lt;br /&gt;urine formed in uriniferous tubules or nephrons.&lt;br /&gt;nephron:&lt;br /&gt;kidney begins in cortex. renal casule. leads to short convoluted tubule. straightens out as it psases into medulla.  u-turn [u-shaped portion of tubule in medulla= loop of henle] into cortex again. opens into a collecting tubule. runs straight through medulla into renal pelvis. blood enters kidney by renal artery. branches out. each branch breaks up into a mass of blood capillaries in the renal capsule. &lt;br /&gt;blood capillaries: glomerulus. capsule + glomerulus= renal/malpighian corpuscle. blood leaving glomerulus enters blood capillaries surrounding tubule. blood capillaries unite -&gt; renal vein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. bio is hard. i dont understand a thing i typed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112817539087219280?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112817539087219280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112817539087219280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112817539087219280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112817539087219280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/10/bio.html' title='bio'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112815948478462186</id><published>2005-10-01T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T17:38:04.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>geog</title><content type='html'>past week. hectic.&lt;br /&gt;exams started and they sucked. ss was so terribly hard. and english i might have written out of point for the fist part. ahh.&lt;br /&gt;and since i have geog on monday, i shall take this time while blogging to STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;chapter 9: COASTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basics. waves.&lt;br /&gt;coast: zone of contact and interaction between land and sea&lt;br /&gt;waves: up down movements of water surface produced by winds blowing over sea/ocean&lt;br /&gt;fetch: distance of water over which winds blow&lt;br /&gt;waves affected by 1. wind velocity. 2. wind direction. 3. duration of wind. 4. fetch&lt;br /&gt;wave height: diff between crest:highest point of wave and trough: lowest point of wave&lt;br /&gt;wavelength: distance between each trough/crest&lt;br /&gt;breakers/breaking waves: point where wave crests are thrown forward.&lt;br /&gt;surf: sequence of breakers.&lt;br /&gt;swash: thin sheet of water which makes its way up the beach&lt;br /&gt;backwash: backward movement of swash due to gravity&lt;br /&gt;constructive waves: stronger swash than backwash. deposition.&lt;br /&gt;destructive waves: stronger backwash than swash. erosion. (usually during storm, whereby frequent waves disallows materials to settle again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coastal erosion.&lt;br /&gt;CASH.&lt;br /&gt;Corrasion. sediments in water thrown against coast (by wave). chisels and dislodges materials on coasts.&lt;br /&gt;Attrition: sediments constantly collide, breaking itself into smaler pieces. producing sand.&lt;br /&gt;Solution: minerals in rock soluble. water reacts with them,weakening rock. e.g. calcium carbonate&lt;br /&gt;Hydraulic action: force of waves on coast loosens materials. increased if joints present in rocks, as waves cause compression and expansion of air, widening and weakening rock structure.&lt;br /&gt;FACTORS&lt;br /&gt;1. degree of exposure to waves. more waves more erosion&lt;br /&gt;2. rock resistance. less resistant more erosion&lt;br /&gt;3. rock structure. coarse rocks more erosion&lt;br /&gt;4. human activities. &lt;br /&gt;5. rock color. dark rocks more erosion&lt;br /&gt;6. vegetation. more vegetation less/more erosion. depends. sand dune less erosion. biological weathering more erosion&lt;br /&gt;7. climate. climate affects waves.&lt;br /&gt;8. prescence of joints. more joints more erosion&lt;br /&gt;FEATURES.&lt;br /&gt;1. headlands and bays.&lt;br /&gt;-coast made up of alternate bands of resistant and less resistant rocks.&lt;br /&gt;-differential erosion&lt;br /&gt;-resistant rock forms headland. less resistant rock forms bays.&lt;br /&gt;-headlands protrude. energy of waves concentrated. further erosion.&lt;br /&gt;-bays along coasts. curves in wards. energy diffused. deposition on land.&lt;br /&gt;-wave refraction:energy concentration and diffusion/wave bending.&lt;br /&gt;2. sea caves,cliffs and wave-cut platform&lt;br /&gt;-crack or line of weakness on coasts. &lt;br /&gt;-hydraulic action and abrasion along line of weakness by waves. forming a notch(small hole)&lt;br /&gt;-notch enlarges into a sea cave&lt;br /&gt;-continual erosion and undercutting&lt;br /&gt;-overhanging cliff collapses over time, and recedes.&lt;br /&gt;-wave cut platform formed. exposed during low tide.&lt;br /&gt;-continually receding due to undercutting.&lt;br /&gt;3. arches,stacks and stumps.&lt;br /&gt;-arches formed when 2 sea caves erode and meet.e.g. durdle door england&lt;br /&gt;-stack formed when arch collapses due to undercutting.&lt;br /&gt;-stump formed when stack collapses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEPOSITION&lt;br /&gt;coastal transport.&lt;br /&gt;-longshore drift. (swash and backwash) transports sediments-deposition. also occurs when waves not strong enough to carry load&lt;br /&gt;FEATURES&lt;br /&gt;1. beaches- accumulation of sediments.&lt;br /&gt;-shingle beach: coarse materials. backwash unable to move it.steep.&lt;br /&gt;-sandy beahc: fine materials.backwash moves some sand back into sea. getle slope.&lt;br /&gt;2. spits, bars(onshore,offshore),tombolos, lagoons.&lt;br /&gt;-spit: long narrow extention along shallow waters near bay. protrudes into sea.&lt;br /&gt;may be curved/hooked due to wave refraction&lt;br /&gt;-tombolo: when spit joins offshore island. &lt;br /&gt;-bar: when spit joins 2 ends of bay, or without a spit when formed parallel to the coasts.&lt;br /&gt;-offshore bar: when waves break, not at the coasts.e.g. when waves enter shallow water and too much friction from seabed. deposition wherever waves break. &lt;br /&gt;-lagoon: when longshore drift so strong that sediments enclose entire area along coasts. temporary(dry up)&lt;br /&gt;3. sand dunes:&lt;br /&gt;-ridge of loose sand piled up by onshore winds&lt;br /&gt;-requirements:&lt;br /&gt;1. large beach with large sand supply&lt;br /&gt;2. strong onshore winds&lt;br /&gt;3. large tidal range&lt;br /&gt;4. obstructions e.g grass/drifting wood (sand accumulates faster/easier)&lt;br /&gt;-formation:&lt;br /&gt;1. obstruction in wind path&lt;br /&gt;2. wind slows down&lt;br /&gt;3. sand deposited against obstructions&lt;br /&gt;4. sand builds up, continues to deposit.&lt;br /&gt;5. vegetation stablises dunes in time.&lt;br /&gt;6. continual deposition.&lt;br /&gt;coastal protection.&lt;br /&gt;-to reduce loss of sand and prevent coasts from receding.&lt;br /&gt;1. seawalls&lt;br /&gt;-building structure infront of cliff or other coastal features.buffer, absorbs breakers. however with a seawall, backwash is more powerful. exposed sediments infront of wall erode. also needs constant maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;2. breakwaters.&lt;br /&gt;-built off and parallel to coasts.&lt;br /&gt;-create shallow water&lt;br /&gt;-waves hit breakwater before coasts&lt;br /&gt;-pro: less erosion of coasts&lt;br /&gt;-con: unprotected area erodes away. uneven coasts&lt;br /&gt;3. beach nourishment:&lt;br /&gt;-transporting sand to replace sand lost by longshore drift&lt;br /&gt;4. jetties:&lt;br /&gt;-built projecting from coasts. &lt;br /&gt;-wave refraction-focus of wave on jetty and not shore.&lt;br /&gt;-prevent spits from forming-keep harbour entrance open&lt;br /&gt;5. groynes&lt;br /&gt;-built along coasts to slow transport of materials.&lt;br /&gt;-perpendicular to beach.&lt;br /&gt;-sand accumulates along side facing direction of longshore drift&lt;br /&gt;-other side erodes&lt;br /&gt;-usually constructed in a row&lt;br /&gt;-con: destroys scenic beauty, only on one side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chapter 4 and 5: climatic zones and natural vegetation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. equatorial climate.&lt;br /&gt;10 degree north south&lt;br /&gt;average temp 27 (high)&lt;br /&gt;atr(annual temp range) 3&lt;br /&gt;non seasonal, uniform insolation&lt;br /&gt;tap (total annual precipitation) 2000-3000 mm.&lt;br /&gt;slightly affected by monsoons.&lt;br /&gt;high rainfall due to high temps: high evaporation rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vegetation present:&lt;br /&gt;a. tropical rainforests.&lt;br /&gt;5 layered. emergent canopy understorey shrub ground.&lt;br /&gt;dense emergent and canopy layer. little undergrowth because little sunlight penetrates trhrough. thus high decomposition rate in ground layer, thus little leaf litter.&lt;br /&gt;everegreen hardwoods&lt;br /&gt;400 species per hectre.&lt;br /&gt;e.g mahagony, meranti, ebony.&lt;br /&gt;adaptations:&lt;br /&gt;leaves:&lt;br /&gt;broad: maximize photosynthesis&lt;br /&gt;waxy driptipped: allow rainwater to run off&lt;br /&gt;hairy leathery: reduce transpiration&lt;br /&gt;roots:&lt;br /&gt;buttress: support trees which grow up to 30-50 m&lt;br /&gt;shallow: take in nutrients in topsoil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. mangrove&lt;br /&gt;no distinct layering&lt;br /&gt;trees 15 m.&lt;br /&gt;hardwoods, ever green&lt;br /&gt;grow cloely&lt;br /&gt;adapations:&lt;br /&gt;leaves:&lt;br /&gt;broad drip tipped&lt;br /&gt;leathery hairy&lt;br /&gt;salt glands-excrete salt from seawater&lt;br /&gt;ability to store excess salt in older leaves, thus removed when leaves drop off&lt;br /&gt;others:&lt;br /&gt;fruits bouyant, float to another place to grow&lt;br /&gt;roots: &lt;br /&gt;prop. take in oxygem directly from air during low tide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. tropical monsoon&lt;br /&gt;5-25 ns&lt;br /&gt;temp 24-29 (high)&lt;br /&gt;atr- 5 (small)&lt;br /&gt;not seasonal.dips slightly during rainy season&lt;br /&gt;tap-610-5000mm usually high.&lt;br /&gt;distinct wet dry seasons from monsoons3&lt;br /&gt;layering&lt;br /&gt;3 layered. canopy understorey ground layer&lt;br /&gt;hardwoods. deciduous(leaves drop)&lt;br /&gt;grow close.&lt;br /&gt;200 species/hectre&lt;br /&gt;adaptations:&lt;br /&gt;driptipped waxy&lt;br /&gt;broad&lt;br /&gt;deciduous&lt;br /&gt;hairy leathery&lt;br /&gt;roots:&lt;br /&gt;deep-anchor tall trees and tap groundwater during dry season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warm temperate&lt;br /&gt;1. eastern.&lt;br /&gt;20-35 north south&lt;br /&gt;13-26 degrees. atr-13 &lt;br /&gt;tap-1000. mostly in summer.&lt;br /&gt;summer: hot and wet&lt;br /&gt;winter: cool and dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. western&lt;br /&gt;30-45 north south&lt;br /&gt;8-27 degrees. atr 9-10&lt;br /&gt;tap-400-900&lt;br /&gt;summer: hot and dry-offshore winds&lt;br /&gt;winter: cool and wet-onshore westerlies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continental(steppe)&lt;br /&gt;40-60 north, 30-40 south&lt;br /&gt;-20 - 20. atr above 20 due to continentality (effect of being inland and thus less subject to the influence of the sea, resulting in large atr)&lt;br /&gt;25-750. slightly more rain in summre&lt;br /&gt;summer-hot + wet&lt;br /&gt;winter-cool + dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vegetation: temeprate deciduous&lt;br /&gt;3 layered. tree shrub ground.&lt;br /&gt;dense undergrowth as no canopy.&lt;br /&gt;temperate hardwoords. &lt;br /&gt;deciduous. shed leaves in autumn, dormant over winter. spring, new leaves sprout. grow more in summer&lt;br /&gt;grow far apart&lt;br /&gt;3-4 /hectre&lt;br /&gt;e.g maple oak elm&lt;br /&gt;adaptations: &lt;br /&gt;leaves:&lt;br /&gt;broad&lt;br /&gt;deciduous&lt;br /&gt;bark: thick to protect from cold&lt;br /&gt;roots: deep. anchor tree. tap groundwater during winter when topsoil frozen&lt;br /&gt;requirements: 17-20. tap 750-1750. found in 25-40 ns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool temperate&lt;br /&gt;eastern:&lt;br /&gt;35-50 north south&lt;br /&gt;-7-24. atr more than 20&lt;br /&gt;tap-750-1000&lt;br /&gt;summer-warmer (longer daylight hours)&lt;br /&gt;winter-colder (cold winds blow outwards from inland to sea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;western:&lt;br /&gt;45-65 north south&lt;br /&gt;temp range 5-15 atr 10&lt;br /&gt;tap 750-1000&lt;br /&gt;onshore westerlies throughout&lt;br /&gt;summers-cool&lt;br /&gt;winters-mild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continental siberian&lt;br /&gt;60-70 north&lt;br /&gt;temp -40 - 20 atr more than 30, largest in world.&lt;br /&gt;tap 300-635, mostly as snow&lt;br /&gt;summers-cool + wet (snow melts)&lt;br /&gt;winter- very cold + wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vegetation:&lt;br /&gt;temperate coniferous&lt;br /&gt;no distint layering.&lt;br /&gt;temperate softwoods. evergreen.&lt;br /&gt;trees grow close together. &lt;br /&gt;only 1 or 2 species/hectre&lt;br /&gt;e.g pine fir cedar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adaptations:&lt;br /&gt;cone shaped-snow falls off&lt;br /&gt;leaves: small narrow needle like. reduce transpiration and heat loss&lt;br /&gt;        thick-store water&lt;br /&gt;branches: flexible-prevent snow accumulation&lt;br /&gt;thick barks: protcet from cold&lt;br /&gt;roots: shallow, take in nutrients from thin topsoil. take in surface waters when snow melts.&lt;br /&gt;requirements:&lt;br /&gt;3-9 deg cel average temp&lt;br /&gt;750-1750mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*spotting&lt;br /&gt;equatorial: high temps. rainfall throughout.&lt;br /&gt;monsoon: high temps, distinct wet and dry season&lt;br /&gt;warm temperate western-wet winters&lt;br /&gt;cool temperate continental- very large atr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;differences:&lt;br /&gt;1. angle of incidence: larger angle of incidence 90 degrees at eqautor.&lt;br /&gt;2. solar radiation concentration: lower latitude-spread out over small area. heat more concentrated.&lt;br /&gt;3. solar radiation travelling distance. lower lat-travel sohrter. thus less heat lost in atmosphere by reflectoin and absorption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112815948478462186?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112763599040269660</id><published>2005-09-25T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T16:14:10.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where's the love</title><content type='html'>today was an interesting day. &lt;br /&gt;there's been this little commotion bout some guy we know in church who was 'satanic'. and today he just plopped down next to me during worship.so i spoke to him bout it during worship (it was on his blog and i read it) and found out some stuff. and he, jon woo and i had 'private sunday school' with ben tan, cause jon needed to clear up some stuff and i talked to him and ben did the rest. that guy should be fine, but somehow i really dont blame him.&lt;br /&gt;he reminded me so much bout ms goh too. cause he said ' i look at them (meaning other christians) and i cant take it' or at least something along these lines.&lt;br /&gt;and i really pity him cause if you really just sit down and think bout it, so many people call themselves christians yet they dont spread God's love. instead they spread hatred and make others feel so pathetic bout themselves.&lt;br /&gt;he said guys who call themselves christian treat him really badly,(he gave examples, it was actually quite. um. mean of them) and it made him lose faith and stuff and i know this sounds ridiculous, but if i were him i think i would have run a long long time ago, but he ignored it for as long as he could.&lt;br /&gt;im sure many of us are guilty of being sunday christians. but i think guys are worse off (no offence). i think bout it. alot of guys i know dont really show their christian faith and love, alot. a simple thing like bullying some guy they think is a faggot and insulting him and stuff and poking fun at him has become so normal that many people think its natural. but have they ever wondered how that poor guy feels. and can you imagine if hes a christian and he gets kicked around by other christian friends. it really leaves a scar on him and his walk of God will deteriorate. of course you can say God is testing his faith, but really, how can your faith be ever so strong when fellow christians of yours are pulling you down. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;life is really, messed up. the world has seriously just turned so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;and another point the guy brought up was him trying to be someone else just cause people wouldnt accept him the way he was so he tried being a pushover which kinda fired back on him. so we talked to him bout having to be himself so that people will respect him. i know its hard for him. can you imagine, the world is so hypocritical and superficial. so long as you dont look 'cool' to them, they dont wanna go near you and for guys they'll beat him up, boss him around, call him all sorts of names and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i feel sorry for that guy you know. i really do. his self esteemed was dragged so low he turned to a satanic cult. and everyone will blame him for being a jackass or some nonsense like that, but have they ever thought, they were the reason(s) he even turned to dante. (dante - leader of some cult who takes revenge on those who wronged him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;life is really just so unfair.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had my way, i'd just brainwash the entire world to innocence peace and love. why cant people just be more open minded and not discriminate others. why cant people ever stop having that stupid superior feeling.it wont get them &lt;b&gt;anywhere&lt;/b&gt; in life!&lt;br /&gt;im guilty of it too, but i know when i do and i feel terrible bout it. the worse is whe people do it and they dont even realise it.&lt;br /&gt;its sad.&lt;br /&gt;it really is.&lt;br /&gt;i hope he'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, jon, smile(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;exams tomorrow. im dead &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112763599040269660?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112754140645542126</id><published>2005-09-24T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T13:56:46.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE GITTY,get it G-T</title><content type='html'>I HATE GAYTAY YES I DO.&lt;br /&gt;im on the phone with jon and he wants me to tag his blog. so i shall tag his blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112754140645542126?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112754140645542126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112754140645542126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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like everyone couldnt focus and it was so hard getting them to concentrate it became fustrating:( &lt;br /&gt;ah well, but they were pretty good i suppose, considering they probably couldnt figure out what i was conducting, ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was just thinking bout some stuff in life, like.&lt;br /&gt;how different crapbags+nic and leah are from my sunday clique. i dont think any of the church people actually read this but if they do, its not offensive i hope, its just. me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what im thinking, im thinking of so many things. like. i know i can always trust like the crapbags and all, like ming mu etc. but how bout the church people. i suddenly find myself so out of place in church now that i've thought bout it. its so odd. i just, i dunno. i dont think i ever feel like myself with people other than crapbags. and im not really close to all of them, only like ming liza mu and some others, or maybe its just cause our crapbag clique is huge, but they're always like, okay i know this is cheesy, but theyre really like. the crayons which color my life. haha(:&lt;br /&gt;esp like nic liza mu leah, we just go crazy singing, and ming and i can just talk bout shopping nonstop and all this little gossip exchange (private stuff) haha. and i dunno, its just so fun. so what if we dont go out so shopping alot, or hang out in orchard and go to restaurants and never ever take taxis? (if not i pay for the taxi, and come to think of it that is pretty moronically spoilt of me, sorry)  &lt;br /&gt;okay, i dont know what im talking about, but im just suddenly feeling out of place in church mainly. like who can i REALLY turn to there..&lt;br /&gt;and so what if we go out every sunday, does that make me any closer to them.. i think like almost 90% the time i just sit there doing nothing.. sigh, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just wanna thank the crapbags so much, especially ming mu liza cheryl, and nic and leah who never fail to make me laugh at least a hundred times a day(:&lt;br /&gt;i need to find some joy in life. more joy. &lt;br /&gt;but for now.