<?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-6037634</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:04:10.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;the pointed finger&gt;</title><subtitle type='html'>[ in the mug, the bubbles are dead.  in my world, my life is dead ]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>285</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-109367284338994197</id><published>2004-08-28T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T14:00:43.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Movedhayy peeps. finally. alrights. ive moved.HERE!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/109367284338994197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/109367284338994197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#109367284338994197' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-109357419686861301</id><published>2004-08-27T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T10:36:36.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fcuk-edi'm practically screwin g my whole life up now.screw me, someone.the prelims..a stone's throw a away. and fcuk-ed up me, is still idling my fcuk-ed up time away. gee. and the best thing is i'm not even doing anything about it. yayy.//applause//how the bloody hell am i ever gonna get to SAJC? sheesh.ok. and i just got back my lit CA. in e com lab now. havin some lit lesson. and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/109357419686861301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/109357419686861301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#109357419686861301' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108894577121025171</id><published>2004-07-04T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T20:56:11.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FreeAnd do you still touch her like you doKissed all over in the way I kissed with youOr when you sleep with her do you sometimes think of meNot if you love her the way that I seeI Had to be freeHad to be freeIt's all that I wantedI wanted to seeWanted to beAlone if I neededI Had to be freeHad to be freeFrom feelings that hauntedI wanted to seeWanted to beFreeAnd then in the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108894577121025171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108894577121025171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108894577121025171' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108893947029474729</id><published>2004-07-04T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T19:11:10.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah NetHAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY LANETAR QUEK YU!!!!!!yupps. today's the good day of a very very dear fren of mine, lanetar quek yu. turns 16 today. hmm.this girl.wonderful person. great personality. great sportsmanship. great character. great humour. great talent. great person. great friend.great everything la. hurr.1/8 of dFarm. little chickie. sibling of white and black chickie. ahahkx.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108893947029474729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108893947029474729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108893947029474729' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108893550157003771</id><published>2004-07-04T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T18:05:01.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Go Dig Your Ears//screams// CL Os = a sure need to re-take. sigh. silly listening had some soothing musik that put me into a deep slumber. and which made me wake up feeling like a blur dodoh bird. sigh. i swear i barely knew how to do the paper. ew. disgusting.bloody hell.off the bugis fer breakfast with kurly jarmee and ameal. was hungry but didnt eat. lol. instead accompanied jamie to "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108893550157003771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108893550157003771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108893550157003771' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108877371044168135</id><published>2004-07-02T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T21:40:33.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>R.E.A.P.k. u know what?i shall not update today. as in..i'l type tmr...kinda..erm...yah.let's just pretend today's 0207 alrights [[it's in fact 0307]]?Now, what about project R.E.A.P. day. //rubs chin//. Had superbly slack-ish lessons in the morn before prep and all. Amath was “im-such-a-sloth” while chem was pretty much like “when-on-earth-will-the-minute-hand-actually-reach-9.30?”. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108877371044168135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108877371044168135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108877371044168135' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108868550306245484</id><published>2004-07-01T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T20:38:23.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gay-nessright. school was super slack today. as in fer me. jean and me were practically laughing erm the whole day. lol.phototaking. stood next to fana again. hehh. so funny. the candid one was so FUN! i became erm...//rubs chin// elvis? with joy's shitcrap glasses and fake side-burns. lol. hehh. i swear lanet looks EXACTLY like elvis. oh and wani too. //chuckless//ah. last year together. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108868550306245484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108868550306245484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108868550306245484' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108868344725227158</id><published>2004-06-30T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T20:04:07.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Re: I'm Sorry//im speechless//ok. im sorry.how on earth am i gonna write a 1000word apology letter? //scratches head//.10words can?hehh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108868344725227158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108868344725227158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108868344725227158' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108857983656790568</id><published>2004-06-30T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T15:17:16.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I am such a Neh. I admit it. -nods- I am very very very very very very very very very very very very very very sorry to LH&amp;SH. I sincerely apologise and hope to have the honour to treat them to lunch tomorrow. SH&amp;LH - okay?I, Lim I-Ting Stefanie, promises to eat the cookies regardless of what ingredients that have been added. I promise never ever to make them waste their precious time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108857983656790568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108857983656790568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108857983656790568' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108850282639663305</id><published>2004-06-29T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T17:53:46.