<?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-5001483598198841569</id><updated>2011-09-28T12:45:05.289-07:00</updated><category term='Baby cause of you'/><category term='If you fall I&apos;ll carry you all the way even if i&apos;m tired.I&apos;ll hold your hand till the end of the road'/><category term='Does life means nth?'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='makes me more love you muacks♥'/><category term='Baby I Love You♥'/><category term='I love you for who you are. 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Does it comes with a broken heart?'/><category term='I found someone important and i could care and love for in my life ♥'/><title type='text'>Lady Gaga!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-5164886126177571697</id><published>2011-02-18T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T13:55:38.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I guess i cant hang on any longer. life juz sucks for me. Being force to be wit char, mother beat me. What else will happen next? i really hav no idea. I'm veri tired but can't sleep. Last half a month salary can't even survive 3 meals per day FML! No choice but to skip meals thn. Haven even finish clearing my hospital bills FK IT LA! i guess aft clearing the bills, i'm not gonna spent my money on those stupid checkup and medi. I juz feel like dying now :(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-5164886126177571697?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5164886126177571697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=5164886126177571697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/5164886126177571697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/5164886126177571697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-guess-i-cant-hang-on-any-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-1797272351890569136</id><published>2011-02-11T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T08:40:17.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;bac to work 2dae. nth really special. makin myself so tired, so cui. tinking tat coming home i can juz lie on the bed and sleep but i cant. hav no idea wad im actually tinking. my heart damn pain now. dun feel like takin medi or anything. Juz feel like leaving it like tis. is better tat i die rite? nobody will suffer wit me, nobody will get hurt, nobody will be stress coz of me am i rite? mother force me to be wit tat thai girl. Wad can i say? even if i dun wan she juz insist. im tired really tired :'(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-1797272351890569136?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1797272351890569136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=1797272351890569136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1797272351890569136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1797272351890569136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/02/bac-to-work-2dae.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-1957824999131937221</id><published>2011-01-30T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T05:52:52.285-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everything comes to me in a second'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making me helpless to carry on.:&apos;('/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I juz feel like sleeping and not wakin up. Y does my mother wan me be wit her whn i dun even hav any feeling for her? :'( Quarreled wit mother last night and she slap me on the face juz coz i dun wan be wit her fwen's daughter. No matter wad even if she beat me to death i oso wont be wit her. I onli love baby. i miss her so much:( she told me to call her yesterday which i didnt. Giving reason tat im busy but actually crying. i dun wan her to worried. i told her tat i wan to settle my mother first be4 telling her is coz i scared she will leave me. Im really scared:'(  my heart is veri pain now. i really dun noe wad to do or mayb i shld go. i guess i hav to cry myself to sleep tonight:'(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-1957824999131937221?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1957824999131937221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=1957824999131937221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1957824999131937221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1957824999131937221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-juz-feel-like-sleeping-and-not-wakin.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-7352067794436337753</id><published>2011-01-26T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T08:02:53.994-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby I Love You♥'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm out of hospital!!!! :D erm.... actually not i wan blog de, is baby wan me blog...... :) Hospital food juz sucks for goodness sake. Haven die inside can liao ba. Everyday sleep so early machiam like my brain got prob. needles poking on my hand and use tube to breathe. Doc came thn poke needle on my bac. i will let them poke until die sia. The needle keep hit until my spine damn pain like fk. No standard de doc. i rather die then let them poke here poke there. Now come out le. Can run around le. More better, can smoke and drink le :D jkjk uh..... trying to quit smoking but i dun tink i can..... drink is sometimes drink nia. Will try to control uh. I WANT TO MEET BABY FAST FAST!!!♥  oh ya, juz now noe a girl in fb. She's the same as me mother thai, father singapore. Whn my mother noe she ask me thingy bout tat girl. She tinks tat tat girl was her fwen's daughter o.o Nice to noe tat girl but i muz be cautious. She told me she's interested in tomboy-.- She even told me tat aft knowing each other thn will interested in each other. Nahh.... i dun take tat shyt. I noe myself veri well. I onli love baby the onli one. So wad she's more slim than baby. Love is whn u love the person he/she is. I dun regret being with her. The best thing is tat the time tat we spent together. As long as our love is strong, nth can break us apart. I LOVE YOU, ALICE NG! I PROMISE YOU I WONT LEAVE YOU. I WILL BE WITH YOU TILL THE DAY I DIE! ♥♥♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-7352067794436337753?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7352067794436337753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=7352067794436337753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7352067794436337753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7352067794436337753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-out-of-hospital-d-erm.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-4414540929769894560</id><published>2011-01-20T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T01:44:15.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;using my cousin's lappy to blog in the hospital now. I regret, i really regret everything tat i've done. Juz to forget bout the past i keep gaming all day and neglected her. Y am i like tis? I wan to be the real me. Once i get out of the hospital, i want to get bac to her. I wan to spent the remaining times wit her and forget bout the past. Now i dun even noe i can get out or not. I noe i've done wrong. If i really wont be able to spend the remaining times wit her, i really will regret my whole life. Baby im sry:'( i didnt meant to hurt u. I'm really sry. I juz wish tat we can still be 2gether and let me love u wholeheartedly. I noe u gave me alot of chance. I juz wan to beg for 1 last one :'(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-4414540929769894560?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4414540929769894560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=4414540929769894560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/4414540929769894560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/4414540929769894560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/using-my-cousins-lappy-to-blog-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-184529806181651438</id><published>2010-12-29T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T06:26:04.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Juz blog since i got nth to do. Nth to really say. Juz feel tat every part of my life changes. Stuck at home rotting. Juz feel like crying. She's busy with her work, busy with studies, busy with boss and busy with fwens. I feel myself bothering her. Always making her worried. Useless, helpless, troublesome and stupid. I cant do anything. I can't even go to work. I'm good for nth. I onli noe how to stay home and com my time off. Y cant i be like other kid? y am i so stupid to cause myself to land in these illnesses? I'm diff from her. She's mature, I'm childish. She noe how to tink and i dun. So wad if i cry now. Nth change bac. I cant do anything but onli cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-184529806181651438?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/184529806181651438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=184529806181651438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/184529806181651438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/184529806181651438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/juz-blog-since-i-got-nth-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-9180257751599119646</id><published>2010-11-12T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T10:37:01.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cried for days. Really dono wad happen. illnesses like fk. Wad can i help. Nth. To my love one: i dun blame u for angry at me. All is my fault, Not tat i dun wanna tell u. Juz dun wan u to worry tats all. Im sry for wad i've done tat make u angry. although im now cryin in front of the com and typing. I do still love u. Im sry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-9180257751599119646?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9180257751599119646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=9180257751599119646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/9180257751599119646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/9180257751599119646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/cried-for-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-2732788248764341862</id><published>2010-09-21T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T11:16:35.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ok blog dead uh. Lazy update. Juz a quick one uh. Damn tired now. Bac from work the first thing parents quarrel. WTF? Pull me down agn. Pls la gib me a break k? I damn dulan leh. Wan quarrel go outside quarrel la. Dun cause noise pollution in the house leh. Plus my hammy sleeping leh. Nv spare a thought for us de. IRRITATING! Zzz. aiya finish la no mood continue.  i can juz say 2dae is like WTF! Juz dun wish myself to punch ppl or quarrel wit ppl. Brain juz gonna bomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-2732788248764341862?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2732788248764341862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=2732788248764341862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/2732788248764341862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/2732788248764341862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/09/ok-blog-dead-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-7230624451634744263</id><published>2010-08-04T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T09:43:09.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Met baby yesterday morning. Slack thn send her to sch. Saw her mum at the bus stop. Wtf. She diao me T.T Send her off. Thn came bac home. Was worried tat she will kena beaten up went to go home. Heart not at work. Can't sleep 2dae. Might as well dun sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-7230624451634744263?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7230624451634744263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=7230624451634744263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7230624451634744263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7230624451634744263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/met-baby-yesterday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-6903441420576178034</id><published>2010-07-31T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T07:53:41.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Morning worked. Thn dance. Thn home. Rotting at home. Dono do wad. Played games. Something in my mind but i dono wad it was. Juz continue tats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-6903441420576178034?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6903441420576178034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=6903441420576178034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6903441420576178034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6903441420576178034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/morning-worked.