&lt;br /&gt;thank you crapbags+nic and leah.&lt;br /&gt;you guys are really the best sweetest craziest dear-iest souls on earth(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;gotta get down to studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112696325021975226?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112696325021975226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112696325021975226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112696325021975226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112696325021975226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-over.html' title='its over!'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112669364153093126</id><published>2005-09-14T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T18:27:21.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school's been rough.&lt;br /&gt;and so has life. its in that like,&lt;br /&gt;life-low part of the cycle again.&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;syc concert was GREAAAAAAT. like the best concert EVER. it was so so so so cool. not like those, funky cool. it was, uh. cool. haha. had quite alot of fun with nic joelle and kyra. liza and mu joined us for dinner. then kyra and i had supper at mrs fields(:&lt;br /&gt;sunday was normal. played keys for 1030.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;ms Goh's pretty bad, she fainted in school that day. and she's taking mc more and more. &lt;br /&gt;and as for mr tay, he was 'sick'. WE ANNOYED HIM TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;CLAP CLAP. lets annoy him more. i seriously canNOT stand that fat slob. URGGGGGGGGGGGGGH..&lt;br /&gt;choir's pretty alright now, surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;performing at sentosa this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;at round 630 at the musical fountain. so like whoever wants to go, doubt anyone would=ive got a stupid eye infection. its annoying and it hurts so bad. its been like coming 4 days. the doctor gave me some cream/oil thinggy. it hurts:(&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ive got oral tmrw. i just realised. oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;well wont blog for awhile again. &lt;br /&gt;trying to stay off the com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112669364153093126?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112669364153093126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112669364153093126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112669364153093126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112669364153093126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/09/schools-been-rough.html' title=''/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112633591138312948</id><published>2005-09-10T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T15:05:11.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will survive</title><content type='html'>i survived chem lesson.&lt;br /&gt;i survived 7+ hours of choir on thurs and fri.&lt;br /&gt;now all i have to survive is exams.&lt;br /&gt;i cant cope with my work. someone help.&lt;br /&gt;choir's taking up too much time, it really is.help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112633591138312948?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112633591138312948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112633591138312948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112633591138312948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112633591138312948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-will-survive.html' title='i will survive'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112606673143973762</id><published>2005-09-07T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T12:18:51.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>homework day</title><content type='html'>today is homework+study day cause its my only free day. sadly. i just did 2 hours of math and lit notes.&lt;br /&gt;anyway sentosa rocked(: &lt;br /&gt;was there with teri sarah ariel ju errol joel tien mark bala marc seah mel chandi and it was pretty fun though we didnt really do anything haha.&lt;br /&gt;teri and i sun tanned(: used her tanning lotion and it worked! i got a little darker. and abit red too haha.&lt;br /&gt;we went on the luge! it was cool, but i still think the one in nz i rode a long time ago was better.&lt;br /&gt;went to bala's house for dinner, we bought back dinner. haha.&lt;br /&gt;took a few photos. uploaded them but i dont like putting up the link on my blog. like all these unknown people who should seriously mind their own business will look. so if you wanna see them ask ME. &lt;br /&gt;so chem remedial wasnt that bad, it was 4+ hours and yet it wasnt that scary and i even dared to talk to  vic and prim during the lesson. haha. and leah and piong came over. played around and did only half our lit project and so i'll have to finish the other half (thanks guys)&lt;br /&gt;well short entry. gonna slack around for awhile and eat and do more work, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;sarah's gone.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;patrick and janan are coming back.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;sunny's not.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112606673143973762?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112606673143973762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112606673143973762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112606673143973762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112606673143973762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/09/homework-day.html' title='homework day'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112588662020442083</id><published>2005-09-05T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T10:17:00.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS!(:</title><content type='html'>school hols are here. haha.&lt;br /&gt;well lets see. saturday we had teri's dawn of dreams concert.&lt;br /&gt;TERI YOU WERE SO GOOD!! SO PROUD OF YOU(: (im gonna make you come to my blog to see this so better tag me and say a big thank you)&lt;br /&gt;okay so i went out with errol and sarah before that. and we went shopping for her 'congrats present'. we didnt know what to get so we got her a hamper!!. well not really.&lt;br /&gt;we boughut all the flavours of mentos hersheys and m&amp;ms and some other stuff and a can of milo since she loves milo so much. and we got this really nice pretty box with a silvery glittery pretty ribbon to wrap it all up. okay nothing great bout that right.&lt;br /&gt;so get a hold of this!&lt;br /&gt;we got this white shirt and we bought a fabric marker, camped at the big round table at wheelock and designed her a shirt! it was so cool! it was like that i love newyork shirt design but it said &lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 (the heart's facing the wrong way )&lt;br /&gt;DENISE&lt;br /&gt;ERROL&lt;br /&gt;SARAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and along the bottom it said.&lt;br /&gt;and they &lt;3 (wrong way too) me too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool right!&lt;br /&gt;and alog the left side of the shirt we signed and wrote the date.&lt;br /&gt;teri you can wear the shirt, its fabric paint so it wont come off(:&lt;br /&gt;so proud of you!!!!!!!(: you better remember me when you get all rich and famous okay!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at crystal jade and went to watch her concert. it was quite cool actually. especially when teri sang! and of course we all can forget DHARNI!&lt;br /&gt;omg hes the coolest raddest beat boxer EVER. its just. amazing. i cant explain it. he can SING and beat box and play harmonica and dance? now thats insane.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;so sat's over. then its sun.&lt;br /&gt;went out for 'family' lunch again. aunt sow yee and aunt naomi (marc and alex's family)&lt;br /&gt;we went to suntec. then we had KAROKE ahahhaha I SANG ONE SONG omg the parents are insane they go so crazy.&lt;br /&gt;and then soph and i got sick of it so we went out to shop! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i bought a pretty chic classic notebook for my lit notes. &lt;br /&gt;and then i bought a new digicam!(: (: (; (: (: (: SMILEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, IM GOING TO SENTOSA TODAY!with teri sarah ariel ju errol joel mark bala mel marc dunno bout mark lui. our church has too many marks man. haha. &lt;br /&gt;Leaving soon. &lt;br /&gt;its gonne be so fun!&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need a tan. im just gonna sit there with bala to do our work and stuff and tan with the girls(:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;sarah's leaving tomorrow. sadly. &lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you SO SO SO MUCH! (i'll make you come here to read this too so i'll say some stuff here)&lt;br /&gt;well. its been a great 2 months hanging out and doing crazy stuff like teri's t shirt haha. and yes, HECK BUTTERFLIES its over and out! haha. well we'll see each other pretty soon yea? actually like in 1 hour? but thats not the point.&lt;br /&gt;take care of yourself and come back and join ming and i scouting around alright(: &lt;br /&gt;love you truckloads!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i have chem lesson tmrw. 4 hours. SAVE ME SAVE ME SAVE ME!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112588662020442083?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112588662020442083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112588662020442083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112588662020442083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112588662020442083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/09/holidays.html' title='HOLIDAYS!(:'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112556491000003477</id><published>2005-09-01T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T17:07:52.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when im bored..</title><content type='html'>its teachers day holiday. guys are out watching the maid but i stayed home to finish up all my work. haha. and i read this samurai series book. its so cool i wanna get all the other books.&lt;br /&gt;so.i landed upon becs blog and im stealing this from her since im severely bored and everyone's out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever..&lt;br /&gt;(x)Slept all night in a bed with a person of the opposite sex-my brothers and my dad!&lt;br /&gt;(x) Slept all night in a bed with a person of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;( ) Correctly painted a paint by number&lt;br /&gt;(x) Slept for more than 12 hours&lt;br /&gt;(x ) Missed a week of school or more&lt;br /&gt;( ) Put chapstick on more than 5 times in an hour&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kissed more than one person in a day&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kissed more than two people in a day&lt;br /&gt;( ) Created a myspace survey&lt;br /&gt;( ) Eaten a worm&lt;br /&gt;(x) Jumped on a trampoline&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ridden a unicycle&lt;br /&gt;(x) Done something special for someone else&lt;br /&gt;( ) Stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant&lt;br /&gt;( ) Paid more than $50 for food at a fast food restaurant (yea, macs. but it was for many people hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Got caught for cheating&lt;br /&gt;(x) Talked on the phone while going to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;(x) Brushed your teeth while on the phone&lt;br /&gt;( ) Worked in fast food&lt;br /&gt;(x) Written a poem&lt;br /&gt;(x ) Randomly called people out of a phone book&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been on a yacht&lt;br /&gt;( ) Put bananas in your cheerios&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lied to a friend to make them feel better&lt;br /&gt;( ) Dated someone more than 4 years older than you&lt;br /&gt;(x) Eaten frosting out of the original container&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had a dream about a myspace friend&lt;br /&gt;(x) Fallen in public&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had your pants rip&lt;br /&gt;( ) Recently had a PB&amp;J sadnwich &lt;br /&gt;( ) Met your principals parents&lt;br /&gt;(x) Killed an animal &lt;br /&gt;(x) Been prescribed to 3 or more medications by a doctor&lt;br /&gt;( ) Wished you were an only child&lt;br /&gt;( ) Used your friends razor with out them knowing&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been unproud of a decision you made&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been friends with an ex's mom after the relationship ended&lt;br /&gt;( ) Worked for a family member&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been told you were too young&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made out in a car&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kissed a friend, then their best friend..&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been to a High School Dance&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been to a concert&lt;br /&gt;(x) Gotten away with a lie to your parents&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been dumped the night of a dance and left with out a date&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone out with a person one of your parents set you up with&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hate to admit you are wrong&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ridden on a shopping cart in safeway&lt;br /&gt;( ) Break danced in a Minit Mart&lt;br /&gt;( ) Went into a mini mart in socks&lt;br /&gt;(x) Worn a tiara&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been in a play&lt;br /&gt;(x)Gone to church more than 4 times in a week&lt;br /&gt;( ) Copied more than 30 CD's in a day&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made a movie&lt;br /&gt;( ) Dressed gothic&lt;br /&gt;(x) Worn 5 or more layers of clothing (i think. winter.)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had a stalker&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been to california&lt;br /&gt;( ) Lived on a house boat&lt;br /&gt;(x) Swam in clear blue water&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sat in a doctors office with a friend&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ran across 6 lanes of traffic. i suck at jay walking. &lt;br /&gt;(x) Made fish lips&lt;br /&gt;( ) Hit on a waiter or waitress&lt;br /&gt;(x) Taken pictures with a stranger. greek guys are strange. they crash your photos.&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been to Busch Gardens&lt;br /&gt;( ) Stayed in a hotel room with 3 other school mates&lt;br /&gt;(x) Made a public speech&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been on cable television&lt;br /&gt;( ) Put straws up your nose&lt;br /&gt;(x ) Choreographed a dance&lt;br /&gt;(x) Felt used&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made a smoothie or milkshake&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had fun at work&lt;br /&gt;(x) Watched Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;(x) Watched a movie so often you could quote every word. i watched lilo and stitch 13 times on board the plane to the states and back. haha.&lt;br /&gt;( ) Listened to an old NSYNC or Backstreet Boys CD more than once in a day AFTER they were popular&lt;br /&gt;(x) Kept a something from a past relationship (letters, flowers ect..)&lt;br /&gt;(x) Given someone else flowers. duh, who hasnt!&lt;br /&gt;( ) Taken a foreign language&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gotten to school at 6:15 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;(x) Not turned anything in and still got an A in a certain class&lt;br /&gt;(x) Laughed for no apparent reason&lt;br /&gt;( ) smoked a cigarette &lt;br /&gt;( ) smoked a cigar &lt;br /&gt;( ) smoked anything else&lt;br /&gt;( ) made out with a member of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;( ) crashed a friend's car &lt;br /&gt;(x) been in love &lt;br /&gt;(x) been dumped &lt;br /&gt;( ) shoplifted &lt;br /&gt;( ) been fired &lt;br /&gt;( ) been in a fist fight &lt;br /&gt;( ) snuck out of parent's house &lt;br /&gt;(x) had feelings for someone who didn't have them back &lt;br /&gt;( ) been arrested &lt;br /&gt;( ) made out with a stranger &lt;br /&gt;( ) gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;(x) lied to a friend &lt;br /&gt;( ) had a crush on a teacher &lt;br /&gt;(x) skipped school &lt;br /&gt;( ) slept with a co-worker &lt;br /&gt;( ) seen someone die &lt;br /&gt;( ) had/have a crush on one of your online friends &lt;br /&gt;(x) been to Canada &lt;br /&gt;( ) been to Mexico &lt;br /&gt;(x) been on a plane &lt;br /&gt;( ) thrown up in a bar &lt;br /&gt;(x) eaten Sushi &lt;br /&gt;(x) been snowboarding/skiing &lt;br /&gt;(x ) met someone online&lt;br /&gt;( ) been moshing at a concert &lt;br /&gt;( ) been in an abusive relationship&lt;br /&gt;(x) taken painkillers &lt;br /&gt;(x) love someone right now &lt;br /&gt;(x) laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by &lt;br /&gt;( ) made a snow angel&lt;br /&gt;(x) had a tea party&lt;br /&gt;(x) flown a kite &lt;br /&gt;(x) built a sand castle &lt;br /&gt;(x) gone puddle jumping &lt;br /&gt;(x) played dress up &lt;br /&gt;(x) jumped into a pile of leaves &lt;br /&gt;(x) gone sledding &lt;br /&gt;(x) cheated while playing a game &lt;br /&gt;(x) been lonely &lt;br /&gt;(x) fallen asleep at work/school &lt;br /&gt;( ) used a fake ID &lt;br /&gt;(x) watched the sun set &lt;br /&gt;( ) felt an earthquake &lt;br /&gt;(x) touched a snake&lt;br /&gt;(x) been tickled&lt;br /&gt;(x) been robbed &lt;br /&gt;( ) robbed someone (in p1, of erasers. HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;(x) been misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;(x) pet a reindeer/goat &lt;br /&gt;(x) won a contest&lt;br /&gt;( ) been suspended from school &lt;br /&gt;( ) had detention &lt;br /&gt;( )been in a car accident &lt;br /&gt;(x) had braces &lt;br /&gt;(x) eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night &lt;br /&gt;(x) had deja vu &lt;br /&gt;( ) danced in the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;(x) [hate]d the way you look &lt;br /&gt;(x) witnessed a crime &lt;br /&gt;( ) pole danced &lt;br /&gt;(x) questioned your heart&lt;br /&gt;(x) been obsessed with post-it notes&lt;br /&gt;( ) squished barefoot through the mud &lt;br /&gt;(x) been lost &lt;br /&gt;(x) been to the opposite side of the country &lt;br /&gt;(x) swam in the ocean &lt;br /&gt;(x) felt like dying &lt;br /&gt;(x) cried yourself to sleep &lt;br /&gt;(x) played cops and robbers &lt;br /&gt;(x) recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers &lt;br /&gt;( ) sung karaoke &lt;br /&gt;(x) paid for a meal with only coins &lt;br /&gt;(x) done something you told yourself you wouldn't &lt;br /&gt;(x) made prank phone calls &lt;br /&gt;( ) laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose&lt;br /&gt;(x) caught a snowflake on your tongue &lt;br /&gt;( ) kissed in the rain &lt;br /&gt;(x) written a letter to Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;( ) been kissed under a mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;( ) watched the sun set with someone you care about &lt;br /&gt;(x) blown bubbles &lt;br /&gt;(x) made a bonfire on the beach &lt;br /&gt;(x) crashed a party &lt;br /&gt;( ) have traveled more than 5 days with a car full of people &lt;br /&gt;(x) gone rollerskating/blading &lt;br /&gt;(x) had a wish come true &lt;br /&gt;( ) humped a monkey (eew.) &lt;br /&gt;(x) worn pearls &lt;br /&gt;(x) jumped off a bridge &lt;br /&gt;( ) screamed "penis" in class &lt;br /&gt;( ) ate dog food &lt;br /&gt;( ) told a complete stranger you loved them &lt;br /&gt;(x) sang in the shower &lt;br /&gt;(x) have a little black dress &lt;br /&gt;( ) fucked in a park &lt;br /&gt;( ) fucked in the bathoom &lt;br /&gt;(x) had a dream that you married someone &lt;br /&gt;(x) glued your hand to something &lt;br /&gt;( ) got your tongue stuck to a pole&lt;br /&gt;( ) kissed a fish &lt;br /&gt;(x) worn the opposite sexes clothes &lt;br /&gt;(x) been a cheerleader&lt;br /&gt;(x) sat on a roof top &lt;br /&gt;( ) had sex at a church&lt;br /&gt;(x) screamed at the top of your lungs &lt;br /&gt;( ) done a one-handed cartwheel &lt;br /&gt;(x) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours &lt;br /&gt;(x) stayed up all night &lt;br /&gt;( ) didnt take a shower for a week &lt;br /&gt;( ) pick and ate an apple right off the tree&lt;br /&gt;(x) climbed a tree &lt;br /&gt;( ) had a tree house&lt;br /&gt;(x) are scared to watch scary movies alone &lt;br /&gt;(x) believe in ghosts &lt;br /&gt;(x) have more then 30 pairs of shoes (plus my moms yes. we share) &lt;br /&gt;( ) worn a really ugly outfit to school &lt;br /&gt;( ) gone streaking &lt;br /&gt;( ) played ding-dong-ditch &lt;br /&gt;( )played chicken fight &lt;br /&gt;(x) been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on &lt;br /&gt;(x) been told you're hot by a complete stranger &lt;br /&gt;( ) broken a bone &lt;br /&gt;(x) been easily amused &lt;br /&gt;( ) caught a fish then ate it &lt;br /&gt;( ) made porn &lt;br /&gt;(x) caught a butterfly &lt;br /&gt;(x) laughed so hard you cried &lt;br /&gt;(x) cried so hard you laughed &lt;br /&gt;( ) mooned/flashed someone &lt;br /&gt;( ) had someone moon/flash you &lt;br /&gt;( ) cheated in a test &lt;br /&gt;(x) forgotten someone's name &lt;br /&gt;( ) slept naked &lt;br /&gt;(x) French braided someones hair &lt;br /&gt;( ) gone skinny dippin in a pool &lt;br /&gt;( ) been kicked out of your house&lt;br /&gt;[what is mooned/flashed?? haha.