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-1952101574542618060</id><published>2010-07-31T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:37:18.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Juz change blog skin -.- thn i dono wad to say liao. Morning wake up and drink beer. Total 14 beer yesterday. Abit drunk but still ok. My arm hurts like fuck! Waited for baby at 411. Thn she go bac sch agn coz of the burning tingy. Send her home and go meet Lynn and others. Slacked thn off wit Kaiyi to JP. Went to work at 6. Totally tired out. Today morning still got work at 9. Gonna lack of sleep alr @_@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-1952101574542618060?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1952101574542618060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=1952101574542618060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1952101574542618060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1952101574542618060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/juz-change-blog-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-4280339764115219203</id><published>2010-07-24T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T18:17:21.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Blog dead for the past days. Lazy update. Gonna meet Jie later. Still tinking bout wad she said to me. I really dono wad to do. I dun wanna let her go and tats my promise to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;To baby:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Sry uh i type wrongly. forget put 'dun' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-4280339764115219203?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4280339764115219203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=4280339764115219203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/4280339764115219203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/4280339764115219203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-dead-for-past-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-3086446185431676704</id><published>2010-07-02T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T09:10:30.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If you fall I&apos;ll carry you all the way even if i&apos;m tired.I&apos;ll hold your hand till the end of the road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cause you&apos;re important to me and this is the promise of our love♥'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;30 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;First lessons art. Give teacher face. KPKBNNB! waste my time. SEL aft tat. Not really fun sort of like boring. Recess ask Jed go buy bread for me. Lazy go downstairs buy la.Sci bored like hell. Thn chinese. Chinese lessons didnt listen coz dun understand wad teacher is teaching plus i sms Baby. Work thn home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;1 July 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Pon sch. Send Baby to sch thn home. Played com awhile and was like tired so go sleep. Wake up 11 plus. Bathand headed down to JB. Tok to Mickey and Yen thn go arcade play drum. Baby came to work. Vivi hit me juz coz of sanitizer. Sua hit jiu hit lor. Wound bleed. FK! Waited till 9.30pm thn send Baby home. Keep saying ty and sry to me. No more these words liao hor. Alr said im ur baby, so tis is my duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;2 July 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Went to sch. First lessons PE. Kisiao one sia tat teacher zzz. English next. Slack and smsed baby. Help baby top up her phone. Mr Tan say the meaning of fml. FML = F*** My Life. LOL! Recess ask Jed buy agn coz lazy. Saw some girls sayin tat they wan join dance. gd gd. At last im not the onli girl :x Sci lessons was quite interesting. Laugh and joke around. Math lessons wan 2 sms baby but hard coz got 2 teachers. At least i still manage 2 sms her abit. Didnt go work. Slept and went to baby house aft tat. I set wrong alarm sia. I wanted to set 4pm but i set 4am. Cause of my ohone is 24h one, thn i set wrong zzz. Ate at baby house. Her mother say i skinny. I where got sial. I veri fat leh. Sua no point telling. Came home 9 plus. Miss baby now. Wanted to stay at her house to acc her but i noe its impossible. haiz =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;baby dun care bout wad patrick say la. Things over is over le. Dun tink so much k? Juz rmb i'll always be with u. Even if im not beside u, u cn call me whnever u wan. I'll be there for u no matter wad circumstances u ar in. LOVE U TO THE MAX♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-3086446185431676704?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3086446185431676704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=3086446185431676704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/3086446185431676704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/3086446185431676704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/30-june-2010-first-lessons-art.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-7483348808347396095</id><published>2010-06-29T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T07:35:37.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you for who you are. I&apos;m willing to sacrifice for you♥'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;27 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Kena punched by father for the following days. FK! Punched until blueblack. Ran out of house didnt go home for the nite. Went to find Baby. Actually dun wan go find her coz scared she worried but whn i nv see her i missdieher. Slack in her house thn off for home. First thing home is kena scolded, secondly kena punch. Juz sit there ler him beat lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;28 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;First day of sch reopen. Check hair, check skirt. Sianz. First day nth do but slack. Change sitting arrangement and even co-form. Release sch and went mac straight to hav lunch wit fwen. Baby came. Chatted and slacked. Sth happen and i was angry. Baby im sry :( Whn saw Baby gone i went out to find her coz im scared. Almost gave myself a heart attack. Kepp finding her but cant find. Feel relieve whn i see her in the mac crew rm. Asthma attack, luckily not veri seroius. Went home aft tat to bath and went bac to store to wait for baby. WEnt to the bac and smoke was like see mani tingy there. Baby realease le thn went to wait for bus. She tell me bout wad Mee En tell and ask her. WTF sial. She veri bossy leh zzz.Baby send me home haiz. Reach home lucky father nv home but same. Still punch me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;29 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Do nth in sch. Math lessons teacher ask who nv do hw i raise hand. Thn i look at sky nv listen. She tell me not to daydream and ask me am i daydreaming. I said yes, she ask me y but i say i dono. Thn continue doing nth. Teacher command me to get out of class zzz. Sit there oso got prob wtf sia. Tok for the whole recess thn off for assembly. Release thn Stanley tell me 2dae not gonna train. Was damn angry coz he alr agreed 2dae got training. Y cant they juz stop tinking bout playin and start dancing with life. Mayb i can say they dance for the reputation, they dance for the glory or even thy treat it as a fun thing. To me if they continue lidat i can say they are useless. Slack and thn off to lib. GO meet Baby outside her sch. Went her house thn home. Came back kena punch. Father pull me off my chair and started punching me. Gonna suffer for the rest of days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;To Baby: Baby no matters wad i will hang on till the end. I wont leave u alone in singapore coz i dun bear to leave u. Even if i everyday kena beaten by my father i still will continue my life in singapore. Coz tis is my life and its in my own hand. LOVE YOU TO THE MAX MUACKS!♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-7483348808347396095?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7483348808347396095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=7483348808347396095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7483348808347396095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7483348808347396095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/27-june-2010-kena-punched-by-father-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-1097521653003595083</id><published>2010-06-26T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T10:47:35.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;23 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Met Baby and spent time wit her. Tot I'll be late for work but not coz the store flood. Thn everyone was cleaning up. 6pm thn start work. Damn tired plus asshole customer makes me feel like losing control 2 punch ppl. Cant really smile :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;24 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Met Baby thn slack for awhile and went to JB to meet Vivi. Was hungry so went to eat first while waiting for her. KNN! Was stuck inside the drive-thru second booth. Damn boring. Break time see Baby not happy but i cant do anything D: Cut myself agn. 11 plus thn punched out. We all shld be 10 jiu go off le lor. Tks 2 tat stupid asshole manager la dun let us go. Vivi kena bully by some indians ppl. FUCK! Make until she cry. I'll make them pay for tis. Send Baby home and home alone. Use com and rot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;25 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Went for work. Was late for 40min coz i meet Baby. Whnever i meet her i will late go coz i dun wan leave her. Work was quit ok. Starting do lobby do until sianz thn do kitchen. I tink kitchen more fun. Baby MDS until cannt smile :( Release alr but waiting for Baby. Nth to do so help out for awhile. Went to smoke wit Liang Hua and Baby. Slack and chat awhile and headed home. Send her home and i was like gonna lose control. Came home and quarreled wit father juz coz i nv on phone. NBCB! Lidat oso wan scold me wtf. He say if i come home late thn sch days oso late. Say work important thn study isit? I wan to quit sch isit? I juz reply bac ok la i quit sch lor happy? everything i settle myself, he dun hav 2 worry bout me anymore. He dun hav 2 waste money on me anymore. If he wants me 2 quit sch, I'll show him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-1097521653003595083?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1097521653003595083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=1097521653003595083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1097521653003595083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1097521653003595083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/23-june-2010-met-baby-and-spent-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-7158750771992632338</id><published>2010-06-23T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T09:50:33.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i will always be there for you no matter wad ♥'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Now using my fwen lappy cause we all outside. slept at 1 plus and wake up 5 plus. 5 plus wake up nth to do thn keep tinking bout Baby. Went to prepare and Baby say she cannt go out coz her father dun let. Stayed outside her house for awhile to smoke. Didnt tell her i alr reach her house. Went in and was like rotting in front of her laptop. Damn tired. Baby's house alot lightbulb sial. Hard to do "things" leh lols. 8plus go out of her house. Slack and tok crap. Was late for my street dance training coz i lose control. I make until Baby oso lose control haha. Now they slacking dono whn they wan to start seriously training haiz. I tink 2dae not gonna sleep leh. Baby sleep oso nv send me goodnight kiss and msg. How im i gonna sleep? &gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;To Baby:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Baby, i'll always be there for u no matter wad happens. U sad u can cry on my shoulder or i can even give u hug. U angry i'll be there for u to punch even if its really pain i oso accept. U happy I'll be there u make u happier coz i wan see u smiling even brighter. Baby, things that i promise u i will do. Whenever u nid me i'll do my best to be by ur side. U can call me 24/7 if u wanna chat. Even if whn im sleeping i will quickly wake up and ans ur call. Baby dun fk up by the things happen tis morning le. I dun wan see u unhappy &gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-7158750771992632338?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7158750771992632338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=7158750771992632338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7158750771992632338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7158750771992632338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-1211499340948320098</id><published>2010-06-21T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T10:20:52.