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five details about your appearance right now...&lt;br /&gt;01] hair clipped up&lt;br /&gt;02] wearing my white spag and green shorts aussino ciao belle pjs and its already 5 pm&lt;br /&gt;03] lifeless&lt;br /&gt;04] hairless. i just waxed. haha. &lt;br /&gt;05] since i just waxed, uh, sticky?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five things you did today...&lt;br /&gt;01] read samurai girl&lt;br /&gt;02] did my homework!(:&lt;br /&gt;03] read some stupid oral notes&lt;br /&gt;04] played the piano&lt;br /&gt;05] ate like 3 servings of icecream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five things you will do tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;01] chinese oral&lt;br /&gt;02] choir&lt;br /&gt;03] give ms goh her teacher's day card&lt;br /&gt;04] go for cell&lt;br /&gt;05] eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five things that everyone should know about you...&lt;br /&gt;01] im denise!&lt;br /&gt;02] i love music&lt;br /&gt;03] i love shopping&lt;br /&gt;04] i love crapbags(:&lt;br /&gt;05] i love food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five favorite bands...&lt;br /&gt;01] hillsongs&lt;br /&gt;02] delirious?&lt;br /&gt;03] copeland&lt;br /&gt;04] mcfly&lt;br /&gt;05] green day.good charlotte. pug jelly. they're all the same to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five favorite movies...&lt;br /&gt;01] you got served&lt;br /&gt;02] harry potter!&lt;br /&gt;03] lotr/poc&lt;br /&gt;04] all disney shows!&lt;br /&gt;05] cold mountain/mystic river those kinda shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five things that disgust you...&lt;br /&gt;01] boyfriends who treat their girlfriends like whores&lt;br /&gt;02] spoilt brats&lt;br /&gt;03] people who can bitch bout their so called best friends&lt;br /&gt;04] people who try to dress jpop or black cool or whatever cool but just cant pull off that look&lt;br /&gt;05] desperate guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five things that make you happy...&lt;br /&gt;01] friends. they're not things though.&lt;br /&gt;02] good results&lt;br /&gt;03] shopping&lt;br /&gt;04] music&lt;br /&gt;05] being in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five things that you must remember to do tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;01] do my work&lt;br /&gt;02] meet michelle for publicity stuff&lt;br /&gt;03] find ms tsien during recess&lt;br /&gt;04] give ms goh her card&lt;br /&gt;05] go for chinese oral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do more of these. im seriously bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112556491000003477?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112556491000003477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112556491000003477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112556491000003477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112556491000003477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-im-bored.html' title='when im bored..'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112549759538918110</id><published>2005-08-31T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T22:13:15.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy teachers day!</title><content type='html'>ms goh is sick. poor her. i still have her card, which i had to redo 5 times just to make it up to standard haha.&lt;br /&gt;well i havent blogged in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;on sunday we had the david sanborn thing in church. he's sucha cool clown. really good msg(: and went out with ming! she came to church. we went to town to shop and we ate at nydc(: yumyumyum. we went with tessa and her cool cousin nicole and her cool CANADIAN [relatively hot] boyfriend simon! hahaha. he's 21 and really cool(: &lt;br /&gt;school's normal.&lt;br /&gt;conducted at the mgvictorious celebration thinggy. thank goodness nothing majorly screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;and dinner was quite fun haha.&lt;br /&gt;and today was teachers day celeb!(:&lt;br /&gt;it was cool. my class is scarily, weirdly funky. i shall not go into details.&lt;br /&gt;piong was so cute she literally dressed up as a rock cause theme was school of rock. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and my progress report is bad.&lt;br /&gt;i failed bio. HAHA IN YOUR FACE MR TAY.&lt;br /&gt;that guy's one damn bull full of shit haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we camped in the school concourse for one hour waiting for tessa haha. we referring to ming grace and i. we went to holland v to eat. nydc!(: the food took so freaking long to come. raarr.&lt;br /&gt;then we walked around the place. &lt;br /&gt;and ming came over to my house! &lt;br /&gt;we lazed around. played tennis. sat on the see-saw (cause the dumb swings were taken) and sat there playing the i never game with extremely random i never sentences. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and we came back, had dinner and we jammed with a piano and a violin. dont ask. hah. yeh my piano's back. but it sounds odd.&lt;br /&gt;and we tried watching dvds but my dumb player is abit screwed up. dunno what happened. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;come over again minggy(: my mom likes your violin entertainment. haha.&lt;br /&gt;tmrs a holiday. im staying home to S.T.U.D.Y. cause exams are coming. and ive got oral on friday. sadly.&lt;br /&gt;happy holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112549759538918110?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112549759538918110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112549759538918110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112549759538918110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112549759538918110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-teachers-day.html' title='happy teachers day!'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112513338643145659</id><published>2005-08-27T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T17:03:06.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good(:</title><content type='html'>yes he is! &lt;br /&gt;its amazing how he works wonders and how he answers prayer.&lt;br /&gt;though he can answer with a yes,a no or a maybe later or something. this week he answered with a yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i didnt get scolded for anything during chem this whole week!!&lt;/b&gt; and it was so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;cause leah and i pray during recess, and he answered our prayers cause she didnt get scolded either!&lt;br /&gt;and i dont really like lit and i havent even read the dumb book cause its so boring and i amazingly got an a2.from a usual c6 for unseen to an a2. not bad. without even reading the dumb book. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cell group last night was really good. weilin lead. she shared on phil 4:1-9. bout prayer sincerity, how we musnt worry but meditate and trust God as well as obey God and live righteoeusly. i really needed the "dont worry" part. and he answered my prayer too cause i've been feeling so moody and i've been like worrying bout how my life is so lifeless and not worth living and quotes the transformation video we wached during chapel : its easier to die for God than to live for him. so now i'll figure some good thoughts to meditate upon and trust God more!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to lead next next friday. wonder what im gonna be talking bout.&lt;br /&gt;this week was good. besides being in pain, it was good (:&lt;br /&gt;and im going for some beach party function witih marc alex ian soph and their parents. my parents have something on. dunno what its supposed to be. but its cool anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm leading class chapel on monday. gotta prepare the stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh let me tell you what piong said:&lt;br /&gt;we had english oral on this picture in a house. then she randomly said.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;guess where's the most ironic place to die?&lt;/i&gt;" and i was like "what" as usual and she was like " &lt;i&gt;THE LIVING ROOM!&lt;/i&gt; Ha-ha-ha" haha piong is so adorable she just makes you laugh with all her amusing nonsense. i told her she was amusing and she said she wasnt a caged animal. hahaha. weird huh =&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just wanna say a big thank you to God for being the awesome God that he is!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;God is good, all the time&lt;br /&gt;all the time, God is good!(: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the&lt;b&gt; peace of God&lt;/b&gt; will guard your hearts and minds and the&lt;b&gt; God of peace &lt;/b&gt;will guide you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112513338643145659?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112513338643145659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112513338643145659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112513338643145659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112513338643145659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/08/god-is-good.html' title='God is good(:'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112487936215788472</id><published>2005-08-24T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T18:29:22.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid math</title><content type='html'>akashi last night was so goooood(:&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think i eat too much?! i had like.&lt;br /&gt;9 pieces of salmon skin maki.&lt;br /&gt;6 pieces of ebi tempura maki.&lt;br /&gt;half the serving of the soft shell crab.&lt;br /&gt;quite a bit of rice with quite alot of cod fish.&lt;br /&gt;and i dunno what else i just kept eating and eating.&lt;br /&gt;today i went to school late. cause of dumb stomach cramps.&lt;br /&gt;if i had no chinese test i wouldnt have gone at all man.&lt;br /&gt;chinese test sucked. im so sure im failing again. i failed the last one. dumb new format&lt;br /&gt;choir was. okay. nothing more to say bout choir. &lt;br /&gt;oh ya my progress report is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;english-a2&lt;br /&gt;emath-a1&lt;br /&gt;chem-a2 (URGH ONE MORE MARK!?) &lt;br /&gt;geog- a1&lt;br /&gt;then after that. its like.&lt;br /&gt;mep- b4 (i never done so badly for mep before. stupid question which cost me so many marks. bleah.)&lt;br /&gt;then after mep is&lt;br /&gt;amath-c6 (50.5) ahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;dont know the rest yet. bio im predicting a c6. screw bio i hate bio cause of mr tay. stupid subject just totally annoys me that i dont bother bout it.&lt;br /&gt;and chinese im expecting a c6 too. &lt;br /&gt;and sslit is a i have no clue thing. so probably a c5. &lt;br /&gt;clap clap.&lt;br /&gt;ah well(:&lt;br /&gt;heck, im slacking so much. someone please make me study.&lt;br /&gt;besides my mom. everyday i hear her say 'you're not practising your math enough'&lt;br /&gt;and today in the car i told her my amath marks and she said that. then i started arguing with her. likee&lt;br /&gt;screw amath?! you dont need logs and coord geom and binomial theorem and all matrixes and all these stupid things in your life?!&lt;br /&gt;all you need is addition subtraction multiplication and division. thats more than enough.&lt;br /&gt;unless you wana be some math freak then by all means go ahead and do math as your life. gee man you're one sad person.&lt;br /&gt;i need to study and practise piano really hard and do more math so goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112487936215788472?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112487936215788472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112487936215788472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112487936215788472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112487936215788472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/08/stupid-math.html' title='stupid math'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112478999226470233</id><published>2005-08-23T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T17:39:52.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whooooooooooohooooo.</title><content type='html'>guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT GET SCOLDED DURING CHEM. AND THE LESSON WAS ALMOST 2 HOURS. WITHOUT SCOLDING. she even said i was hardworking. HAHA(: &lt;br /&gt;oh my. memorable day of the term.&lt;br /&gt;haha(:&lt;br /&gt;ms goh was absent today. sigh. poor her.&lt;br /&gt;leah and i pray for chem lesson and for her every single recess. the only thing we actually follow up with the next day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and my chem test was amazing. i thought i would fail cause i was so sure i got the whole last page wrong, but i only got 2 wrong on the last page. (mymy did God change my answers?)&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;COME TO BRMC SUNDAY SCHOOL 830/1030 THIS SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;some really cool guy from BROADWAY is performing a one man musical drama for all of the youth!!!! so cool right.&lt;br /&gt;come alright (:&lt;br /&gt;ming's coming! (: yayyyyy! go out after that. shop shop shop shop. but im kinda banned from shopping. self imposed ban. no more shopppppinggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;shopping&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was mel's birthday. mel as in my brother.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday brother. though you wont see this ever.&lt;br /&gt;we'r'e going to akashi later for dinner! he got to come out of army. yay!(: akashi again!!!!! whoot whoot whoot.&lt;br /&gt;we are doing the dumb pslam 51 song tomorrow for choir.&lt;br /&gt;GOD SAVE ME FROM IT! &lt;br /&gt;HEEEEEEELLLPPP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112478999226470233?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112478999226470233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112478999226470233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112478999226470233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112478999226470233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/08/whooooooooooohooooo.html' title='whooooooooooohooooo.'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112461421651488844</id><published>2005-08-21T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T16:50:16.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate factory!</title><content type='html'>i watched charlie and the chocolate factory yesterday! (:&lt;br /&gt;went to town to meet teri sarah errol and marc at bout 4. movie at 530 or something. it was good(: it was soooo cute. haha.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner. walked around. then left to meet my mom.&lt;br /&gt;and on the way some damn weird guy approached. he tapped my shoulder (ew) and was like 'you look like the type of person i can talk to and meet up with again. can i have your name?' and i told him i rather not give YOU my name (he didnt get the YOU emphasis, what a dumbass) and he just kept bugging and bugging. and then i ignored him and he was like thats very rude. (GEE LIKE I CARE?!) and then he kept bugging and so i whipped out my phone to call sarah! and i talked REALLY loud and told her what happened and how ANNOYING THE GUY WAS (at least he got this one i think) then he was like 'gee thats very rude' and he walked away. thanks sarah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;what a moron. i should have been a bigger bitch to him. its like.  not like i'll see him again anyway. what a waste. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i mean his pick up line SUCKED so bad, and he was old?! i reckon at least 25. and his face was average but his dress sense wa off and he was not hot enough. at least if he were hot and non chinese i might have played along, haha(:&lt;br /&gt;met my mom, did a bit of shopping. i got a top!(: its really weird but i like it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and came home at bout 1015.wow. so much for studying bio yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;but i've studied it quite alot you know. i just cant remember anything. i just know the bare minimum. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;so today i went for 830. took a bus as usual. was abit late thanks to my dumb dog. he didnt let me leave the house for 20 minutes. sat in the lift and didnt wanna get out so i coudlnt close the lift door. roar. dumb dog. and my maid was washing the car so she couldnt help. finally granny came to the rescue.&lt;br /&gt;i was SO pissed off with my dog.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with mom, aunt naomi and ian. marc was playing lan so he missed out the darn good food. we ate at akashi!(: i ate hell alot of food. today's pigging day. after akashi we had tea at delifrance (they didnt wanna go to project shop cause we went there last week) and then i had 2 strawberry tarts!(: and i bought chocolate biscuits from marks and spencers. yum. and i came home and i took brownies with cappaciuno icecream however you spell it.im a pig, but who cares. ha.&lt;br /&gt;so bio's tomorrow. i hate mr tay's teaching.&lt;br /&gt;he didnt even go through the practical on the heart with us. he only did it to let us 'have fun' and left all the answers blank.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the way he thinks hes so cool.&lt;br /&gt;the way he thinks hes so smart&lt;br /&gt;and the way he thinks hes so funny.&lt;br /&gt;and the way he thinks hes HOT?! ew.&lt;br /&gt;cant he get it? his thinking is WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;and he makes us go down to the lt1 so HE doesnt have to walk around and get all soaked in sweat like he usually does. blah.&lt;br /&gt;and like he is SO SELFISH. he was like i dont like printing notes for you all cause the printingi machine releases carbon which is cancer causing. so i get the printing lady to print for you all!&lt;br /&gt;like WTH?! so you make other people get cancer.&lt;br /&gt;which might not even be true?! he talks so much shit la. it annoys me to the core. i HATE BIO I HATE BIO I HATE BIO.wait, i dont hate bio actually, its quite cool. just that i HATE BIO LESSONS. roaaaaaaaaar. not like i ever pay attention to him cause he anonys me so bad and his teaching is so nonsensical. he is really f.o.s.&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;enough bitching bout him for now. gay fag sh-t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112461421651488844?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112461421651488844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112461421651488844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112461421651488844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112461421651488844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/08/chocolate-factory.html' title='chocolate factory!'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112450813349878995</id><published>2005-08-20T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T11:22:13.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE FOR CRYSTAL</title><content type='html'>YES YOU MUST!&lt;br /&gt;im helping her in her campaign! jasvir's like the campaign manager. its so cool.&lt;br /&gt;nic and i thought of a lot of weird things in class.&lt;br /&gt;we're giving out tissue friends (nic's childhood idea) and i'm attaching a poem to it!&lt;br /&gt;when youre sad and feeling low&lt;br /&gt;bout school and need to share your woe&lt;br /&gt;this tissue friend can hear your song&lt;br /&gt;and who is she? she's&lt;br /&gt;CRYSTAL WONG!&lt;br /&gt;VOTE FOR CRYSTAL!&lt;br /&gt;and her slogan which is so cool is&lt;br /&gt;MGSpirit-CRYScendo!&lt;br /&gt;meaning the school spirit will grow with her!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;oh my this is so fun.&lt;br /&gt;we have alot of other ideas but im not gonna share too much find out on monday(:&lt;br /&gt;so school's been tough. i really havent had a chem lesson without ms goh picking on me. its getting on my nerves. urgh can somebody please take over the class chair position and save me from her. blah.&lt;br /&gt;and i've got bio test on monday and its so much to remember and i cant remember anything and i still wanna go out later. another blah.&lt;br /&gt;and my tests results this week sucked soooooo bad.&lt;br /&gt;like usually it sucks. but this time round it sucks REALLY bad.&lt;br /&gt;and im getting paranoid. im getting pissed off at this person easily this week. so if i blow at YOU, im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;im off to make tissue friends and practise piano.&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER, VOTE FOR CRYSTAL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112450813349878995?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112450813349878995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112450813349878995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112450813349878995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112450813349878995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/08/vote-for-crystal.html' title='VOTE FOR CRYSTAL'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112428713828765600</id><published>2005-08-17T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T22:02:42.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>empty portrait [the game]</title><content type='html'>every night i pray to God&lt;br /&gt;to take away my brokenness&lt;br /&gt;this love battel i just fought&lt;br /&gt;left me wretched and torn apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;empty spaces empty dreams&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;love hurts so much it always seems&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;nothing's all ive got and all i am&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;guys can't love like God their love is &lt;i&gt;damned&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;why can't love never hurt?&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;is that so absurd?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't i find someone here&lt;br /&gt;all i want is sweet and sincere&lt;br /&gt;is that too much to ask&lt;br /&gt;of a guy and a chance&lt;br /&gt;for me to feel loved again&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying in this game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone find the piece that's missing&lt;br /&gt;help patch up the broken things&lt;br /&gt;untangle my heart every tangled bit&lt;br /&gt;so i'll be free to sing&lt;br /&gt;of he who finally came ealong&lt;br /&gt;and answered my prayer and this love song&lt;br /&gt;who filled me up with love so full&lt;br /&gt;where my heartbrokennes sstill looms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the empty portrait hanging there&lt;br /&gt;the memories of the love we shared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;when, when? will my prayer be answered?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;how long must i wait for love &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got the delirious? cd! (: thanks rachel, if you ever see this and i doubt you will. but thanks anyway dear!&lt;br /&gt;ss test tomorrow. totally unprepared. just read through the dumb text twice. haha. hope thats good enough! haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand -censored-!!! -censored- IS SUCH A GAY FAT SLOB PIG ANNOYING ATTENTION SEEKING FAGGGGGG. omg he really annoys the hell out of me. he thinks hes so smart and funny and cool and all that kinda thing but wth hes just sucha big gay shit!!! IM SERIOUS. and i cant stand his jokes and attitudes and the way he acts all cool and stuff. hes WAY OFF cool. wth. he's really so darn annoying i really feel like telling him off or something, who cares if i get booked for it. he is soo full of bull. i cant stand him to the core man. BLAAAAH *^)(*!(*#@Y*YU#$PU#*U_)$&amp;!_)@*$&amp;*Y#$*Y#_P*Y$. at least ms goh can teach really well and she's got good morals and stuff. he's just the total opposite. stupid numskull.&lt;br /&gt;i shall shut up. -censored- is not worth my time. ha.&lt;br /&gt;oh today mrs tee felt very nice so she got us a cake to celebrate the entire class's birthday. haha but we found out later it was just she had alot of cakes so she didnt know what to do with it. haha but it was nice of her to bring it anyway. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love mg on friday night. gotta decide if im gonna go or not!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112428713828765600?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112428713828765600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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hate chem i hate chem i hate chem</title><content type='html'>yes i do.&lt;br /&gt;so badly i cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;its so hard to understand and apply and there's so much to memorise.&lt;br /&gt;and worse still, this whole term ms Goh keeps picking on me its turning annoying. &lt;br /&gt;its not major scoldings or anything, but its annoying. &lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;and i think ive grown immune to it. yesterday when she scolded me for not using my brains (again, she's been doing it every lesson) i nearly started laughing and when she finished i was trying not to laugh so badly. how odd.&lt;br /&gt;she should seriously do everyone, mostly herself, a favour and just rest.&lt;br /&gt;sgh.&lt;br /&gt;but she's a good teacher no doubt bout that.&lt;br /&gt;but just way unreasonable most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;and im so dead for the chem test. it was so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and life still feels too dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are really near. like 6 weeks away.&lt;br /&gt;i should start studying and stop coming online so often.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to learn up and perfect 4 piano pieces each bout 4-5 min long in 1half months. that's gonna be tough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112419535414431858?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112419535414431858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112419535414431858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112419535414431858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112419535414431858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-hate-chem-i-hate-chem-i-hate-chem.html' title='i hate chem i hate chem i hate chem'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112401610924847020</id><published>2005-08-14T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T18:41:49.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>empty spaces fill me up inside</title><content type='html'>Close every door to me,&lt;br /&gt;Hide all the world from me&lt;br /&gt;Bar all the windows&lt;br /&gt;And shut out the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want with me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hate me and laugh at me&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darken my daytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And toture my night&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my life were important I&lt;br /&gt;Would ask will I live or die&lt;br /&gt;But I know the answers lie&lt;br /&gt;Far from this world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close every door to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keep those I love from me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children of Israel&lt;br /&gt;Are never alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight &lt;br /&gt;Not a sound from the pavement &lt;br /&gt;has the moon lost her memory? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;She is smiling alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the lamplight&lt;br /&gt;Withered leaves collected at my feet &lt;br /&gt;and the wind begins to blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memory &lt;br /&gt;All alone in the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can smile at the old days&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was beautiful then &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I remember &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The time I knew what happiness was &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the memory live again &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he spent a summer by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He filled my dreams with endless wonder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took my childhood in his stride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But he was gone when autumn came&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And still I dream he'd come to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That we would live the years together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But there are dreams that cannot be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are storms we cannot weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I had a dream my life would be&lt;br /&gt;So different from the hell I'm living&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So different now from what it seemed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Now life has killed the dream I dreamed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mixed three of the coolest play-when-you-have-nothing-to-do songs. like. memory and i dreamed a dream are kinda my favourite songs too so yeh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;there's really something missing. its just. emptiness in me. i dont know what can fill that empty spaces up. but i need it quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; somebody save me &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112401610924847020?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112401610924847020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112401610924847020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112401610924847020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112401610924847020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/08/empty-spaces-fill-me-up-inside.html' title='empty spaces fill me up inside'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112385451994014814</id><published>2005-08-12T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:48:39.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear leah. dear charlotte. dear God</title><content type='html'>dear leah,&lt;br /&gt;you are not uneducated.&lt;br /&gt;ms goh was just in a bad mood today.&lt;br /&gt;she didnt just pick on you.&lt;br /&gt;she picked on everyone else so much more!&lt;br /&gt;she also told me to 'denise can think or not' just cause i was not looking at her. &lt;br /&gt;besides it was only ONCE she never ever picks on you.&lt;br /&gt;she didnt make you stand at the front of the class and scold you like krap for so long just cause you didnt switch on the com and projector for her DID SHE?&lt;br /&gt;and she didnt scold you for being spoilt for wearing a jacket DID SHE?&lt;br /&gt;and she didnt make you stand for one hour for not being able to answer a formula question, DID SHE?&lt;br /&gt;sigh leah. RELAX.&lt;br /&gt;and okay you did pon choir run, but you didnt pon choir run. okay? happy? &lt;br /&gt;but you did leave me all alone sitting there waiting for fellow choir-run-skippers to come! evil meevil.&lt;br /&gt;but its alright, you shall be forgiven. haha.&lt;br /&gt;quit worrying bout ms goh she'll stop picking on you. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, enough bout leah for now. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear charlotte.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT BELIEVE YOURE GOING. oh my you better read my letter slowly and absorb every word. but i shall repeat some stuff here again to publicly declare how much i'm gonna miss having you around in choir.&lt;br /&gt;CHARLOTTE YOU'RE ONE HELLUVA CRAZY ASS SINGER(:&lt;br /&gt;and i really cant believe youre just leaving like that! its like snap -&gt; poof!*&lt;br /&gt;sigh lotte, yes i know im the only one who calls you lot-ty but hey thats what youre gonna remember eh? haha&lt;br /&gt;anyway God bless you in EVERYTHING and take that voice of yours to places yeh(:&lt;br /&gt;love ya truckloads dear!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so school's sucked pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;i had amath and 2 mep tests yesterday, and they both went terribly wrong. im pretty sure im failing 2 of them if not all 3. and geog today was horrible too. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;at least it's the weekend. i really need a get away. there's just. i dont know. something missing.&lt;br /&gt;like really, life's lost its spice. and i dont know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;so i really hope that i'll find answers from everything.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like experiencing some spiritual downfall.&lt;br /&gt;i promise myself i'll do qt so many times and out of the so many times it happens like 3/7 days of the week. and i used to do it everyday. and i used to pray but now its like even then i have problems getting myself to just sit down and talk to God. i dont know whats wrong it used to be so automatic. i just really need some help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear God,&lt;br /&gt;i pray a simple prayer tonight.&lt;br /&gt;i need help. i pray that you'll send your Holy spirit down to help and pick me up again. i really do. &lt;br /&gt;i pray that you'll be able to help fill me up again with that love and enthusiasm for life Lord, and live each day for you and only you Lord, for you are an awesome God. &lt;br /&gt;i also pray that i'll just be able to cast away all all other distractions to really just be able to really get to know you more.&lt;br /&gt;i pray you will show me the meaning of life, of living life for you, once more.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to feel refreshed and as though i've been given another chance of living again. i really really sincerely do.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that you will answer this prayer Lord, i really need your help.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry Lord for all i've done.  i really am lost for words. i havent quietened my heart before you sincerely for such a long long time i cant even remember when the last time was. &lt;br /&gt;lastly, thank you Lord, for being such a great great merciful God.&lt;br /&gt;in Jesus's most holy and precious name,&lt;br /&gt;amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[+] our God is an awesome God [+]&lt;br /&gt;i need a miracle. Lord, send one please. and fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna start a prayer group with Leah. like 10 minutes during recess. its better than nothing. 5 days of recess and 10 minutes each time adds up to almost an hour. it's workable. and a good start. spiritual support, growth, fellowship everything. 10 minutes can work wonders. anyone is welcome to join but i'm thinking keep it to the class first. but its alright crapbags can come too(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112385451994014814?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112385451994014814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112385451994014814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112385451994014814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112385451994014814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/08/dear-leah-dear-charlotte-dear-god.html' title='dear leah. dear charlotte. dear God'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112367950801569105</id><published>2005-08-10T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T21:11:48.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bewitched*</title><content type='html'>wathced it today. yup.&lt;br /&gt;cause charlie was sold out. great job huh i wanna see it so badly!&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt that bad i suppose quite funny haha&lt;br /&gt;so yeh, just went out with errol joel joseph marc teri sarah ariel ju.&lt;br /&gt;lunch was cool.&lt;br /&gt;sarah and i played the i never game with water and cheese. then we played with everyone using just water. it was. amusing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;im quite unprepared for mep and totally unprepared for geog and amath. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;anyway today out of no where i said should i pierce my ears. and then they were all like YES YES YES and they dragged me to wisma then i called ming and she said YES too and everything and i called vic and she was like maybe you should run away if you dont wanna. so guess what? i ran away! hahaha. im sorry ariel ju sarah teri. i promise. i will when vic wants to too. haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i should pierce my ears.&lt;br /&gt;you know its just like&lt;br /&gt;your body's a temple of God&lt;br /&gt;and you should take care of it.&lt;br /&gt;but everyone thinks i should do it cause everyone has ear holes. its just like how do you know that it really is okay. its just so common its socially acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;its like drinking. &lt;br /&gt;everyone drinks nowadays even though its underage and clubs and everythinig so its just socially acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i dont look like that sort of conservative guai kia (or do i?) but the point is i dont think i ever wanna drink or anything. its just. i dont know. not right! it really isnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall pray to God bout getting my ears pierced. &lt;br /&gt;i know it might sound like sucha small thing but hey you never know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112367950801569105?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112367950801569105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112367950801569105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112367950801569105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112367950801569105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/08/bewitched.html' title='bewitched*'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112360130553895298</id><published>2005-08-09T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T23:28:28.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy national day!</title><content type='html'>happy national day!&lt;br /&gt;just came back from marc's place. &lt;br /&gt;dinner there. yup.&lt;br /&gt;got this off mu's blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER...&lt;br /&gt;+ Cheated on someone? nope&lt;br /&gt;+ Been Cheated on? dont wanna know&lt;br /&gt;+ Fallen off the bed? YES omg, i was bouncing from bed to bed and fell off.&lt;br /&gt;+ Fallen for a relative? uh no.&lt;br /&gt;+ Broke someone`s heart? go ask that person not me, but i bet its a yes anyhow&lt;br /&gt;+ Had your heart broken? yes&lt;br /&gt;+ Had a dream come true? not really.&lt;br /&gt;+ Done something you regret? yes, too many to count&lt;br /&gt;+ Cheated on a test? amazingly, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY...&lt;br /&gt;+ Wearing? pink and black crossback and blue rugged shorts!&lt;br /&gt;+ Listening to? why dont you kiss her by jesse mccartney!&lt;br /&gt;+ Located? brother's room (though ive invaded their rooms!)&lt;br /&gt;+ Chatting with? this convo created by ant with a gezillion people.mu ming liza joseph. dunno who else.&lt;br /&gt;+ Watching? the com. what else.&lt;br /&gt;+ Should REALLY be doing? studying mep geog and practising amath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU...&lt;br /&gt;+ Brush your teeth? do i look that uncivilised to you&lt;br /&gt;+ Like anybody? duh you've gotta have friends!&lt;br /&gt;+ Have any piercings? no!&lt;br /&gt;+ Drive? YEH.like in cool com games and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;+ Smoke? no! not even salmon!&lt;br /&gt;+ Have a cellphone? yep&lt;br /&gt;+ Have a pager? uh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRiENDS...&lt;br /&gt;+ Who do you hate? haha muriel i know who E.L is. i dont know&lt;br /&gt;+ Who is the shyest? yes april! haha.&lt;br /&gt;+ Who is the most talkative? uh zhiwei! haha&lt;br /&gt;+ Who is the cutest? marc! haha&lt;br /&gt;+ Who laughs the most? KYRA omg she cant stop giggling&lt;br /&gt;+ Who have you known the longest? all the barker kindergarten people! like sam jon wong johannes debbie weilin and all!amazing&lt;br /&gt;+ Who have you known the shortest?i dont know!&lt;br /&gt;+ Who do you miss the most? i dont know. thats a good question.