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makes me more love you muacks♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the more time i spend with you'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Baby came bac le!!! So happy♥&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went for work 2dae. Got one customer go ask the woman beside him wheather im a guy or girl. Cause whn i serve them my voice sounds like guy zzz. sua la. Release early to slack wit Baby. Called my gan mei to chat awhile. Thn Baby say she veri cute haha! Cause she veri funny. Spending time with Baby was so happy. Headed home aft tat. Smsed and she told me tat she got lovebite on her neck OMG! Cannt kiss on her neck le. Or else there will be more. Kiss her goodnight and went to bath. Mother ask me wan eat anot i say anything. She go make salad for Father, me and herself. Now bloated until cannt sleep although im alr veri tired. 2morrow still muz early wake up to meet Teresa, Xinyi and Kino with Baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-1211499340948320098?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1211499340948320098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=1211499340948320098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1211499340948320098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1211499340948320098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/baby-came-bac-le-so-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-1224677736042536593</id><published>2010-06-20T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T23:58:48.907-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I found someone important and i could care and love for in my life ♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby cause of you'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;18 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Morning went out wit baby. Played com. Off to arcade afterwards. Wasting time walking here walking there. Send her to work and slack at Jurong Bowl for awhile before heading back to JP to meet fwens. Played games wit fwen.... Bought 2 bottles whiskey and drank. Face was damn red. Feeling veri warm. Actually was tired but thn heard a news happy until cannt sleep haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;19 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Went out in the morning to meet Baby go down jurong east to meet mummy and daddy. Was damn tired coz the day be4 i veri late sleep thn early wake up. Went to old folks' home. Go help celebrate dumplings festival. Event finish went out walk walk. Feel happy to spend time wit Baby. Went to Ang Mo Kio hub to slack. Sit inside the nailprints machine to rest. Suddenly felt veri warm even if i was in air-con rm! Face and ear red. Thn my body temperature rise. Felt sick. Slack awhile more, mummy and daddy went separate ways. They goin Bugis while me and Baby headed home. Thn gan Ah Gong called me. He asked me to tink wheather i will last wit Baby anot. My ans is will. I dono y but no matter wad i dun wanna let her go. I love her for who she is. Almost quarreled until cannt be fwens. haiz... But i still go wit my heart, no matter wad ppl say i oso dun care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;20 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Missing Baby now. She went to malaysia. I'm alone in singapore T.T Now at home rotting away. Wanna hug and kiss her now. Although it is onli 2 days cannt meet her but it feels like a long time cannt meet her. Father ask me go out wit him later but i reject coz dun feel like goin out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-1224677736042536593?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1224677736042536593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=1224677736042536593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1224677736042536593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1224677736042536593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/18-june-2010-morning-went-out-wit-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-7925382862535598582</id><published>2010-06-18T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T10:16:10.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;16 May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Late for work. Meet gans to go store thn Mickey there. Drive-thru go die la. asshole customer kp me. Send Jie halfway to home. Came home watch naruto and rot away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;17 May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;ent to find Teresa for lunch thn went safra wit jie. Wan plae pool too mani ppl so plae com lor. thn plae audi thn l4d. Jie keep shooting me no wonder so fast i die la. Send her home aft tat. Thn headed home alone... Patrick say break up break up lor. sua. so wad if i sad so wad if i heart pain. no tears coming from my eye now. Like heart dead for him liao. sua dun even wan care bout him liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-7925382862535598582?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7925382862535598582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=7925382862535598582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7925382862535598582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7925382862535598582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/16-may-2010-late-for-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-6649401121487012260</id><published>2010-06-16T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T21:37:57.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;14 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Work starts 6.30 was late. 8am thn reach.Managers meeting. Sianz hate it whn they meeting. Roger kp me ask me put my hair in the cap. heck care. Meet Vivi and Jie to plae pool. Actually wan plae inside de but not enough age and Jie cannt bring her IC so plae outside de lor. Headed for my house for movie aft tat. Watch Step Up 2. Thn she went home and i started rotting in front of the com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;15 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Went out wit Jie to safra. Played com first while waiting for available pool table. Pool was fun huh. See her aim of angle improves. Went JP arcade. Saw one kid and i was buaysong. Tell myself to calm down scared i hoot ppl. Thn Jie face like black siol. Scary neh! Went walk walk awhile thn go home. Want send her home but she keep insisting to send me first -.- Saw my aunt outside NTUC. So coincidence. Reached house downstairs and hug Jie. Dun feel like letting go sial. Miss her hug now T.T I WAN HUGGY!!!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-6649401121487012260?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6649401121487012260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=6649401121487012260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6649401121487012260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6649401121487012260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/14-june-2010-work-starts-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-8162814340148738426</id><published>2010-06-14T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T09:59:40.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;12 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Didnt sleep well. Gotta headache. Vomited 2 times aft the damn pain headache. Called Jie tok to her awhile and went to eat. The nite was wth. Baby sms me stuffs which make me more feel like dying. Haiz he juz dun understand it, nvm i understand can liao sua. Smsed Jie and she didnt reply tink she sleep le ba. Thn went to sleep lor but cant coz head veri pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;13 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Start work at 8 in the morning. Didnt sleep for the whole nite and was damn tired. Work was fucking crazy. Release le. Called Jie awhile thn went arcade wit Mickey. Went bac mac to wait for Vivien. Was havin headache and dizziness. Head pain until like my whole body weak. Baby ask me i ok anot, i say im ok. Wad can i say? Went in and wait for Vivien aft tat to go plae pool. Shogy go pinch VIvien juz coz VIvien pinch her. He not man leh he bully VIvien first thn she pinch him got rights de ma. Aft she release we went for pool,  while playin pool got one guy go ask 4 her hp no. lols. Thn the guy go follow her until mac outside thn stop le. Walked wit her to the bus stop thn off for home. Was tired now but my head still hurts. Hard to sleep agn T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-8162814340148738426?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8162814340148738426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=8162814340148738426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/8162814340148738426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/8162814340148738426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/12-june-2010-didnt-sleep-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-6752259698735620416</id><published>2010-06-11T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T08:01:49.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Went out walk walk to make myself more calm down scared might bomb agn. Smsed jie and she say she not feeling well. Walk halfway suddenly my head pain coz of yesterday. Dun wanna tell jie coz scared she worry so juz continue tok to her and take it as if nth happen. Head become worse, almost fainted. Came home next thing watch anime. Baby come my house, he ask me wad happen i say nth. Whn he with me my head still pain but i dun wan 2 show in front of him coz he worried too much for me le. I really dun understand? I didnt feel any pain yesterday and now i feel it like a cut in the brain. Might as well the next thing is die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-6752259698735620416?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6752259698735620416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=6752259698735620416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6752259698735620416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6752259698735620416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/went-out-walk-walk-to-make-myself-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-8222102408796335185</id><published>2010-06-11T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T09:56:28.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;I'm juz not gonna post anything coz have no mood and heartpain. See Jie Jie lidat i really feel like cryin. She's trying to be strong but i noe she still sad. Slit agn. Really dun wan see her lidat. Almost go insane juz now. I'm gonna be berserk soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-8222102408796335185?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8222102408796335185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=8222102408796335185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/8222102408796335185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/8222102408796335185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-juz-not-gonna-post-anything-coz-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-3249896690625243180</id><published>2010-06-10T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T21:54:37.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Early in the morning alr started crying. Cause broke Jie Jie's promise. I really can't sleep. Something always swirling in my mind but i could not found out wad it was or mayb, I'm juz keeping it without knowing. The remaining I'll post when i come bac home tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-3249896690625243180?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3249896690625243180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=3249896690625243180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/3249896690625243180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/3249896690625243180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/early-in-morning-alr-started-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-6536011240198006949</id><published>2010-06-09T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T08:40:24.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Because of u?