&lt;br /&gt;+ Who do you turn to for personal problems? i dont know. depends. God ming and some others.&lt;br /&gt;+ Do you hang out with the opposite sex? uh ya. haha&lt;br /&gt;+ Do you trust your friends? depends.&lt;br /&gt;+ Are you a good friend? depends.&lt;br /&gt;+ Can you keep a secret? yes!&lt;br /&gt;+ Are you forgiving to your friends? depends! i think? haha&lt;br /&gt;+ Have you ever cursed any of them out? yes once or twice. but only like one or 2 people la haha.&lt;br /&gt;+ Got physical with them in a fight? same as mu's answer; ELIZA SOH! slap war. she started it! it was self defence -quotes mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LAST PERSON YOU...&lt;br /&gt;+ Hugged? i dont know does my dog stuff toy count&lt;br /&gt;+ Kissed?uh.&lt;br /&gt;+ IMed? what imed?!&lt;br /&gt;+ Talked to on the phone? sarah tai. oh wait no, joseph haha&lt;br /&gt;+ Yelled at? i dont know ms ts- - n. haha!&lt;br /&gt;+ Beat up? uh. cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;+ Fell in love with? i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;+ Went out with? crapbags! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSONAL...&lt;br /&gt;+ What do you want to be when you grow up? something like a teacher or smt. tai tai would be nice though(:&lt;br /&gt;+ What comes first in your life? God&lt;br /&gt;+ Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend/crush? no&lt;br /&gt;+ What/Who are you most scared of?LIZARDS+MS GOH&lt;br /&gt;+ What do you usually think about before you go to bed? my life.my day.alot actually.&lt;br /&gt;+ Did you lose someone you really loved? yeh.&lt;br /&gt;+ How many times have you fallen deeply in love? once.&lt;br /&gt;+ Do you love your family? DUH or i wouldnt be sitting here now i'd run away &lt;br /&gt;+ Love your friends? they color my life, does that say enough?&lt;br /&gt;+ Would you ever go out with a friend? what kinda question is that!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE...&lt;br /&gt;+ Store: anywhere with funky clothes and all haha&lt;br /&gt;+ Relative: sadly i seldom see my relatives! haha&lt;br /&gt;+ Sports to play: no clue i dont really play any sport haha&lt;br /&gt;+ Ice Cream Flavor: chocolate + cooky dough+ cookies and cream!&lt;br /&gt;+ Fruit: mango!&lt;br /&gt;+ Candy: dont know?&lt;br /&gt;+ Holiday: christmas!(:&lt;br /&gt;+ Day of the Week: SATURDAYS!(: no school. no school the next day too! haha&lt;br /&gt;+ Time: when i can just, think bout life.&lt;br /&gt;+ Color: pink and black&lt;br /&gt;+ Name for a Girl: NOT MURIEL. haha. i dont know? denise would be cool haha&lt;br /&gt;+ Name for a Boy: i dont know?&lt;br /&gt;+ Quote: you cant have everything, where would you put it? haha-to resist shopping!&lt;br /&gt;+ Flower: im cool with anything. roses are sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU...&lt;br /&gt;+ Like to give hugs? depends on who&lt;br /&gt;+ Like to give kisses? depends on who&lt;br /&gt;+ Prefer pecks or french? depends on who&lt;br /&gt;+ Like to walk in the rain? depends on my mood&lt;br /&gt;+ Prefer black or blue pens? black&lt;br /&gt;+ Like to travel? overseas yeh. i wish i could teleport though haha&lt;br /&gt;+ Sleep on your side, stomach, or back? side&lt;br /&gt;+ Have a goldfish? no i hate fishes&lt;br /&gt;+ Ever have the falling dream? yeh.&lt;br /&gt;+ Have stuffed animals? hello?! im human you know.&lt;br /&gt;+ What do you usually dream about? prince charming. haha.&lt;br /&gt;+ Get flowers from friends or boyfriends? yeh! first one only though.&lt;br /&gt;+ Have enemies? dunno?&lt;br /&gt;+ Cook? i can't cook if i had to save my life. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112360130553895298?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112360130553895298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112360130553895298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112360130553895298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112360130553895298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-national-day.html' title='happy national day!'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112349886147948254</id><published>2005-08-08T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T19:01:01.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the island</title><content type='html'>i watched the island today! with ming liza muriel crys and charm. yvonne and mu had to go. haha.&lt;br /&gt;it was REALLY GOOD. though i think it should be nc16. seriously man. its so. bloody and brutal and liza and i kept closing our eyes and turning away. haha.&lt;br /&gt;minggy you owe me 30(: haha.&lt;br /&gt;and oh i got this nydc card thinggy. and i was so scared it was some conman so i had t o call up nydc to check while the guy was still around. it was real, and it cost me 30 bucks. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and charms slipper broke! it was so funny! and then after that she 'lost' her wallet and i had to go up to a stranger who took her seat to ask him to stand up and check around his entire seat, and guess what? later she says she has it with her. SIGH CHARM! so maluating okay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mep concert was uh, pretty screwed up if you ask me. like you guys played really well, really really well. but i was just sitting there like a useless chicken doing nothing. trying to hide from HER. i ignored her the whole night. all she said to me was 'oh youre here' and i nodded. then 'can you help janice backstage i think she needs alot of help' then i replied ' i asked her she said no need' then walk off. haha(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day celebration was quite cool. kim melodie and i took part in the tshirt designing competition last minute. we came up with the design on the spot, and we had no materials! we had to borrow marker from this girl and paint from another. &lt;br /&gt;but it was really cool okay.&lt;br /&gt;we did 'SARS WARS' in the star wars font. then behind we put:&lt;br /&gt;there was a time not long ago,&lt;br /&gt;when a disease struck singapore.&lt;br /&gt;they had no rights, they had no say.&lt;br /&gt;and they wanted it to go away.&lt;br /&gt;our happiness was not to be,&lt;br /&gt;until we were all disease free&lt;br /&gt;the doctors all worked overtime.&lt;br /&gt;the nurses too, for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;the disease finally went away&lt;br /&gt;and our nation could finally see.&lt;br /&gt;how we have to work together,&lt;br /&gt;in love and unity.&lt;br /&gt;singapore:&lt;br /&gt;we survived,&lt;br /&gt;we'll stay alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like that at least. cant really remember. arent we fantastic. haha.&lt;br /&gt;it was the only non all GO SINGAPORE/SINGAPORE 2005 thing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna stay home tomorrow and wed too, to study.&lt;br /&gt;yes to study.&lt;br /&gt;i have geog mep and amath on thursday. scream!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112349886147948254?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112349886147948254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112349886147948254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112349886147948254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112349886147948254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/08/island.html' title='the island'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112315720104198045</id><published>2005-08-04T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T20:12:48.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FEEL THE HATE</title><content type='html'>yesterday and today sucked. i'm going to ramble here bout my horrible day.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, choir was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;its so so so darn annoying. nothing gets done. theres no discipline. people just sing for the sake of singing and so im just there for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;and so shern and i talked to the choir. and well the whole choir can sense it.&lt;br /&gt;you know to any choir person who reads this, and doesnt even like choir? just get out of choir.  youre doing the entire choir, myself, and yourself a big favour.&lt;br /&gt;today, was even worse.&lt;br /&gt;mep.&lt;br /&gt;we're having an mep concert this saturday. all sec 3s students must play. i was supposed to sing i'm leaving on a jetplane and god bless the broken road with muriel and liza.&lt;br /&gt;and we even asked HER when she was planning out what we were gonna do whether we can sing non classical songs and she said yes.&lt;br /&gt;and last week i was sick and had no voice so she couldnt hear me sing, though she did hear eliza and muriel. we scrapped jetplane. but she said God bless the broken road just get another pianist instead of muriel playing at the same time (me). &lt;br /&gt;and today guess what, she comes in and tells us while we're practising half way, that she scrapped both songs. wth? &lt;br /&gt;she says she wants it classical. and says the singing is not up to standard.&lt;br /&gt;no offence to some people, but hello? ITS MUCH BETTER THAN OTHER PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;wth la, and so they tell her that i'm not doing anything since its scrapped and she tells me happily oh you can do backstage. wth? and you know what, she wants me to stay the whole of saturday just to sort out logistics and whatever. I GOT BETTER THINGS TO DO.&lt;br /&gt;she's so darn bias. REALLY SO DAMN BIAS. URGH&lt;br /&gt;  *^)&amp;@!^#)&amp;^@&amp;)*#$^&amp;)*^@)&amp;*#%^)&amp;*@!&lt;br /&gt;%^)&amp;*#^)(@!&amp;$%_@&amp;$_(@#*^$)(&amp;^@&amp;)#^)@!.&lt;br /&gt;if i'm not performing anything i dont care.but the fact she kicked us out when eliza and muriel can sing so darn well, and the fact she allowed non classical pieces at first and TODAY changed her mind, ITS JUST NOT FAIR AND DOWNRIGHT SHIT DUMB. &lt;br /&gt;it only proves what a &amp;^)&amp;^&amp;^^_@^_#Y!*&amp;^@(&amp;)^$(&amp;)#^$ she can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="cyan"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;LIZA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so so so sorry. i dont know okay? i know its really really hard for you, but i'm gonna be wasting so much time just by going down to say that one line and make the arrangement look neat and stuff. and i am in no mood to see HER face any time other than mep either. i really dont know. i know how you feel. cause this is exactly how i feel at choir. and i always believed that if you dont wanna do it dont do it. like i said, choir members who dont wanna come for choir might as well not come.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really in no mood to see HER anymore. i even wrote a song bout HER after she told us that. i think everyone got kinda scared cause i was really so damn pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest you-know-who,&lt;br /&gt;            --------------&lt;br /&gt;you unfair bit-h&lt;br /&gt;you make me sick&lt;br /&gt;your bias thoughts&lt;br /&gt;your dumbass shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna pay&lt;br /&gt;so do yourself a favour&lt;br /&gt;shut your face&lt;br /&gt;i need peace to savour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get out of my sight&lt;br /&gt;i can't standd your shit&lt;br /&gt;think you're so great (yeh right)&lt;br /&gt;damn bit-h get a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;hell yeh, &lt;br /&gt;kick us out for some dumb reason&lt;br /&gt;screw you bit-h &lt;br /&gt;you're just not fair&lt;br /&gt;go fly away &lt;br /&gt;so i wont have to plea&lt;br /&gt;cause you cause hell, &lt;br /&gt;you create sin city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn right,&lt;br /&gt;i hate you to the core&lt;br /&gt;your concert planning sucks&lt;br /&gt;you're such a bore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sure should,&lt;br /&gt;boycott your show&lt;br /&gt;or make it a total flop&lt;br /&gt;then you'll know&lt;br /&gt;how much i hate &lt;br /&gt;the way you think&lt;br /&gt;and how unfair you are&lt;br /&gt;and well, EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell am i writing this for&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, venting anger perhaps&lt;br /&gt;but hey who cares, cause you know why?&lt;br /&gt;your lessons, your voice, your whole self is bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FEEL THE HATE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, school of rock theme for teacher's day. we're gonna take part in battle of the bands!(: its interclass&lt;br /&gt;we[piong kim and i] changed song lyrics of that thing you do. cant wait!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hey faith! when you see this. thanks alot, talking to you really helps cheer me up cause youre so full of nonsense(: feel the loveee&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112315720104198045?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112315720104198045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112315720104198045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112315720104198045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112315720104198045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/08/feel-hate.html' title='FEEL THE HATE'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112296938643414782</id><published>2005-08-02T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T15:56:26.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet tourniquet</title><content type='html'>monday's chapel was. somewhat weird but inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;a visually disabled man came to share his testimony.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite a normal testimony, but there was just something bout it.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, maybe the fact that he's handicapped made it more. interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms goh's absent. she was absent yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;hope she's alright.&lt;br /&gt;we got back our tests today.&lt;br /&gt;she scared me so bad when she was all like 'denise ah denise must use your brain' out of nowhere. i was so sure i was gonna fail. but i didnt! haha.&lt;br /&gt;got 17. which is not bad i guess considering acids bases and salts is a chapter i dont really understand.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs tee kept telling stories today.&lt;br /&gt;during emath she spent one whole period talking bout how we must put in effort for school activities. blahblahblah. show school spirit. (derived from inkwell collections. my class is the lowest in the level or school or something haha) and during amath she was telling us how she learnt math last time cause there was no such thing as a calculator.gee. i wonder how old she is. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and during the 1+ period she wasted i was bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; sweet tourinquet &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she stares at the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;you see what's outside&lt;br /&gt;eyeliner streaming down her face&lt;br /&gt;her tears she cannot hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at her refelction&lt;br /&gt;you know what's deep inside?&lt;br /&gt;a girl whose heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;dreams shattered, that's her life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sweet tourinquet&lt;br /&gt;stamp out her serenade&lt;br /&gt;that melancholic nocturne&lt;br /&gt;sung where sorrows churn&lt;br /&gt;oh sweet tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;wrap up her wounds of love&lt;br /&gt;that she may learn to overcome&lt;br /&gt;and know what's done is done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solitary sequester,&lt;br /&gt;what's that gotta say&lt;br /&gt;life's draining out her drive&lt;br /&gt;all that's left is her paddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hopeful dreams of love&lt;br /&gt;the hopeful dreams of him&lt;br /&gt;all gone, left out, and broken&lt;br /&gt;like it has never been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sweet tourinquet&lt;br /&gt;stamp out her serenade&lt;br /&gt;that melancholic nocturne&lt;br /&gt;sung where sorrows churn&lt;br /&gt;oh sweet tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;wrap up her wounds of love&lt;br /&gt;that she may learn to overcome&lt;br /&gt;and know what's done is done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112296938643414782?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112296938643414782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112296938643414782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112296938643414782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112296938643414782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/08/sweet-tourniquet.html' title='sweet tourniquet'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112281245231553150</id><published>2005-07-31T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T20:20:52.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little birdies running around</title><content type='html'>yes, thats what ac dramanite was about. &lt;br /&gt;went with ariel ter maye ju joel markbala markoh marklui errol. yup.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really get it. noone did. but it was amusing. &lt;br /&gt;haha well done johannes(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. what did i do today. oh yes right.&lt;br /&gt;went to church. was too knocked out to get up for 830. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then uh, went out for lunch at lido crystal jade with ariel ju errol joel bala dominic simon marc. &lt;br /&gt;i didnt pay gst!(: okay you know why? cause 2 weeks back we had lunch at crystal jade and everyone didnt pay gst and so i paid an extra 6 bucks+ of gst. and my meal was only like 6 bucks (inclusive of gst). haha.&lt;br /&gt;they went to dota with nick tan. sigh.CRAZY people dota every week! SEE THIS ARIEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i came home, and amazingly had energy and sufficient brain power to finish my emath homework. clap clap!&lt;br /&gt;im almost well again! pretty much just lethargic. haha.&lt;br /&gt;you know on friday, i slept the entire day!it felt so good to be awake only for meals. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and saturday too! but from like 12-5 i watched lost marathon. so cool. &lt;br /&gt;am i a pig, or a pig. [okay dont answer, im a pig i know]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah crap. school tmrw. getting back chem. please please please pray that i wont get scolded. thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, welcome back jon(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112281245231553150?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112281245231553150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112281245231553150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112281245231553150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112281245231553150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/07/little-birdies-running-around.html' title='little birdies running around'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112263447765957359</id><published>2005-07-29T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T18:54:37.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sick!</title><content type='html'>yes, im sick. great huh.lost my voice.but ah well i got to stay home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color ="cyan"&gt;so so so so so so sorry ming cheryl liza yvonne crys nicole muriel&lt;/font&gt; bout tmrw. really really sorry. &lt;br /&gt;goodluck to everyone playing or organising sports carnival!&lt;br /&gt;and to all the crapbags playing netball!(: wish i could play. or even go support you guys.really wish i could. so so sorry!&lt;br /&gt;im talking to emelia. she said ms goh was 'looking' for me in class. GREAT. i hope its nothing bad.i hope she forgets what she wants to say to me by monday.&lt;br /&gt;mrs tee is really obsessed bout the inkwell card. she even called today (thank goodness i was still sleeping) and spoke to my mom and told her she needs the card. haha. she amuses me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired. there's ac dramanite tomorrow. dont know if i should go since im sick. i'll see. hope its gonna be good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112263447765957359?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112263447765957359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112263447765957359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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farewell, until we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;presenting choir comm july05-july06,&lt;br /&gt;president: shernise!