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Didnt sleep yesterday. Crying the whole nite. Tinking how stupid i am. Morning sms Yvonne Jie. Called baby twice but didnt ans my call. Tok to Jie on msn thn bay oso tok to me. Yvonne Jie bully me, say she will go cut if i cut agn. Go my rm cry thn come out chat wit her agn. Went to meet her up to take bus to jurong safra to plae pool. Weixiong, Ramizah and Weixiong's god-bro waited for us there. Went to pool thn crap around. Aft pool all seperate ways. Went to arcade for awhile to plae thn headed for home. Was damn tired but still cant sleep unless is on Yvonne Jie's arm. Wake up she's gone and saw baby beside me. TOTAL FREAK OUT! Thn went downstairs to buy food. Promise muz eat at last got eat. Cause actually tis morning and afternoon nv eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;To: Yvonne Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I'm really ok de la. U dun hav to worry for me le k? I big liao, i noe how to take care of myself de. Later u worry thn got white hair hor. So cannt worry for me de. I can joke wit u and smile means I'm alr putting the situation down. I'm now alr happy. Juz tat mayb tired abit ba. Sry uh. Promise u 2dae muz sleep but i dun tink its gonna come true. Coz i really dun feel like sleeping. U oso muz sleep and eat hor or else i worry de hor. Dun be like me uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-6536011240198006949?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6536011240198006949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=6536011240198006949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6536011240198006949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6536011240198006949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/didnt-sleep-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-2597903692383623124</id><published>2010-06-09T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:30:34.921-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What is love? Does it comes with a broken heart?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Wake up 9 plus thn off to Pasir Panjang, Reached Teban 11 plus to meet Yvonne Jie. Same, watch movies agn. Baby came but like nv tok to me. Fine forget it. Follow Yvonne Jie to her house. He went off without even informing me. FINE! Keep calling him, he didn't pick up his phone. Giving up on calling. Went to bus stop waited for bus. He was right behind me but he rather sms me. First feeling is heartbroken. WTH IS WRONG WITH HIM? Cried but not letting him noe. Totally goin insane now. Sent Yvonne Jie to work thn off to JP. He went to arcade with me, while i was playin he leave me and headed home T.T next thing to the toilet to cry and cut. Totally heartbroken like i have no heart anymore. I don't feel any soul in my body. So what if i cut? He cares? I really don't noe. Even if i cut oso not his fault huh? I'm juz stupid, ok? He say he'll ignore me if i dun eat. I'm useless of stopping him to ignore me coz i can't do anything. Yvonne Jie sad whn she see my arm but what could i say? (I'm ok) (Really nth) (Don't nid worry la) (I nv sad la) tats all i could say. I don't wanna her to worry for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Now i have 2 choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;1. Carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;2. End it here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-2597903692383623124?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2597903692383623124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=2597903692383623124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/2597903692383623124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/2597903692383623124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/wake-up-9-plus-thn-off-to-pasir-panjang.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-6290108187940872663</id><published>2010-06-08T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T09:42:57.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I LOVE MY JIE JIE *HEARTS*'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Went to work at 6.30am but was late coz of the rain. Being delayed at the bus stop, causes me to be 17 min late for work. How nice of the rain huh? Training on doing drive-thru. Crap is one word i can describe it. Luckily I'm juz doin the runner for drive-thru but not order taker. I'll kill the manager if they wan me 2 do tat. Work till 1pm. Packed cola glass while waiting for Sharlin. Saw Yvonne Jie Jie. Damn happy until i cry. Really miss her damn lots. Long time nv see her working, Tot she's gonna abandoned me. Went plae pool, arcade and bowling wit Jie Jie. Her pool improved man!!!! *clap* *clap*. Headed to my house afterwards to watch movies. Watch some craps movies. Her father keeps calling her -.- IRRITATING! Sent her downstairs and do the family stun. Hug her and dun feel like letting go coz i scared i cannt see her agn. Well i guess we'll be meeting 2morrow agn huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-6290108187940872663?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6290108187940872663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=6290108187940872663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6290108187940872663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6290108187940872663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/went-to-work-at-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-5526810019699062321</id><published>2010-05-30T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T19:48:53.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;28 May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Wake up at 6.20am to prepare to go and meet Mummy (Sheu Yen) Reach there thn Baby say he haven reach. Walk around slack slack tok tok. Took the 1.50pm boat to Batam. Reach there go his relatives house first. Thn his sis play until dun wan go. Went around to find hotel for my ah pa thn off to Baby's house. Put down stuffs and went off to shopping. Ah pa go watch movie thn the rest of us go sing K. Tat nite i cant sleep coz i dono got a weird feeling, sort of scared and sort of sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;29 May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Nth special juz go out shopping agn. Go arcade and eat eat. Went to the cinema and was considering wad movie to watch but mummy dun wan watch horror coz she scared ahaha. In the end, Ah pa and mummy watch Prince Of Persia while me and Baby watch the horror one. Played pool next and was tired dun really hav smile on my face anymore. Home and sleep without bathing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;30 May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Morning wake up 7 plus. Coz nid go find Ah pa in his hotel and go to the bay to take boat bac to singapore. Wave bye to Baby. Really dun feel like leaving. I miss him even if its only a few hours. Called him was in the boat and whn reach singapore. Went to gramophone to buy some cds thn head for home. At nite called Baby and chat wit him. Wish he was juz beside me now, miss the warmth of his hand :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-5526810019699062321?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5526810019699062321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=5526810019699062321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/5526810019699062321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/5526810019699062321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/28-may-2010-wake-up-at-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-5686357697019551299</id><published>2010-05-17T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T07:55:05.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;14 May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Went to Keiyuan;s house to slack aft sch. His house like theatre. Watch movie until kisiao. Watch Pontianak and was like so boring. Thn watch House Of The Dead 3. LOLS! i dono inside got some sexy scenes thn the guys all like WOW whn they saw the woman naked -.- I fast foward it thn they say walau and ask me to replay the scene -.- Watch Meet The Spartans. Was funny seeing tat actor being stupid. Slack, joke and play to keep the clock moving pass. Skip work. Feel tired to work. Ate at Keiyuan's house and was toking bout Tricia while eatin lols :P We all like goin vomit lidat. Went to JP wit Stanley and Nicholas. Took same bus wit Nicholas and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;15 May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Work morning 10am till 6pm. Took bus to Boon Lay Shopping there to meet Mickey go JP. Went to eat first thn Comic connection. Went to slack until 10 plus and the next day got work wth! Reach home 11 plus and quickly hav a quick bath. Waiting for my hair to dry my father ask me watch tv show wit him -.- Anything lor so sity down and watch. 1 plus in the morning thn sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;16 May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Alarm at 6:20am but delay until 6:30am. Reach store and was still early. Jumira sms me ask me lend her 5 dollars coz she forget bring cap. Lend lor. 8am work till 4pm. Came home aft tat and was damn tired. Was dozing off while watching naruto shippuden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;17 May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Today went to sch for science exams. Slept agn o.o Exams finish sent Wanfang home and off to JP to meet Nicholas. Went to the blues to check out the prices of the rings. Went to Kiddy Palace aft tat coz Nicholas say he wan find Gundam -.- lols so big liao still plae Gundam. Came home aft tat and get change but he alr waiting ouside my house. Came in my house and slack. Play games and watched movies. His IPhone let me plae until no bat o.0 sry uh. Watched Zombieland on my mio tv coz i go rent. Almost forget my mio tv pw luckily manage to rmb. Called his mum usin my house phone and his mum was nagging at him to go home. Show finished and he went home. Watching naruto shippuden now. BYES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-5686357697019551299?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5686357697019551299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=5686357697019551299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/5686357697019551299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/5686357697019551299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/14-may-2010-went-to-keiyuans-house-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-7977786313216376753</id><published>2010-05-10T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T06:04:26.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Does life means nth?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;7 May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Fri after school, went kfc wit Wanfang and Liqing. Promised Liqing we will onli be playin bowling for 1hr but in the end veri long. She angry thn dun tok lor. Went arcade wit Patrick. Played drums, guns and cars. Went to work. Actually shld be 5pm thn start but Joni wan me start 4.30pm thn i start lor. Huixin went there lols. Crap lor she eattin thn i go chat wit her. Waited for Patrick to finish work thn smoke while walkin to bus stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;8 May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Went to work at 10am and ends at 6pm. Waited for Sharlin and Jumira. Walk wit Jumira to bus stop to take 240. Came home and was freakin tired. Next day still muz early wake up zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;9 May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Set alarm at 6am thn go reset to 6.20am. Not feelin like getting off the bed. Woke up bath, brush and wash. Chiong out of the house. Thn Ziqing sms me say she 9am thn reach. Waited Wanfang 1hr outside her house. When she about to come out she saw me smoking say smelly thn went inside her house agn -.- Her father ask her to hav breakfast be4 goin out. I giv her a impossible challenge. To finish her bowl of hot porridge within 1 min.Went JP mac to hav breakfast, Ziqing ate breakfast deluxe, Wanfang ate filet and i ate big breakfast.WTH! Ziqing ate so much thn she still say she hungry. Siao one not human lai de.Went arcade after tat. Plae plae, joke joke and crap crap. Thn they wan take nailprints but i say i dun wan.Went Safra lan to plae audi and L4D. Jp lib aft tat and sth happen. I ask wanfang "dong dong" she dun wan thn i keep askin until i give up. She suddenly cry. Ask her tell me reason she dun wan thn i fed up say she wan study thn study lor. Throw her file in front of her. I tink i really too fire up le ba. Thn i ignor eher awhile she started to cry even more then my brain like bombing feel like shouting at her to stop cryin but see her cry i heartache and dunno wad to do.she hid herself in the toilet and cry. When she at last open door. Me and Ziqing quickly go in. Apologies to her and the end at last got the ans. She was stress coz i force her. Thn Ziqing still keep sayin her and ask her to do even when i didnt ask her to do alr. I kneeled to apologies thn dono y i oso cry tryin to hang on and hold on to myself not to cry. Thn she oso kneeled down ask her not to thn she still do. Really i can say she's veri stubborn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;10 May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Today English paper 2. I can say its okok. Not really tat hard for me.After sch went kfc wit Suria, Brendon, Stanley, Spencer, Nick, Guanfeng, Roy,Delon, Minghuei and Yongquan. Crap wit Brendon and Suria. Bought buddy meal for Brendon and myself. When saw Yongquan buy finish his food he finding place to sit. Thn Spencer say he ke lian onli one person. Thn he say "ya la, u all pangseh".