&lt;br /&gt;vice president: joelle!&lt;br /&gt;secretary: suern!&lt;br /&gt;sectional leaders-&lt;br /&gt;alto 2: sara!&lt;br /&gt;alto 1: melody!&lt;br /&gt;sop 2: ELIZA!(:&lt;br /&gt;sop 1: LEAH!(:&lt;br /&gt;student conductress: me!(haha)&lt;br /&gt;[that's all right?]&lt;br /&gt;oh and informal comm:&lt;br /&gt;self proclaimed creative director: nicole!&lt;br /&gt;haha(:&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna stop writing songs for awhile. it distracts me in class too much. way too much. &lt;br /&gt;i think i'm falling sick. my throat is inflammed and my nose hasnt stopped dripping the whole day and my stomach feels so weird and i got no energy! ah.&lt;br /&gt;oh and today, i felt sick, and bio made me feel even sick-er. we did a dumb heart disection. &lt;br /&gt;and the class was enjoying it. some were even tearing up the heart with bare hands! no gloves no nothing! crazy people. i didnt touch the heart at all. it was just. gross. and. yes. gross.its just. wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i shall not go on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112245969922057241?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112245969922057241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112245969922057241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112245969922057241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112245969922057241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/07/choir.html' title='choir'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112236380901603469</id><published>2005-07-26T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T15:43:29.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camera frenzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color = "aqua"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;font size=3&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM AND TESSA &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though its one day late. haha.&lt;br /&gt;kkmc was pretty alright. i was really scared though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday founder's was not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;after founder's i brought my mom out for lunch at nydc. haha. it was good(: and i finally got school shoes.&lt;br /&gt;went for the founder's day dinner at shangrila with vic teri sarah cheryl weilin ting kt ariel jean rachel hannah maye ju nana etc.we had a camera frenzy. i'll upload them if i figure out how to. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i went to school. amazingly i woke up. &lt;br /&gt;i fell alseep in bio and some other lessons.&lt;br /&gt;and ms goh told me to use my brains more out of the blue. odd. but true. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and we had tessa's birthday mini party during recess today. i like the chocolate cake! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i've got chinese test tmrw. i wonder how i'm gonna stay awake studying.&lt;br /&gt;well off to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112236380901603469?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112236380901603469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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okay</title><content type='html'>really,i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112211226269168832?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112211226269168832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112211226269168832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112211226269168832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112211226269168832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-okay.html' title='i&apos;m okay'/><author><name>you ended 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/&gt;i'll close my eyes and hope he,&lt;br /&gt;comes my way&lt;br /&gt;i'll be waiting here for something sweet&lt;br /&gt;what's in store for me,&lt;br /&gt;is up to him to pick&lt;br /&gt;does he still love me like before? i think-&lt;br /&gt;perhaps he'll come back?&lt;br /&gt;and sweep me off my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this love's so great i can't explain&lt;br /&gt;yet it's so real, it brings me pain.&lt;br /&gt;i dream to walk the beach, not alone.&lt;br /&gt;but with him&lt;br /&gt;we'll go together hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;his arms around me i know he's my man&lt;br /&gt;"please never let me go",i'll whisper to him.&lt;br /&gt;but i missed that chance-&lt;br /&gt;now he's gone from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112195253117800918?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112176520054733036</id><published>2005-07-19T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T17:29:05.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my emo roller coaster</title><content type='html'>hey. schools been pretty sucky right now. its actually okay, just that i've lost the enthusiasm to get out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye sunny patrick and janan. was nice hanging out with yall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="aqua"&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDY ARIEL&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (one day late, sorry didnt update yesterday)oh and get well soon kae! love ya truckloads dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went out on sunday, lunch at crystal jade. and hung out at the piss filled stairway lan shop.. nick tried to teach me dota. i dont have a clue. i'll try getting a hang of it this sunday if we go again haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "red"&gt; &lt;font size =3&gt; choir's performing at KKMC (kampong kapur methodist church) this sunday, 24 july. not sure what time. around 9 o clock or smt. and on sept 17 we're performing at sentosa, fountain of youth at 7.30 if im not wrong. go support k! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; i'm conducting good news this sunday. claire's doing chariot. and im playing for joyful. and im conducting sentosa 6 song reportoire. somebody save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up chem test today. really bad. sigh. im sorry ms goh. and i have amath test tmrw. i screwed up so many things. i wonder what's wrongn with me. i screw up almost everything. i think i suffer from the i-screw-everything-up illness. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this is a weird song i wrote in class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like a remote controlled car, &lt;br /&gt;only used when you wanna have fun. &lt;br /&gt;i dont deserve all of your shit, &lt;br /&gt;you cant just flush me down when youre done. &lt;br /&gt;hey bitch stop trashing me around. &lt;br /&gt;my heart ain't just  your boredom toy. &lt;br /&gt;it's like glass, only broken so hands off or i'll cut you oh boy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been ditched&lt;br /&gt;i've been hit &lt;br /&gt;i've been kicked out from his life. &lt;br /&gt;i'm still lost &lt;br /&gt;i'm still torn &lt;br /&gt;i'm still stuck in my love hate hell. &lt;br /&gt;i bet you dont know what its like to ride. &lt;br /&gt;my emo roller coaster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre sucha little dolled up barbie&lt;br /&gt;only outside's oh so prety.&lt;br /&gt;but blow up barbie to human size&lt;br /&gt;her proportions go all out of line. &lt;br /&gt;and theres also superman.&lt;br /&gt;remembered for his underwear. &lt;br /&gt;if i were to remember you &lt;br /&gt;i think a female dog would do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre like a puny and pathetic ant.&lt;br /&gt;squish burn flood stomp on i can. &lt;br /&gt;imagine the pain. &lt;br /&gt;its so killing. &lt;br /&gt;you'd wish that you were dead and flying&lt;br /&gt;up to heaven,i dont think so. &lt;br /&gt;you still dont ktnow ho w i feel bout you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been ditched&lt;br /&gt;i've been hit&lt;br /&gt;i've been kicked out from his life. &lt;br /&gt;i'm still lost &lt;br /&gt;i'm still torn &lt;br /&gt;i'm still stuck in my love hate hell.&lt;br /&gt;i cant' go on&lt;br /&gt;i'm breaking down. &lt;br /&gt;i'll hold on and be strong for now.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have no choice but take a ride, &lt;br /&gt;on my emo roller coaster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112176520054733036?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112176520054733036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>goodbye</title><content type='html'>school sucks so bad.&lt;br /&gt;we're getting so much work and i've got geog and emath test tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;have fun at gc, whoever's going.&lt;br /&gt;i got scolded by ms goh today =( and really badly. for not turning on the projector and com and for saying ms ng didnt use it everyday a.k.a. giving excuses.&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway,&lt;br /&gt;bye sunny. and soon patrick and janan. and in a while sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog's dying. so. goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112116546260686789?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112116546260686789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112116546260686789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112116546260686789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112116546260686789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/07/goodbye.html' title='goodbye'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112048303678030441</id><published>2005-07-04T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T21:17:16.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday!</title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;party last night was pretty okay. i just sat around and talked to everyone. yup. and the dumb secuirity guard kinda ruined it cause he didn't allow dunking with clothes on. if not it would have been a lot better. dumb guard.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was a holiday! youth day. happy youth day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;yup i wenta watch war of the worlds with ming and tessa. the show was pretty scary. haha. i didnt get the ending at all. how on earth did they die. dakota fanning is annoying. all she does is SCREAM. &lt;br /&gt;yup. had a relatively cheap lunch at pizza hut then i met up with sarah teri errol joel bala mel marc sunny at crystal jade for another lunch though i didnt eat. and we went over to american club! was pretty fun. played pool and table tennis. teri and i owned sunny's ass (: well not really, but hey. kinda. haha. &lt;br /&gt;anyway, conference call soon! cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112048303678030441?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112028889371000320</id><published>2005-07-02T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T15:38:32.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if</title><content type='html'>had choir. ms tham came (thank goodness) and it was quite fun. and then i went to cricket club with mu for dinner then walked over for a dumb mep concert at victoria. some noriwa otagama or wahtever her name is. i was just playing the games on my handphone the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;b&gt;if&lt;/b&gt; lyrics is supposed to be sweet. but the guys voice sounds depressed.&lt;br /&gt;and its getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a picture paints a thousand words&lt;br /&gt;Then why can't I paint you&lt;br /&gt;The words will never show&lt;br /&gt;The you I've come to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a face could launch a thousand ships&lt;br /&gt;Then&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; where am I to go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no one&lt;/b&gt; home but you&lt;br /&gt;You're all that's left me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when &lt;font color="aqua"&gt;&lt;b&gt;my love for life is running dry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come and pour yourself on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a man could be two places at one time&lt;br /&gt;I'd be with you&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow and today&lt;br /&gt;Beside you all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the world should stop revolving&lt;br /&gt;Spinning slowly down to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'd spend the end with you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the world was through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one by one the stars would all go out&lt;br /&gt;And you and I would simply fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something's bugging me. i dont know what.&lt;br /&gt;just something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-112012871024941074</id><published>2005-06-30T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T18:52:02.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's party!</title><content type='html'>hihi.&lt;br /&gt;school's been alright yet pretty sucky so far.&lt;br /&gt;thanks yvonne for the superdupermamuper pretty notebook and this mr bean candle and superfatteningyetyummalicious chocolate from uk! (:&lt;br /&gt;i've  got a party this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh.&lt;br /&gt;hope its gonna be some crazy s-hit.&lt;br /&gt;yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;anyway my blog's dying. since school's started.&lt;br /&gt;so. goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-112012871024941074?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/112012871024941074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=112012871024941074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112012871024941074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/112012871024941074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/lets-party.html' title='let&apos;s party!'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111978048937052152</id><published>2005-06-26T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T18:15:49.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays out</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="aqua"&gt; school starts tomorrow. gasp. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sucks doesnt it. i've got all my work done except for zhouji. i'll do it soon. oh and the dumb chinese book. i never ever read it. as a matter of fact, i always lose it. haha&lt;br /&gt;went out with ariel ju marc mark+david bala mel errol patrick janan joel mikey today. ate at nydc.then ju mk and i watched them play dota. haha. amusing how vulgar and loud guys get over a com game.&lt;br /&gt;i have decided. im not gonna go for good charlotte. they're cool and all but im not wasting 70 bucks on a band im not crazy-crazy over.&lt;br /&gt;my bro got me an fcuk down under top. so nice(: [and janan dirtied it! its snow white. and nonw its dirtied!okay nvm its no biggie]&lt;br /&gt;oh anyway, ariel ju errol patrick sunny janan joel and i are planning something.yes.something. hope its gonnna rock. haha&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a good mood. church is a really good get away. haha. esp when you have idiots who amuse i.e. janan errol patrick.&lt;br /&gt;i need a new bikini. [rather i want a new one] i want a dark brown one, not too much design. maybe just a big. tie string at the top and none at the bottom. i shall go bikini scouting soon.&lt;br /&gt;oh, thanks janan and patrick for the really nice entry (: that song rocks.though its quite sad. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;going on like i never knew you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111978048937052152?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111978048937052152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111978048937052152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111978048937052152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111978048937052152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/holidays-out.html' title='holidays out'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111971182253086961</id><published>2005-06-25T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T23:33:28.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITE</title><content type='html'>all my bags are packed, ready to go&lt;br /&gt;im standing here outside your door&lt;br /&gt;i hate to wake you up to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;but the dawn is breaking its early morn&lt;br /&gt;the taxi's waiting, blown his horn&lt;br /&gt;already im so lonesome i could die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kiss me and smile for me&lt;br /&gt;tell me that you wait for me&lt;br /&gt;hold me like you never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im leaving on a jetplane &lt;br /&gt;dont know when ill be back again&lt;br /&gt;leaving on a jetplane &lt;br /&gt;dont know when ill be back again&lt;br /&gt;oh babe i hate to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres so many times i let you down&lt;br /&gt;so many times i played around&lt;br /&gt;i tell you now&lt;br /&gt;they dont mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;every place i go i think of you&lt;br /&gt;every song i sing ill sing for you&lt;br /&gt;when i come back&lt;br /&gt;ill wear your wedding ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kiss for me and smile for me&lt;br /&gt;tell me that youll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;tell me that youll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im leaving on a jetplane&lt;br /&gt;dont know when ill be back again&lt;br /&gt;oh babe i hate to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the time's come to leave you&lt;br /&gt;one more time let me kiss you&lt;br /&gt;close your eyes ill be on my way&lt;br /&gt;dream about the days to come &lt;br /&gt;when i wont have to live alone&lt;br /&gt;about the times i wont have to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kiss me and smile for me&lt;br /&gt;tell me that youll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;hold me like youll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im leaving on a jetplane&lt;br /&gt;dont know when ill be back again&lt;br /&gt;oh babe i hate to go&lt;br /&gt;im leaving on a jetplane&lt;br /&gt;dont know when ill be back again&lt;br /&gt;oh babe i hate to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me and janan quite a while to do this so be grateful&lt;br /&gt;i bet you know the song&lt;br /&gt;hope you like it&lt;br /&gt;until then, &lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111971182253086961?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111971182253086961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111971182253086961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111971182253086961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111971182253086961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/ite.html' title='ITE'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111969406864761059</id><published>2005-06-25T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T21:53:44.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>I open my eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;I try to see but Im blinded&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; by the white light &lt;br /&gt;I cant remember how &lt;br /&gt;I cant remember why &lt;br /&gt;Im lying here tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;font color = "red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I cant stand the pain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;font color = "red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I cant make it go away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I cant stand the pain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "red"&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I made my mistakes &lt;br /&gt;Ive got no where to run &lt;br /&gt;The night goes on &lt;br /&gt;As Im fading away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "red"&gt;Im sick of this life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna &lt;font color = "red"&gt;scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybodys screaming &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I try to make a sound but no one hears me &lt;br /&gt;Im slipping off the edge &lt;br /&gt;Im hanging by a thread &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;I wanna start this over again &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered &lt;br /&gt;And I cant explain what happened &lt;br /&gt;And I cant erase the things that Ive done &lt;br /&gt;No I cant &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "red"&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I made my mistakes &lt;br /&gt;Ive got no where to run &lt;br /&gt;The night goes on &lt;br /&gt;As Im fading away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "red"&gt;Im sick of this life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna &lt;font color = "red"&gt;scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111969406864761059?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111969406864761059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111969406864761059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111969406864761059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111969406864761059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111966730261389663</id><published>2005-06-25T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T15:22:27.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isolation</title><content type='html'>welcome back sunny janan and patrick&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired. went for dental then met up with teri ariel sunny errol patrick joel nicktan marc.soon it was down to ariel joel errol marc me.went to coffee club. coco freeze was good (thanks joel if you ever read this). then uh what else did we do. oh yeah. we had to wait for ariel's friend cause she stupidly offered to buy tickets for alot like love. SIGH ARIEL. and we got a cab to errol's place for dinner. errol's mom can cook. and she's so cool she goes clubbing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we watched a veggie tales version of jonah! it was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;and we had a conference call. patrick janan judith ariel marc me and uh i think thats all. and errol called too late and my phone couldnt take anymore people.the convo was retarded. seriously retarded. esp bout janan's secuirity guard. and janan and patrick kept confusing me cause i couldnt' tell the diff.&lt;br /&gt;and after which the night got pretty bad. which is why i'm gonna isolate myself for now. and yes i know my mood changes very fast. i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;thanks ariel for you know what. and everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to do chem. revise salts. don't wanna get scolded by Miss Goh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry ming yvonne zw crys cheryl etc that i cant go for your concert. so so so so sorry. brother coming back from aus so we have family dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting and my isolation's starting so goodbye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111966730261389663?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111966730261389663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111966730261389663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111966730261389663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111966730261389663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/isolation.html' title='isolation'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111958956191269339</id><published>2005-06-24T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T13:06:01.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home sweeet home</title><content type='html'>hey i'm back. and i'm &lt;b&gt;sick!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just great huh. my nose and cough. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;so hongkong and shenzhen were pretty cool. i shopped alooooot. so i guess i completed my new wardrobe wish and 'things to do during the hols' (:&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how many people actually read this. haha.&lt;br /&gt;my brother's coming back from melbourne tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;and everyone and anyone who reads this, &lt;font size=3&gt; SOMEONE GO FOR ENSEM CONCERT WITH ME! &lt;/FONT&gt; puhreety please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had &lt;b&gt;choir&lt;/b&gt; today. it was horrid. downright horrid.&lt;br /&gt;noone knew their music. after so many sectionals and practises and ms tham even worked it through till it was really good and then it all goes down the drain. what a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;to all choir members who read this&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start on the right note. how hard could that be.&lt;br /&gt;fa to la/ a third is smaller than you think it is.&lt;br /&gt;a fifth up is higher than you think it is&lt;br /&gt;a fifth down is lower than you think it is&lt;br /&gt;a fourth down is higher than you think it is.&lt;br /&gt;a fourth up is lower than you think it is&lt;br /&gt;a seventh down is lower than you think it is&lt;br /&gt;a sixth up is higher than you think it is&lt;br /&gt;a sixth down is lower than you think it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should shut up. not like its gonna help. just talking bout it causes me not to be in a very good mood cause i wonder how im gonna survive conducting a choir whereby noone stands properly sits properly foucses sings out comes in or in fact, even follow the conductress. how great. clap clap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go for dental. again. goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111958956191269339?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111958956191269339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111958956191269339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111958956191269339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111958956191269339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/home-sweeet-home.html' title='home sweeet home'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111923175056578184</id><published>2005-06-20T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T09:42:50.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take off!</title><content type='html'>i'm at the airport lounge. eating icecream. haha. &lt;br /&gt;and i'm having a running nose. and my muscles are aching. yes from 4 hours or so of tennis with mel marc and alex. haha. boy was it fun. you guys should come over more often! haha.&lt;br /&gt;yawn. im tired.&lt;br /&gt;i'm reading this book called the other daughter right now. its quite cool but kinda scary. haha. well i find everything scary so i dont know its up to you to decide whether its scary or not. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed my blog template. duh. you guys can see it for yourselves. but i dont like it. i lost the file with my old template in it and that sucks cause i can't get all the links and stuff and im lazy to type it in, so yeah sorry no links. haha. maybe i'll work on it when i have time or just change the layout again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what hongkong's like now. the last time i went was like i think 10 years ago. very long ago. so long that i think handphones didn't exist then, or maybe they did but like my dad's first phone, the size of a tissue box. no kidding. haha and i remember i threw up in my uncle's new car. hahaha. i used to throw up alot during holidays till like primary school. how come little kids always throw up. from what? indigestion? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i shall go shop around the airport shops now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111923175056578184?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111923175056578184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111923175056578184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111923175056578184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111923175056578184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/take-off.html' title='take off!'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111916590170808808</id><published>2005-06-19T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T15:25:01.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of me</title><content type='html'>Hey&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me&lt;br /&gt;As I'm getting naked&lt;br /&gt;Stripped down to the bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a mistake&lt;br /&gt;It's the dawn of a new day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;Anything goes from now&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is the last of illusions&lt;br /&gt;This is the final trace of innocence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;I know it will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="aqua"&gt;It's the last of illusions&lt;br /&gt;This is the final trace of innocence&lt;br /&gt;If I'm caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;I know it will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The end of me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless the mission team going to Indo.&lt;br /&gt;and God bless those in Thailand and Cambodia right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to hongkong tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;hope i don't have to fly back early cause of an infection again.&lt;br /&gt;once again,&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i wish i could fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;my heart can't seem to fly to yours&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111916590170808808?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111908528258087017</id><published>2005-06-18T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T17:03:38.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back &lt;font color = "white"&gt; EARLY &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause of my mouth infection. haha. i went to the dentist today and had to dig out stuff stuck at the back and drain out pus. boy did it hurt.&lt;br /&gt;sorry teri! cant shop with you. wonder what you did in the hotel room.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;hmm i didn't get much in bangkok, and the stuff i got weren't that cheap either.&lt;br /&gt;i bought 2 jeans bout 35 bucks each, and a pair of converse shoes were cheap at 33 bucks. and i bought 2 balinese looking tops which were like almost 30 bucks each too. and a teeshirt and racerback at 20 bucks. ah well. i still have hongkong!(: leaving on monday.can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;ooh i got new specs today. they're purply - reddish i dunno what color. haha. i couldn't get an expensive pair cause my mom didn't trust me with them. my previous one was like 300+ and i lost it, so yeh. bleh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, &lt;font color= "cyan"&gt;I dont know why I liked you so much&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you all, of my trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I told you I loved you, now &lt;font color ="white"&gt;thats all down the drain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya put me through &lt;font size =2&gt;&lt;font color = "red"&gt;pain&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, I wanna let you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;fcuk&lt;/s&gt; what I said it dont mean shit now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;fcuk&lt;/s&gt; the presents might as well throw em out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;fcuk&lt;/s&gt; all those kisses, they didn't mean jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;fcuk&lt;/s&gt;  you, you hoe, I &lt;font color="aqua"&gt;&lt;font size =2&gt;&lt;b&gt;won't ever&lt;/font&gt; want you back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111908528258087017?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111908528258087017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111908528258087017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111908528258087017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111908528258087017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-back-early-cause-of-my-mouth.html' title=''/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111893954125072750</id><published>2005-06-17T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T00:32:21.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and we'll go.. shopping!</title><content type='html'>second day in bangkok. its really good.&lt;br /&gt;haven't bought much yet.&lt;br /&gt;i'm meeting teri tomorrow to shopp!(:&lt;br /&gt;i went for a &lt;font color = "white"&gt;&lt;font size = 3&gt;&lt;b&gt;massage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; today too! gosh it was &lt;font color = "aqua"&gt;&lt;font size = 2&gt; &lt;b&gt; SO GOOD &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; going back for one tomorrow. haha&lt;br /&gt;bangkok has alot of um,the weird dialect for &lt;font color = "aqua"&gt; this font color &lt;/font&gt; it's quite scary. there was this model who was so tall and pretty and then suddenly she spoke and her voice was so low then my mom told me 'she' was a 'him' and my dad calls such people 'shims' hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, remember my dumb wisdom tooth op? the right wound is infected. it SUCKS.my right side is puffed up again. i wonder what it'll be like tomorrow. gonna get some antibiotics and if its really bad i'll go home tomorrow night. &lt;br /&gt;its so funny. my dad comes to bangkok so much then whenever he enters they say 'welcome home' hahaha. amusing.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to buy here i havent got much myself. i'm not gonna get clothes for people and there's nothing much left. and no candies. haha. and almost all the goods are fake and the genuine ones in the shops are like more expensive then singapore. so it kinda sucks. haha&lt;br /&gt;signing out.goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111879594785794955</id><published>2005-06-15T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T08:39:07.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no longer hopelessly devoted to you</title><content type='html'>Guess mine is not the first heart broken&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are not the first to cry&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the first to know&lt;br /&gt;There's just no getting over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm just a fool who's willing &lt;br /&gt;To sit around and wait for you&lt;br /&gt;But Baby, can't you see&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else for me to do&lt;br /&gt;I am hopelessly devoted to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, there's nowhere to hide &lt;br /&gt;Since you pushed my love aside&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of my head &lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly devoted to you&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly devoted to you&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly devoted to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is saying, fool, forget him!&lt;br /&gt;My heart is saying, don't let go!&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to the end, well that's what I intend &lt;br /&gt;To do I'm Hopelessly devoted to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;its over&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was kinda. depressing. for some reason. but getting out of the house helped alot.and going to bed didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im singing big yellow taxi and 2 hillsong songs for the acs concert slammed! yan's singing cant remember what and charissa's singing you've got a friend.its some &lt;s&gt; geeky &lt;/s&gt; concert apparently, but who cares yan charissa and i are gonna make it to-ta-lly cool (: and you guys all better go. yup.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;its like 8 something in the morning.guess what!&lt;br /&gt;im flying off!&lt;br /&gt;to bangkok. im meeting ter on friday to shop! [ter, not mbk! my mom says not a nice place to meet. haha. call to arrange yup. see you soon!]&lt;br /&gt;then i'm back on sat night and fly off to hongkong monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;take off&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111879594785794955?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111879594785794955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111879594785794955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111879594785794955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111879594785794955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/no-longer-hopelessly-devoted-to-you.html' title='no longer hopelessly devoted to you'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111872010566060354</id><published>2005-06-14T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T11:35:05.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did i survive you</title><content type='html'>I see the picture clear now&lt;br /&gt;And the fog has lifted&lt;br /&gt;The wool you tried to pull over my eyes was clever&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, your gifted&lt;br /&gt;But you forgot to dot some I's and cross some T's along the way&lt;br /&gt;Im better now despite you baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm stronger these days, stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;I survived the crash, survived the burn&lt;br /&gt;Survived the worst, yeah baby but I learned&lt;br /&gt;Survived the lies, survived the blues&lt;br /&gt;Almost killed me but I survived the truth&lt;br /&gt;And when you wrote me off like I was doomed&lt;br /&gt;I survived you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can look in the mirror now&lt;br /&gt;It's been a slow awakening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Haunted by a heart full of you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "cyan"&gt;I couldn't help mistaking&lt;br /&gt;That you could ever care for anyone&lt;br /&gt;Anyone but yourself,&lt;/font&gt; hey-yeah&lt;br /&gt;But you would have to have a conscience baby&lt;br /&gt;Good luck, I wish you well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived the crash, I survived the burn&lt;br /&gt;Survived the worst, yeah baby but I learned&lt;br /&gt;Survived the lies, survived the blues&lt;br /&gt;Almost killed me but I survived the truth&lt;br /&gt;And when you wrote me off like I was doomed&lt;br /&gt;I survived you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This heart's been torn in two&lt;br /&gt;Cut and bruised from too many bitter endings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll be damned if I have thoughts of you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain on my new beginning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; is it really over.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111872010566060354?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111872010566060354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111872010566060354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111872010566060354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111872010566060354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/did-i-survive-you.html' title='did i survive you'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111866238798583800</id><published>2005-06-13T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T11:26:28.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dairy farm's desperate housewives</title><content type='html'>yay! i went &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;shopping with minggy &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;today!hah.&lt;br /&gt;and i bought just one top during the whole 5 or 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;the top was nice though! it was from guess, and like uh &lt;font color = "aqua"&gt; this pretty color &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ming bought it in&lt;font color = "white"&gt; this other pretty color &lt;/font&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;shopping with minggy is fun. so funny. she just keeps going "i look so fat!" mumble grumble moan groan. yeah. thats ming. hahaha. youre not dear, stop clowning. haha. and we just spend the whole day gossiping. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;well anyway,besides shopping, today was an exciting day!&lt;br /&gt;scary, but exciting.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up this morning to hear that...&lt;br /&gt;last night this german family in my block was partying[this i knew cause they made alot of noise the whole night] then at 2 am or so, the daughter's 26/27 year old boyfriend got drunk.&lt;font color="cyan"&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt; he sat on the window ledge, and um. fell off. head hit the window ledge on level 1 or 2 and fell down to the carpark.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; he fell from the 4th or 5th level, which is like my level. yeah. bloody scene it was [i didnt see though,wasted] it was so drama its like everyone in my estate is talking bout it. it happened in MY BLOCK! golly gee. well i'll read tomorrow's papers for more info cause i keep hearing so many different details haha.