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Thn Brendon ask him sit beside me, I was tinking wth!!!! Luckily he nv sit beside me. Saw tricia in kfc LOLS! thn Spencer they all keep makin Nick and Tricia. Coz they noe Tricia like Nick. Aft tat Spencer say our class got a more "HANDSOME" and "CUTE" guy who is JED! lols :P Spencer go add the sauces with tea and coffee. The the product come out looks like milk shake. Spencer go disturb tricia. Spencer: " If u like Nick thn u drink tis."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Tricia: "I not like him, I love him"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;EEYERRRRRRRRR!!!!!! HAIR STAND! CAme home aft tat and didnt go out. Goin to watch tv now byes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-7977786313216376753?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7977786313216376753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=7977786313216376753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7977786313216376753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7977786313216376753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/7-may-2010-fri-after-school-went-kfc.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-6101097051933372880</id><published>2010-05-06T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T08:56:42.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;English Paper 1 2dae. Didnt even complete one compo coz no mood and tired. i onli wrote four lines thn off to sleep. Wait for makin IC and thn took taxi home. Change and went to mac to wait for Mickey. Smoke at bus stop Liqing and her saw. To Mickey's house thn JP. Went to buy tickets. Dinner at Ajisen. The food was quite nice. Watched IP Man. Thn slack around and shopping. Mickey sick le T.T 2morrow she not workin. Took bus wit her. Bid her wit the short-form family sign and kissed her. Reach Taman and took taxi home. Gonna sleep end here byes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-6101097051933372880?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6101097051933372880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=6101097051933372880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6101097051933372880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6101097051933372880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/english-paper-1-2dae.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-7309647093067082701</id><published>2010-05-05T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T09:12:47.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Juz had a bath. Sch was boring. Nth to say. English lessons cried for some reason. Juz tinking tat I'm useless. I cant make her smile but makin a fool of myself. Came home to change and off to work. Go plae drum at superbowl thn late for work. Do runner at tat time. Thn saw her and Liqing. Saw her and say nth. Tok to Mickey for awhile. Waited patrick to end work. Thn off to superbowl agn to plae drum. Smoke on the way to bus stop. Say bye to him and took tai home. Off to bed now, 2morrow still got exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-7309647093067082701?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7309647093067082701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=7309647093067082701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7309647093067082701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7309647093067082701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/juz-had-bath.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-850881936002413480</id><published>2010-05-04T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T08:42:32.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Monday went out wit Wanfang and Ziqing. Morning smoke too much. Make her sad plus i tink sort of angry. Waited Wanfang 1 hr plus. Thn Ziqing keep pressing doorbell. LOL! Went JP and hav porridge 4 breakfast. Was no mood to eat. Went to arcade vent anger. Thn aft tat mood better. Planning 2 go study but in the end become slacking and shopping. 3 of us hide inside handicap toilet take pics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S-A8xOek8CI/AAAAAAAAAgo/83wC2oxiB0Y/s1600/30113_1437704583286_1253147033_31238563_4171166_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S-A8xOek8CI/AAAAAAAAAgo/83wC2oxiB0Y/s320/30113_1437704583286_1253147033_31238563_4171166_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467436764025384994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S-A9FDOUtuI/AAAAAAAAAgw/baWCi1a2LF8/s1600/30113_1437704623287_1253147033_31238564_571986_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S-A9FDOUtuI/AAAAAAAAAgw/baWCi1a2LF8/s320/30113_1437704623287_1253147033_31238564_571986_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467437104601806562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S-A9Sd9Cb-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/veyTavyZIhM/s1600/30113_1437704423282_1253147033_31238559_5507868_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S-A9Sd9Cb-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/veyTavyZIhM/s320/30113_1437704423282_1253147033_31238559_5507868_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467437335115362274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Wanfang is so funny in tis pic. lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Today Wanfang late but she heng heng nv kena caught. Morning was tiring. Art lessons, teacher keep niam niam niam..... He like become auntie lidat. Chem feel like sleeping. Miss Julie keep watching over me. Recess eat eat, talk talk, drink drink -.- Assembly become history. So sianz. math thn chinese aft tat. Mdm Soo drag the timing haiz. Bobian we all dun wan quiet ma. Mac aft tat. They study i sitting down there slacking and sleeping. Was not having mood swing! Juz tinking bout sth serious. Yesterday 1 girl ask me y i break up wit my ex. I was actually wanting to tell her tat is not i wan break up is he break up wit me coz he say his parent dun allow. But aft tinking bout tat i feel like wanting him bac. I miss him lots. He hurt me so much. I'm stuck agn in a relationship state T.T  Took bus wit Wanfang. Thn both of us like emo nv tok but i was crying at the side so not to let her noe or else she will say i break promise. Sent her home and walk to Boon Lay shopping center. Slack wit Huifen awhile and went to meet mummy. Board bus wit her and before she alight, I hug her and kiss her :D Wave goodbye and straight home. Now goin off 2 sleep le byes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-850881936002413480?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/850881936002413480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=850881936002413480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/850881936002413480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/850881936002413480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/monday-went-out-wit-wanfang-and-ziqing.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S-A8xOek8CI/AAAAAAAAAgo/83wC2oxiB0Y/s72-c/30113_1437704583286_1253147033_31238563_4171166_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-1190413619691488371</id><published>2010-04-30T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T09:17:47.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Chinese exmas 2dae and was damn boring. Dun even noe how to write and wad to write. First time sleep, Miss Lim pad my bac to wake me up. Second time she wake me up, I told her i dono how to write, then she say "Focus, push urself a little bit more." I listened to her advised and continue writing. Went to smoke aft sch. Sry Wanfang uh, I still need time to quit. Came home and start preparing for work. 2dae's work was so lanlan and WTF! Starting i counter thn change to runner. Thn the auntie hu replace me was like WTF! She keep keying in the wrong order -.- Got one customer wan McSpicy upsize and medium coke, she go key McChicken upsize and medium coke -.- WTF! I tink her ear got prob liao la nid go check le.Was actually veri pekchek. Ty Patrick uh, joke wit me haha. He saw my face like charcoal lidat thn he joke wit me 2 make me cool down abit. Wa siao lor. Those indonesia ppl hu work in mac will have 1 month free food coupon. Thn 2morrow is the expiry date liao. They nv use finish thn ask me choose wad i wan to eat. Siao sial. Full seh. 3 cup corns, 2 box McWings, 1 box 20p nuggets. Thn my TMC i ate 1 McChicken meal. Gonna be fat soon if they continue doin tis to me. Actually still got 1 McSpicy, but i too full liao so i gav it to patrick. He say he bring home slowly eat. Saw Mrs Lee in mac. Thn i realised she resigned le. T.T She's my Sec 1 English teacher. Although tat time i naughty keep make her angry but now i miss her damn lot. 9:30pm finish work and wait for patrick coz he till 10:30. Walk and smoke together while walkingk to the bus stop. Came straight home and had juz finish bathing. Off to fb to check some new stuffs le. BYES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-1190413619691488371?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1190413619691488371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=1190413619691488371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1190413619691488371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1190413619691488371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/chinese-exmas-2dae-and-was-damn-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-6310693478702158240</id><published>2010-04-29T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T06:16:25.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Came bac from lib. Sch time kena drag until 2:45pm thn can go off. Went to KFC wit Stanley,Glenn,Suria and Brendon. Bought food and tok crap over there. Thn we all started toking horny stuffs. Brendon go say GST is not Goverment Service Charge, GST = Grab Squeeze Twist. LOL! Suria laugh until like siao. While i was eating the salad Stanley go say twist until like skipping rope. Thn puke some salad out of my mouth, Glenn puke ice. lol! Thn Suria keep laughing non-stop.Suria went bac to sch first While the rest of us went to mac to buy ice cream. Took bus 240 and saw Suria agn, Went to JP together. Suria went home, Glenn, Stanley and I went to carpark to train our dance steps. Brandon went there aft tat wit his leader. Glenn and brandon spark then me and Stanley down there burn paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S9mBChxceMI/AAAAAAAAAgY/nu1KxkyvQE8/s1600/DSC01685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S9mBChxceMI/AAAAAAAAAgY/nu1KxkyvQE8/s320/DSC01685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465541503216285890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S9mBdYKn3WI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Ko3XS9unDZw/s1600/DSC01686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S9mBdYKn3WI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Ko3XS9unDZw/s320/DSC01686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465541964494003554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Went off to mac to meet Teguh. Thn went to buy ciga. Off to lib to study for awhile for 2morrow exam. Chinese paper haiz. Driving me crazy. Go into fb now bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-6310693478702158240?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6310693478702158240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=6310693478702158240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6310693478702158240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6310693478702158240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/came-bac-from-lib.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S9mBChxceMI/AAAAAAAAAgY/nu1KxkyvQE8/s72-c/DSC01685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-777318355420905693</id><published>2010-04-29T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T09:26:39.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Juz bac from work. So tired. Mon went to mac then superbowl wit Liqing and Wanfang. Lols Ramizah oso there to crap and the xiao didi. I blanjah meals for them and bowling. Nice uh! I can say i deprove on my bowling, Liqing and Wanfang both almost like all gutter lidat but Wanfang still better thn Liqing coz she first time plae.Went out slack wit Wanfang. Wa the timing drag until 10+ then go home. Me lor my fault keep sayin later. My pattern lidat 1 ma. She say she 8 muz reach home in the end so late go home. Reach home wanted to type out the lyrics for Wanfang and Ziqing but too tired nv write. 3 plus in the morning thn sleep coz trying to get my voice bac. Sore throat ahhhhhhhhh. Went out wit Teguh yesterday. Meet JP smoke awhile thn come my house staircases there to smoke. Today go sch Wanfang found out i smoke. Tks to Nick la, he go say "Aiya u muz quit smoking la, like me i alr quit" -.- WTH!!!! He say out loud sial. Super unhappy after tat coz Wanfang emo. Recess time smoke wit Shiori in the class. After sch went to smoke wit Si Tian, Brendon, Joel and Jason. Thn off to work. Damn tired now off to bed le byes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-777318355420905693?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/777318355420905693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=777318355420905693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/777318355420905693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/777318355420905693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/juz-bac-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-4186628657080845759</id><published>2010-04-23T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T09:21:14.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2dae day was like shit i can say. Recess Wan Ting nuer come find me and Wan Fang. Crap.... thn after tat go bac class. After sch went 399 wit Wan Fang and the stupid assholez. Print and bought stuffs liao go blk downstairs. Totally sick like hell. Asthma was wth!!!! Went home took some time to rest and get bac to sch to get my headset from nuer thn off to work. Shafiqah went there. Thn i serve her. lols! Thn she go tok crap. Zenneth oso there -.- he keep buying food. Go die la. Came home bout 11 plus lidat. Bath and facebooking. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I can say i sibei buay song the assholez. Knn, wan be noisy during math lessons. Eh ar u a teacher? No rite? If no thn dun comment so much about the mistakes tat teacher make. So wad u ar pro thn me or Wan Fang? Eh tink carefully la hor u got tuition we dun hav hor. U better shut ur bloody fucker mouth up before i punch u agn. I hate to wate my energy punching ppl. U ar the first one tat make me use force on u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-4186628657080845759?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4186628657080845759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=4186628657080845759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/4186628657080845759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/4186628657080845759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/2dae-day-was-like-shit-i-can-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-5050308822532627742</id><published>2010-04-12T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T06:45:54.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Sunday starts work at 3pm. Bout evening lidat saw Shiori, Guanfeng and Nick -.- They stand there watching me wth! Until 9 then punched out. Went to Sheng Siong to buy sweets and chips for today in Lit lessons partying LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Today  math lessons go com lap. Do the VLTrek. Then English teacher teach how to write letters. Recess then Bio. LOLS! Huixin and Stanley crap bout the pic of the villus. Looks like lj with hair. Home econ teacher wan kp me agn -.-" Lit lessons pon wit Shiori and went to meet Yee Ann then off to JP. Go find Guanfeng and Nick at the Kids Amaze. Off to Arena next and was like sianz. We wan plae pool but the rules is no slipper. Guanfeng and Nick wore slippers. Planning to go bowling but it didn't open -.- Bac to JP walk walk. Guanfeng and Nick tinking bout camping and flying kite. Thn crap around. Seperated to buy ice-cream and off for home. So sianz now do hw and plae fb at the same time bb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-5050308822532627742?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5050308822532627742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=5050308822532627742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/5050308822532627742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/5050308822532627742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunday-starts-work-at-3pm.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-426158582181218355</id><published>2010-04-07T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T07:47:27.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Damn tired. Juz came bac from skipping and waveboarding wit Wanfang. Bio lessons were boring. Slept and when teacher wake me up, i keep staring at the clock for the time to quickly pass by. Media lit was boringggg. Recess went to hall wit Wanfang and Ziqing. Then SEL do puzzle tingy. LAME! Yingxuan and me keep hitting each other's leg or back. English almost doze off. Chinese after tat and i kp the teacher. Keep putting up my legs juz coz i wan write on leg. Then kena 2 teachers. Shoot the teachers wit logic word. They seems to hav no brains. Mac after tat and set off to skipping and waveboarding. At last Wanfang mastered her basic for waveboarding within 1 day. N1 *claps*. Leg now muscle cramp. My leg muscles pop out liao. Train more i guess i will be like Stanley's leg. Goin off to fb now byes =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-426158582181218355?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/426158582181218355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=426158582181218355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/426158582181218355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/426158582181218355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/damn-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-3982160585028960875</id><published>2010-04-05T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T07:27:51.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Today morning went sch go home econ rm to put my ingredient. Thn Miss Cheng tok to me. She caught my earsticks agn. zzz. Math lessons was ok but 2dae i tink Miss Lim more fierce i oso dono y. Btw be4 math lessons start, Wanfang phone kena confiscate tks to ZIQING! Wth she no brain isit? Pian pian wan on tat timing go borrow her phone. She can go GO to call her mother de wad. WTF. Mdm Wang say aft sch thn return her. English didnt bring storybook. TY Guanfeng lend me his storybook but he kena. -.- Thn he say he alr staying 2dae for late coming detention LOLS! Recess went for dance prac. ok i can say Wanfang bcomes better. Bio next thn Home econ. Kena caught earsticks agn -.- Wad is rong wit her keep aim my earsticks o.o Lit next and hav "picnic" in class lols. After sch go find Mdm Wang wit Wanfang. Thn guess wad? Mdm Wang lost her phone -.- I can do nth but see her cry and comfort her. I feel heartache when i see her cry. Went to lib wit Wan Ting nuer aft tat. Thn Wanfang started crying agn in the lib T.T Went to canteen thn me and Liqing keep trying to make her eat. Send Wanfang home. Saw Peiwen and Yingxuan oso boarding the same bus. In the bus i was like damn fed up wit Ziqing. I totally goin berserk. When goin alight i heard Yingxuan say "Aft a hundred of yrs we are still in the bus" LOLS. The bus too slow liao ba. Went up Wanfang house outside. Thn chat dono how long be4 she go in. Went JP aft tat to check the price for PSP. I lost my PSP last yr T.T Juz realise the newest PSP is PSP3000 it cost $400+. N1 i do 2 months job can get liao lols. Came home downstairs to top up my phone thn sms someone. Reach home bout 8 plus. Plan to slack and plae fb be4 calling Wanfang. Thn when i call her, her sis say she sleeping o.o GG.COM Nth to do and continue fb. BTW i haven bath =P Go bath now BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-3982160585028960875?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3982160585028960875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=3982160585028960875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/3982160585028960875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/3982160585028960875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-morning-went-sch-go-home-econ-rm.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-9098364076429147788</id><published>2010-04-04T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T07:45:23.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Back from supermarket LOLS. Went to buy stuffs for 2morrow practical. 2dae meet up wit Wanfang, Mingfang, Huixin and Ziqing. LOLS starting joke around then after tat start moving on. Taught Wanfang and Ziqing first. Thn see them learn until like veri jialat but still got abit hang of it. Wanfang i can say worse one. She felxy cannt flexi thn ask her stiff she cannt stiff -.- Then after tat teach Mingfang and Huixin. Me and Huixin keep touch each other LOLS. When playin around, I go carry Wanfang. Almost fling her to the bac o.o Luckily i got control my strength -.- Went 399 and thn off to JP wit Mingfang. Thn reach there Mingfang say she wan go home thn i say go lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Sry Mingfang uh. Juz now mayb whn i tok like not happy coz i too tired sry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Get home and went to supermarket. My day ends here. BYES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-9098364076429147788?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9098364076429147788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=9098364076429147788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/9098364076429147788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/9098364076429147788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-from-supermarket-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-540080527840787175</id><published>2010-04-01T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T07:32:03.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;31/03/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Yesterday SEL lessons saw Mingfang cry =( Her family situation was almost same as mine. After sch training for today's performance. Train until siao and is last min de. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;To: Mingfang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Hey ah girl, adults stuff we may not noe. But we cant coz of their prob and turn our own world upside down rite? We still hav to live on. Times does not wit for us. One min one sec we muz treasure the time. We cannt slow down coz of tis prob. We muz stand on our feet and face the obstacle in our life. Wish i wont see u cry agn =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;From: Ah Ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/4/10&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Today went Greenridge Sec for compeition. I can say the whole ting cock up. WTH! Tks to someone.... First time the ppl put wrong song but luckily we hav a second chance. Then second chance we cock up. Wad is the prob?!?!?! Now we juz can pray hard tat we can go into the final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-540080527840787175?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/540080527840787175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=540080527840787175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/540080527840787175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/540080527840787175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/310310-yesterday-sel-lessons-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-699595497056538282</id><published>2010-03-30T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T06:37:19.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Day was partly happy partly sad. Morning go sch. First step in the class, Ming Fang shout my name. LOLS! Coz i put on headset then she scared i cannt hear =P Art lessons. Teacher tok tok tok... draw ourselves. I draw myself until like kns. Then bio. Went to PBL studio, saw Huixin like emo lidat T.T Recess Huixin company me go canteen buy food TY HUIXIN =D I bought nuggets, seaweed chicken and even BUN! hahaha! Back to class to enjoy food haha. Lit and chinese paper 1. Lit was ok i can say... Chinese dun nid ask oso noe confirm fail -.- Math after tat and was like all so easy coz learn be4. After tat chinese paper 2. wtf i onli do some ques the others i dun even noe the wordssss!!!! After sch went to bowling wit Nick they all. Actually Huixin goin de, but then coz shiori goin she dun wan go liao =( After bowling go meet Huixin and Mingfang at 399. Then they sit on one of the chair and drink bubble tea. Huixin disgusting sia, keep sticking the pearl to her teeth and then say she got tooth decay -- lols. Then they pei me go buy shoe for my work. TY MINGFANG &amp;amp; HUIXIN =D they spon me money to buy de leh. Say bye to Mingfang, then Huixin pei me go wait for bus. We at bus stop chat, listening songs and sing. haha! Is a nice time spending wit her coz we both crap. LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;To:Huixin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Mei got anything muz tell jie. Dun keep it to urself. Whenever u ask me a quest. I always hav a fear in my heart tat u will be gone. Do u noe tat i'm worrying for u? Although u tink ur pain will be taken away when u die, do u hav a thought for me? I will be feeling pain in my heart. U ar not alone my girl, u still hav me and Mingfang. I will always be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;From: Ah Ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-699595497056538282?