&lt;br /&gt;well i guess estate's version of desperate housewives is gonna start, minus thet sex scandals. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so exciting isnt it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and another exciting thing!&lt;br /&gt;acsi choir is planning some concert thing, and they need female vocolists! 4 soloists and one main choir.&lt;br /&gt;yanling charissa guan sonya and i are gonna go audition for the 4 soloists. well its not much of an audition. they need 4, and then there's only four of us. they didnt ask other choirs. hahaha [what an honour]&lt;br /&gt;so exciting! but i dunno if i'll have guts to sing solo.haha well i never know till i try![:&lt;br /&gt;the concerts like first half rock second half gospel apparently,with the band playing and its in mid august.isn't that so coool. hahaha. EVERYONE GO. i'm gonna make everyone go and bring me flowers. hahahah[: well not flowers, but just go. haha&lt;br /&gt;i remember last year acidol and i was some nut who gave kevin chang this whole bouquet of flowers [which were not from me] well that was funny and fun. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm crazy i know.&lt;br /&gt;ah well! anyway backtrack a little. yesterday for some reason after i left town i was upset. well i dont know if i was upset. i was just stone. i was thinking alot, i swear my brain coulda burst. haha. well i'm alot better! thanks ariel and marc for the concern [:&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now! wish me luck for tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111866238798583800?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111866238798583800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111866238798583800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111866238798583800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111866238798583800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/dairy-farms-desperate-housewives.html' title='dairy farm&apos;s desperate housewives'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111857431704864860</id><published>2005-06-12T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T19:05:17.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you make me hurl</title><content type='html'>everyone's back from church camp and uk trip!&lt;br /&gt;minggy's back!(:&lt;br /&gt;going out with her tomorrow. shoppinnngg(: haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh im going to bangkok on 20. for bout 3 1/2 days(:&lt;br /&gt;which means, MORE SHOPPING[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway had church today. went for 830. had a bible quiz intro to dan 1-6.&lt;br /&gt;then shineforth. missions team commissioning.&lt;br /&gt;God bless those going to cambodia thailand and indonesia(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after church i had family lunch at akashi! oh dear i spent like what uhh 50 dollars or so on jap food? just for myself. i suddenly like jap food. salmon skin maki especially [:&lt;br /&gt;then met up with errol then steph and we just wandered around for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's sick. ahaha. take care everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking bout health, oh dear me i gotta watch my diet. i lost 3 kg after my wisdom tooth op and i gained it all back already! PLUS MORE. so much for my aim to lose weight. bleugh, i shall try again. haha. and my other aim is to grow taller. i wanna reach at least 165. its not fair, i cant be 170 thats for sure. well like miss tham said that day "life's not fair, deal with it. you study so hard for a test and you still fail, is that fair? no its not." haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now before i forget, &lt;br /&gt;THE INVITATION [and compulsory to accept] to the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "white"&gt; &lt;font size = 4&gt; &lt;b&gt;STWOOPS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;club.for all &lt;font color = "aqua"&gt; sop 2 members only &lt;/font&gt; (soptwos spells stwoops)&lt;br /&gt;haha. i am going to write little wallet sized cards for all sop 2s cuz im so so so proud of them (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111857431704864860?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111857431704864860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111857431704864860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111857431704864860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111857431704864860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-make-me-hurl_12.html' title='you make me hurl'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111839654736815393</id><published>2005-06-10T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T17:55:48.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i humbly declare i'm so proud of mezzos/sop 2s</title><content type='html'>today choir was good.&lt;br /&gt;sectionals at 720 was relatively productive. haha.&lt;br /&gt;well what can i say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;&lt;font size = 5&gt; &lt;b&gt; I'M SO PROUD OF MEZZOS/SOP2S &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used to be the section with all the problems. and not just attitude problem but like everything problem! technique, notes, intervals projection everything. it was like the no hope section. and all of a sudden (well not that sudden) everything suddenly comes out. and i didnt think sectionals was boring today. haha. ms tham even said 'good!' to us a few times and 'mezzos are getting better' and shern said that to us too! oh dear i just come to realise the past few days that i actually am (relatively) committed to choir. enough to drag myself out of bed, and what more drag myself out of bed to conduct sectionals at 7 in the morning, enough to just last through choir without complaining too much, enough to i dunno! just everything. and enough to conduct sectionals during break time, and enough to etc etc. i guess it really has changed hasn't it. and i was so eager to get out of choir last year. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have to thank sop 2s cause you guys really have changed your attitude towards choir too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "aqua"&gt; MG CHOIR LIVE ON (= &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-back to work now-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111839654736815393?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111839654736815393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111839654736815393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111839654736815393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111839654736815393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-humbly-declare-im-so-proud-of.html' title='i humbly declare i&apos;m so proud of mezzos/sop 2s'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111832065452068135</id><published>2005-06-09T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T20:37:46.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mezzo outing!(sop 2 + one a1)</title><content type='html'>choir today was kinda um.horrendous. combined didnt really work out so it was sectionals for 4 hours. and i got sectionals tmrw again. at 720 (not so bad, 20 minutes of sleep is quite a lot) anyway i just hope we don't screw up since we're gonna get tested one by one or in small groups. &lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;font color = "aqua"&gt;&lt;b&gt; MR AND MRS SMITH WAS SO GOOD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe not that great but i think it was soooo sweeeet. its like one part where he supposedly died cause his wife killed him was so sad!even though like duh he got out of it. but its so sad too.it sucks if love backstabs you (seriously &lt;s&gt;trust me&lt;/s&gt; and if you aren't ever honest with each other &lt;s&gt;trust me on that too&lt;/s&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ah well go watch for yourselves. haha. the story line's not that great  but its cool (: &lt;br /&gt;well going out with kristen eliza kyra and nicole's so funny. nicole just keeps singing dont cry for me argentina and all the phantom of the opera songs. and kyra is sucha baby. hahaha. during the movie when angelina jolie was stripping she was like covering her eyes and was like yuck! hahaha. and her laughter is so squeaky and its like shrieking. and kristen is so mommyish. and liza is um. well just a crazy crappy crapbagger who's always hungry. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;it was sucha cool mezzo outing.it coulda been sop 2 but nicole's from a1. haha.&lt;br /&gt;choir party tmrw!hope it's gonna be lively for once, and happy too (in other words, no scoldings during choir)&lt;br /&gt;ah well. i shall go practise &lt;s&gt;the oh-so-boring&lt;/s&gt; psalms 150 now. sadly. yes i dont wanna screw up.&lt;br /&gt;im still lonely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111832065452068135?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111832065452068135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111832065452068135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111832065452068135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111832065452068135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/mezzo-outingsop-2-one-a1.html' title='mezzo outing!(sop 2 + one a1)'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111823626389578797</id><published>2005-06-08T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T21:12:46.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely</title><content type='html'>i had choir today. started with sectionals at 7am.is that an &lt;b&gt;unholy unearthly hour&lt;/b&gt; or what.&lt;b&gt;craaaazzyy.&lt;/b&gt; okay fine i called for sectionals, but hey not my fault!was asked to do it.&lt;br /&gt;anyway &lt;s&gt;as usual&lt;/s&gt; ms tham got mad at the choir again for &lt;b&gt;attitude problem&lt;/b&gt; and all. SIGH. no comments. &lt;s&gt;(but hey, the choir is um kinda bad.not just attitude wise. vocally too!horror horror shock shock. actually, not really)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so tomorrow she's not coming, and i'm meant to take combined. somebody save meee!&lt;br /&gt;okay.always look on the bright side of life.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna watch mr and mrs smith witih sonya kyra liza and nicole tmrw! (: yipiddydodaypideedaayy.&lt;br /&gt;JON WONG you owe me a big thank you (and lunch). everybody go check out his template!the genious behind that = ME! HAHA. and SAM i want a livestrong! evil meevil stop rubbing it in. i could have stolen yours and never returned it. i shall go plot my evil scheme to get not just a livestrong, but a STOLEN livestrong. haha.and JON WOO.take care of your neck. i still have no clue how you can um sprain your neck. take care get well i might just go visit you=)&lt;br /&gt;everyone's off at church camp. i'm sooo lonely.&lt;br /&gt;loneeelllyy&lt;br /&gt;i am so loneelyy&lt;br /&gt;i have nobooddyyy&lt;br /&gt;for my owwwnnnn&lt;br /&gt;okay shutting up its back to choir stuff now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111823626389578797?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111823626389578797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111823626389578797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111823626389578797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111823626389578797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/lonely.html' title='lonely'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111811398671462914</id><published>2005-06-07T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T13:27:35.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why don't you kiss her</title><content type='html'>hey. i fell in love with jesse mccartney(:&lt;br /&gt;his songs are so sweet. &lt;br /&gt;like beautiful soul and don't you and i just loveee why dont you kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF007F"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-why don't you kiss her-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're the best of friends&lt;br /&gt;And we share our secrets&lt;br /&gt;She knows everything&lt;br /&gt;That is on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Lately, something's changed&lt;br /&gt;As I lie awake in my bed&lt;br /&gt;A voice here inside my head&lt;br /&gt;Softly says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you kiss her&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you tell her&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you let her see&lt;br /&gt;The feelings that you hide&lt;br /&gt;Cause she'll never know&lt;br /&gt;If you never show&lt;br /&gt;The way you feel inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm so afraid&lt;br /&gt;To make that first move&lt;br /&gt;Just a touch and we &lt;br /&gt;Could cross the line&lt;br /&gt;And everytime she's near&lt;br /&gt;I wanna never let her go&lt;br /&gt;Confess to her what my heart knows&lt;br /&gt;Hold her close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would she say&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, would she just turn away&lt;br /&gt;Or would she promise me&lt;br /&gt;That she's here to stay&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me to wait&lt;br /&gt;I keep asking myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you kiss her (tell her you love her)&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you tell her (tell her you need her)&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you let her see&lt;br /&gt;The feelings that you hide&lt;br /&gt;Cause she'll never know&lt;br /&gt;If you never show&lt;br /&gt;The way you feel inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you kiss her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got choir tomorrow. and i have to get sectionals at 7 am. madness isn't it. we have no choice i guess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised what a pathetic being i am. i haven't gone out this whole holidays. only last sunday to watch madagascar and for a party. how sad sad sad sad sad is that. aw man. well i guess cause everyone's not around. well doesn't matter i'll go out after choir some time this week haha.&lt;br /&gt;my brother bought me a top from down under!(: cant wait to see it.i'll have to wait awhile more he's only coming back end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna join him in melbourne. i'm only 15 and sick of singapore.and if i go there its western food everyday.hummahummahumma. haha(:&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and i got a new phone. its my brother's new old phone. haha. cause he cant bring his phone to his new army campus cause no camera phones allowed. so he tooky mom's and my mom took mine and i took his. yay!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things left to do this holiday:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;Cut hair&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#EE82EE"&gt;2. shop&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Spend more time with my dog&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;s&gt;Amath &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;s&gt;Emath worksheets 1 and 2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Emath&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;s&gt;English essay&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Chinese journal&lt;br /&gt;9. Chinese little quill crap&lt;br /&gt;10. Read Chinese book (I doubt I will complete this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#EE82EE"&gt;11.shop&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Class sitting plan&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Class phone emergency plan&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Clear out my closet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Choir sectionals&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Plan class outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#EE82EE"&gt;17. shop&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Spring clean the house&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;b&gt;Try to get tan&lt;/b&gt; That means swim more&lt;br /&gt;20. Find love. hahaha. (this is never gonna be striked off the list)&lt;br /&gt;21. Crash someone’s house-vic can I can I can i? chic flick marathon!&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;b&gt;Do more qt since I have more time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Make sure this blog doesn't die, at least till school reopens&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;b&gt;learn up joyful piano part so I won’t make a fool of myself at chapel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="aqua"&gt;25. SHOP!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to start on emath. call me a freak. i know i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111811398671462914?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111811398671462914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111811398671462914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111811398671462914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111811398671462914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-dont-you-kiss-her.html' title='why don&apos;t you kiss her'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12352365.post-111788778038213686</id><published>2005-06-04T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T20:23:00.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a new beginning</title><content type='html'>i've got a blog up and running again! though i have this big feeling that it's gonna be dead soon. again.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, school's out. oh yeah(:&lt;br /&gt;this year's been hectic.i'm still not quite settled into sec 3 life, even though half the year is gone. &lt;br /&gt;MING AND YVONNE ARE IN UK. and im missing them dearly!&lt;br /&gt;i hope they bring back something really cool for me(: oh yeah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i had a wisdom tooth op last tuesday. it hurt so bad. haha. and no, i didnt cry. aren't you so proud of me(: haha. my whole face was all swollen. it kinda sucked. it was like plastic surgery gone wrong. and some idiots called me pufferfish. how very sympathetic.&lt;br /&gt;and i got back the dreaded report book. my results were horrific. well not that. i guess i'm pretty satisfied considering the fact i really barely studied this time round. haha. can you belieive it.i've actually started holiday homework and finished bout half of it.amazing. something's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;i had mep camp this week. tues and wed. it was pretty fun i guess. met some pretty cool kids from other schools and a handful of clowns may i add. we did stuff on broadway musicals. quite boring i guess. my group worked on stayin alive and did a dance to it. cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;other than that my life's been pretty boring so far.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh remember my no shopping from jan till after mids promise? i didnt break it. believe it or not. though my mom did buy me stuff and i did buy a pair of shorts but they were like emergency cuz i was running out of shorts. haha. yup. unbelievable? believe it. hah(:&lt;br /&gt;i've got choir next week from 8-10 and im gonna be stuck in choir while everyone's off at church camp. so im a lonely kid. yup i am.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I WANNA GO TO SENTOSA. i have this sudden urge to go to the beach and suntan. i dont know why. but whatever it is, somebody bring me! &lt;br /&gt;alright. i think i've said enough. i'm gonna try working on changing the template and getting up a tagboard.and figure out how to change font colors on certain words and make some sentences bigger. (is it even possible?)&lt;br /&gt;i'll need some assistance so. please help!&lt;br /&gt;and minggy when you read this: STUPID GIRL abandoning me for almost two whole weeks! gasp. i do hope you got me something. you better. haha(: call me when you get back. we need to go shopping. yes we do.truckload of love &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12352365-111788778038213686?l=funkalogy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/feeds/111788778038213686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12352365&amp;postID=111788778038213686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111788778038213686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12352365/posts/default/111788778038213686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkalogy.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-new-beginning_04.html' title='it&apos;s a new beginning'/><author><name>you ended me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00413340694091895553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