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/699595497056538282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=699595497056538282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/699595497056538282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/699595497056538282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-was-partly-happy-partly-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-6521701705677617201</id><published>2010-03-27T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T09:04:38.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Bloggie dead for days. Wed pon sch went out wit fwens. Go lan plae cabal and do siao ting. Drink, taret and swallow. T.T Thurs pon agn. Meet Huixin,Roy,Guanfeng and Nick at JP. Went out of Jp 2 taret. WTF! I'm crazy. Laughing almost every second. Didn't sleep for 2 nites. Chiong Cabal and swallow while playin. Tat makes me hyper =D Mayb I'm siao mayb I'm not. Fri pon agn. Same ting plae com -.- Now miserable. Trying to quit. But i still hyper i dono y. HAHA! mayb too much for me. LOLS. Not gonna sleep 2night agn coz cant sleep. Was feeling cold now but im perspiring. If im lucky i might live. Unluckily i dono wad will happen. Coz i dun even noe how 2 predict. AHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-6521701705677617201?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6521701705677617201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=6521701705677617201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6521701705677617201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6521701705677617201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/bloggie-dead-for-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-7052235477269495504</id><published>2010-03-20T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T07:53:40.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;My blog gonna be dead bloggie. Juz scroll through all the favourite singers and found some interesting videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Britney Spears' Womanizer video)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I at last found the official video. LOLS! She's naked in tis video o.o i juz realise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GD1s798m4bE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GD1s798m4bE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;(Britney Spears' Naked Toxic video)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was trying to find the song Toxic then found tis video. WTH!!! I tot she got a official video for tis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NkoijBc7D2I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NkoijBc7D2I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;(Lady Gaga - Telephone ft. Beyoncé)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Gaga's new video Telephone. Tis song ROCKS MAN/WOMAN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GQ95z6ywcBY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GQ95z6ywcBY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;(Kesha's Blah Blah Blah video)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This songs is nicest among all of her song to me. BLAH BLAH BLACK SHEEPIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/WQlywX1aIkUWQ5BE"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/WQlywX1aIkUWQ5BE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" allowscriptaccess="always" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;nth post liao so byes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-7052235477269495504?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7052235477269495504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=7052235477269495504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7052235477269495504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7052235477269495504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-blog-gonna-be-dead-bloggie.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-3817690829712783302</id><published>2010-03-15T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T09:51:46.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Yo bac! Fri stress up after sch. Cause heard sth. zzz forget it. Camp till sat. Runnin around takin photos. Slept in the air-con rm tat night. So shuang. Cousin came to my house yesterday to help me put the ram. At least now audi not so lag le. Last time lag like can die lidat. Juz quarreled wit mum. Tis time the quarrel more jialat. I even say tat i dun wan 2 see her and shouted at her to get out of the house. She say im onli a child and hit my head. I got fed up and claimed tat im a teenager not a child anymore and i hav the rights to ask her get out. Now trying to cool down. YAO SI YAO HUO IS MY CHOICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-3817690829712783302?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3817690829712783302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=3817690829712783302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/3817690829712783302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/3817690829712783302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/yo-bac-fri-stress-up-after-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-9063408732992777275</id><published>2010-03-10T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T07:09:04.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;2dae kena shoot by Miss Cheng again! T.T What's the problem of me being a retainer? I'm still a human leh. My ear sticks kena caught by her. Zzzz. Chem and HE retest after sch. Copy chem coz i didnt even go study. Went off 4 LG after tat. Played games, listen musics and bla bla bla... Shared testimonies and do devotion. Reach home the next thing is com!!! Start with audi then Sudden Attack. I juz bought @cash yesterday! WOOHOO! Off to audi byes! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-9063408732992777275?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9063408732992777275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=9063408732992777275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/9063408732992777275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/9063408732992777275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/2dae-kena-shoot-by-miss-cheng-again-t.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-2414943553389863333</id><published>2010-03-09T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T07:13:53.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;It seems like my blog had been dead for the past few days. Got pink form. So suay! Haiz i cant imagine wad my form teacher will tell my father. Yesterday cried TKS TO MY STEAD! He neither reply my sms nor my call. WTH! Then when he msg me he claimed "Sry, i juz got bak my phone." -.- his phone kena confiscated by his parents. LOLS! 2dae sch was boring. Nth really fun to do. Morning went to sch and told Huixin bout wad happen then she say my stead no future lols. Cause he is alr 16 and still kena confiscate phone by his parents. Ziqing came to me and tell me Wan Fang not coming sch. English lessons doze off. Didnt really do a single work. PE played handball but i dun wan plae plus abit not well. Recess did something, kena complaint to Wan Fang by Ziqing. STRESS STRESS AND MORE STRESS!!! Kailing become cheesefries and Yingxuan become fishball :B Math doze off again. Miss Lim ask me meet her after lessons and she gave me alot of questions to ans -o- After sch went mac wit Spencer, Hongyu, Stanley, Roy and Guanfeng to have lunch. LOLS! Hongyu kena cheated by Spencer. Spencer go do the 'heat' tingy. He added curry sauce, chilli and mayonese. Then he say got 'heat', Hongyu really go test got heat anot. Hongyu's hand landed on the sauces as Spencer go smack his hand. Went back sch 2 hav FBJ training. Pass Wan Fang her homework and sat at the stairs to get some refreshing. Went lib to fan air-con LOLS! Reach home at 6 plus. Off to bed! BYES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-2414943553389863333?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2414943553389863333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=2414943553389863333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/2414943553389863333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/2414943553389863333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-seems-like-my-blog-had-been-dead-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-8720734157139939310</id><published>2010-03-04T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T07:20:26.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;1:20PMJuz finish my bath. Pon sch 2dae. Went to Ah Vin's house to slack then go lan 1 hour. Went 2 polyclinic wit Ah Vin. He 2dae pon his army camp siol. He oso go buy mc. Waited for more than 1 hour be4 its my turn. Went back to Ah Vin's house to bath,then lan agn. Played audi wait Shiori. HAHAHAHA! I being trash. Aiya long time nv plae liao nub diao le la. Went to find my mother 2 get money in the afternoon. Saw ZhiYang wit his mum, on the other side his mum was wit my mum o.o Chat wit ZhiYang for awhile. He was my good fwen when we were young. His mother was oso a thai. Went back to sch 2 pass mc and get math hw from Miss Lim. Saw Peixia and Vanessa there cutting paper. Then go help them. Went to canteen and saw my baobei nu er. Her mum was behind her but luckily she nv look at the direction at us or else i can't do the family stunt. Came home after that and started auding agn. I dun tink i wan go sch 2morrow agn. Although the lessons was until 12.15pm, I haven finish my science. I nv copy finish!!! I rather pon sch than teacher's nagging. Sign off here le byes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-8720734157139939310?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8720734157139939310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=8720734157139939310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/8720734157139939310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/8720734157139939310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/juz-finish-my-bath.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-9189640145981333965</id><published>2010-02-27T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T03:01:29.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;2dae went JP wit Wan Ting. Go pierce another hole on my left ear Pain sia! Bought the alcoholic sprayer coz mine goin finish. Went JP arcade nailprint machine, sit there and chat. Walk here walk there then after tat her mum called her. My right open hand waves back and fourth several times. Reach home at 5 plus. Nth to do but facebooking. I have to go for my dinner liao. Byes! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-9189640145981333965?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9189640145981333965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=9189640145981333965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/9189640145981333965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/9189640145981333965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/2dae-went-jp-wit-wan-ting.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-7338710605713690101</id><published>2010-02-26T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T05:27:31.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Having boring lessons 2dae. English lessons eating sweets and kena caught by Miss Lim. After sch dismiss slack around in sch for awhile be4 goin to JP for my ear holes. Coincidentally saw Stanley, Jason, Glenn, Keiyuan and Amirul in mac. Chat for awhile and then all seperate road. Waited for my mum for more than half an hour. My leg goin break! Pierce 2 holes on the right and 1 on the left. I tink 2morrow im goin out or else i'll be rotting at home. Continue my day by facebooking. BYES! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-7338710605713690101?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7338710605713690101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=7338710605713690101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7338710605713690101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/7338710605713690101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/having-boring-lessons-2dae.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-3359332465772680129</id><published>2010-02-25T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T04:02:57.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;I can say 2dae was boring,sad and weird day ._. Boring coz of hearing teachers' nags. Sad coz something. Weird when i came home. Was goin to buy food home to eat. Cross the road and suddenly got one Ah Pek riding on a bike saying 'Hi' to me and pass by me. I was thinking "do i noe tat Ah Pek?" WEIDO! Doin nth now. Wanted to do something 2 replace the pain in the heart but alr promised Wan Fang not to do agn. My life was LOCKED! nth to say liao, I'll end here. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-3359332465772680129?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3359332465772680129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=3359332465772680129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/3359332465772680129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/3359332465772680129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-can-say-2dae-was-boringsad-and-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-5980124232214954212</id><published>2010-02-24T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T04:54:56.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nth 2 do now. Swollen knuckles and bleeding arm. Is really friendship important? How i wish i was juz a simple-minded person. Always cheat myself. How stupid i am? I guess is super duper stupid. Nth to post. Bye.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-5980124232214954212?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5980124232214954212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=5980124232214954212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/5980124232214954212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/5980124232214954212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/nth-2-do-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-2645478045179170153</id><published>2010-02-22T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T05:01:15.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Today was boring. All the lessons teacher was toking crap and i sit there blur blur listening.This morning was unhappy nvm forget that. Went KFC wit Brendon, Ramizah and ... the gans family who i oso dono wad i tink of them now. Went JP to buy Wan Fang's stuff and then went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Now i onli feel like staying in one corner in the darkness where no one cares. Is there any prob wit me or u? Y dun u shoot me as much as u wan. I've been shoot by ppl alot of times liao. My heart hurts now. I feel like breaking down. See me jokes and laughs in class or wit u but did u noe tat saying tat im happy took me less than a sec. Letting the heart heals could takes more times? I say i dun wan to care but i dun mean it. U ar in my heart, i treat u as my sis although we ar not blood-related. I juz wan to say i really care for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;What is wrong wit my mum. I alr try my best for my test liao. At least i get 10/20 for lit, I pass! If she tink she is smarter than me then go take the test and get full marks la. Noe how to say nv show.At least this yr my marks is better then last yr leh. Keep comparing me wit other ppl's child. If u tink other ppl's child is more smarter then ask them be ur child la. Why wan me be ur child and get the nag from u. Not even my dad nag at me. He onli say muz work hard. Why cant u juz understand my feeling. I could say u hav no brain at all =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-2645478045179170153?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2645478045179170153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=2645478045179170153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/2645478045179170153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/2645478045179170153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-was-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-1286393115814807631</id><published>2010-02-19T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T06:02:15.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Forget to put alarm clock and slept until 6.45 tis morning. Worst, mother nag -- hack care her la. Harriel was oso late haha =D Both of us chat while waiting to go bac class. English and Chemistry lessons played scissors, paper, stone with the slapping of hands. My hand got rash now and is still veri itchy. Chinese lessons was crap. Sit beside Wan Fang and tok crap. (I'm always toking crap!) Tok bout horoscope and stupid stuffs. HAHAHAHA!!!! I've got my dongdong =P After sch was in the canteen chatting wit fwens when Wan Fang sms me tat she go KFC. Went KFC wit Grace to find her. I sip 2 or 3 sips of wad my gans family and ziqing mix ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S36ZcAgmnEI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/A0bJ2M_tdtM/s1600-h/DSC01265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S36ZcAgmnEI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/A0bJ2M_tdtM/s320/DSC01265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439954106362272834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S36ZMTEzQBI/AAAAAAAAAgI/mG7u8Ah96x8/s1600-h/DSC01264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S36ZMTEzQBI/AAAAAAAAAgI/mG7u8Ah96x8/s320/DSC01264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439953836468027410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S36Y2cwXgnI/AAAAAAAAAgA/27gfLtGCb1A/s1600-h/DSC01263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S36Y2cwXgnI/AAAAAAAAAgA/27gfLtGCb1A/s320/DSC01263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439953461109555826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;I can say the taste was quite sort of weird. The chilli taste so sweet. Abit feel like vomiting after drinking it. Went back to sch wit the same ppl in the KFC. Li Qing and Wan Fang went off to take their bac and didn't come bac -- Separate wit Ziqing after tat coz she goin home and I'm goin 4 my cca. Went JP to buy Wan Fang's assessment book. My bag was rather heavy today so i was carrying the books on my hands. Came home and quickly went to bath so tat i could apply cream on my hand. Now my hands looks weird wit the spot tingy. Wish it heals by 2morrow =[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-1286393115814807631?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1286393115814807631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=1286393115814807631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1286393115814807631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/1286393115814807631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/forget-to-put-alarm-clock-and-slept.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S36ZcAgmnEI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/A0bJ2M_tdtM/s72-c/DSC01265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-6542047798753039510</id><published>2010-02-18T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T05:21:02.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Today super tired. During math lessons doze off abit. At last get back math and chinese test paper. Pass my math but failed my chinese. Chinese was the worst and i have alr noe wad will happen even before it happen. Went to KFC wit the FBJ group and another one guy from 2c. Back in school to have FBJ training, seniors came. Joke and jump wit us. Went to JP slack. Stanley saw Mr Ng, then he go tell the seniors then Amirul go pass the all the equipment to stanley lols. I ran off too =P Reach home at 8pm plus and was tired. Was thinking no time to buy assessment book for Wan Fang haiz I'll buy it 2morrow == Now nth to do juz slacking in facebook. HAVE A GREAT DAY! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-6542047798753039510?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6542047798753039510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=6542047798753039510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6542047798753039510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6542047798753039510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-super-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-9030287270137002218</id><published>2010-02-13T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:40:04.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Is 2plus in the early morning now. Dun feel like sleeping juz watch finish ghost movie =D 10am reach plaza singapura yesterday. Help sell flower. Was standing on a spot like a statue coz i dun dare to ask ppl buy. Slack at 3pm and 3.30pm went off. I onli hav fries for breakfast and lunch! Went to Suntec City to see wheather my Lady Gaga poster hav arrive alr anot coz i bought it on ebay and i hav to collect the item at the kiosk. Came home to watch ghost movies and plae facebook. Zi Qing tok to me in facebook sial. Chua tio me. Played audition and went off to grandma house. Get some ang pao =D Came bac home agn to bath and watch ghost movies agn. I tink i should watch more ghost movie when it's at night coz more scary haha. Gtg plae my facebook agn le. byes=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-9030287270137002218?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9030287270137002218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=9030287270137002218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/9030287270137002218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/9030287270137002218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-2plus-in-early-morning-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-5690750463402188859</id><published>2010-02-12T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T06:11:05.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Tired tired tired. Leg pain liao la! Having english and science in the morning. Can't the teacher give us a break? 2morrow chinese new yr liao leh 2dae muz relac de ma.Met the seniors at 10.15am plus. Rehersal one last time before the performance start. The jacket the hair keep dropping and sticking to me. IM ALLERGIC!!! AT least when i wear is not so jialat as yesterday coz Yingxuan help me pluck the hoody's mao. Thks uh =D I was sweating even be4 the performance start. The hoody thick liao ba. When our turn to perform the first thing we stand on the spot and my leg was trembling quite abit. When finish performance i was super happy coz NO MORE JUMPING! =X i got stage fright tats the reason -.- When i was jumping got ppl shout my name -- Make me more pressure. Right after the celebration over, came straight home coz my fwen say she go out of the pri sch liao.Was bored at home played facebook's Mafia Wars. I'm goin off to plae Mafia Wars agn -- byes =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-5690750463402188859?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5690750463402188859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=5690750463402188859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/5690750463402188859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/5690750463402188859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/tired-tired-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-6915434405315225329</id><published>2010-02-11T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T06:55:46.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Tired todae and boring. Kana scolded by Mr Tham for the 4th times. WTH! He always aim our class de siol. Everyone stand up still can tok. Who will care bout the old guy. Felicia scare me sia. Stand behind me and shout at Ziqing to shut up -.- FBJ training after sch tired me out. Change of formation to prepare for 2morrow's performance. Jump until now my leg pain. Muz tahan 2morrow liao. Next i wanted to say.... I want sleep!!!! bye=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001483598198841569-6915434405315225329?l=lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6915434405315225329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001483598198841569&amp;postID=6915434405315225329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6915434405315225329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001483598198841569/posts/default/6915434405315225329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-gaga-rocks-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/tired-todae-and-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Agnes Uzumaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569090305145756330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pzMtdwFbJZA/S3Kk9jmB46I/AAAAAAAAAfA/jnHpLNYW0Hs/S220/20064_1345992090531_1253147033_31013122_1465958_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001483598198841569.post-4325035728652574007</id><published>2010-02-10T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T06:55:01.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;This is the first blog of this yr -.- Today teacher try to kill my brain cells. Make me chiong for my history paper. Math test after sch make me hav a brain stuck. Went KFC wit Brendon. Saw lisha and Jervelle there. Keep saying me and brendon together. What's the prob wit goin KFC wit a guy fwen for lunch? -.- 2 more days to CNY perofrmance haiz. Tired of everything. Even lazy to study for test. 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