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lifeit's such an ambiguous word. Life.when one speaks of Life, does not the word Death come alongside with it? these two words are in a package, right?just what is life? is it about living? is it about going to school, mugging our brains off, taking "irrelevant" examinations, making frens, watching movies, shopping, playing? what IS life?how about death? what is death? when ppl die, can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108850282639663305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108850282639663305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108850282639663305' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108833869144963472</id><published>2004-06-27T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T20:18:11.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow[[think : Annie, the Musical]]. lmaoanw, tomorrow's the day. YES! //clenches fist//. ah right. i cant clenched my fist due to my poor swollen-at-the-lowest-knuckle-pinky. hurr. there's school tmr. and im gonna attend that chaotic place in my green uniform..dress..pinafore bleh. all unprepared. not much work done during the JuneHols. shucks.Os. Os. Os. Os. urgh.and...ive yet to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108833869144963472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108833869144963472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108833869144963472' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108823967209501842</id><published>2004-06-26T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T16:51:17.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Schoolright. just got my upcoming term's [[which so sadly occurs in say roughly 33hrs time]] schedule. it's pretty bad. the bad subjs are mixed with the good subjs. and that is not good. cos that wld only mean that my day is...well...pretty spoilt. sigh. owell. i'll make do with it. =). even week's schedule's worst than odd's. gosh. we only hav three periods of MT [[ok. fine. so CL Os are over.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108823967209501842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108823967209501842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108823967209501842' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108816983691506465</id><published>2004-06-25T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T21:23:56.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Clock's Ticking My Time Awaywhy do things that make me go envious keep popping out in front of my face.darn.and the clock's ticking yes. and here i am. doing nth.wasting my fcuking time.how wonderful.i wish...i wish..i had someone with me now. seriously.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108816983691506465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108816983691506465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108816983691506465' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108816543333061781</id><published>2004-06-25T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T20:10:33.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pulls Hair [[what hair?]]!!!//whines// NOOOO!!!! it cant be...........according to alicia, apparantly my right pinky [[yes the one that hurts like crazy]] is a sprained poor pinky.sigh sigh sigh.i shall list down my sprains.1. - my left big toe [[dont ask me how. ive got no idea either. all i know that it was real swollen and extremely painful.2. - my right ankle [[while playing ball</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108816543333061781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108816543333061781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108816543333061781' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108816146842734643</id><published>2004-06-25T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T19:04:28.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Keyboardit feels nice to type. i like typing. just as much as i love writing. just give me sth to type/write about. actually im crapping here. hehh.my pinky still hurts.i wonder how's lanet and corn. //rubs chin//.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108816146842734643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108816146842734643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108816146842734643' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108816034360526022</id><published>2004-06-25T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T18:45:43.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Friday//screams// last friday before a brand new hectic chaotic shitcrap school term resumes. oh my. hav gotta start working hard, study hard, study smart //nods head vigorously//. cant slack anymore [[are u sure, stefanie lim?]]. ah. someone has to be there to give me pressure and stress. urgh. hmm //rubs chin//.ok. the title is retarded. it sounds like some typical kindergarde-primary </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108816034360526022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108816034360526022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108816034360526022' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108809819123681044</id><published>2004-06-25T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T01:29:51.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ride Me On Your Wingsi feel lonely. i feel lost. i feel as though everyone's leaving me. ok, im not trying to gain any sympathy or anything. im just typing out what im feeling.it kinda hurts when everyone starts saying negative stuff about you. well, not at first...but once everything starts piling up...you'll start to feel this tremendous heavy load on you. and you'll start to crumble.and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108809819123681044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108809819123681044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108809819123681044' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108808787757396053</id><published>2004-06-24T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T22:37:57.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At The Courtright. played ball today. kinda slack. nth much. ah. laura rocks my world. lol. tootsie neh-nehh she. hurr hurr. yc and kc are so funny. gosh. and corne's good. everyone's like praising him. ahahkx. can u imagine him playing agnst yc and kc. sigh. and yes...cornelyus won. wow.//applause//lanet joined us after her physio //shuns// ew. her wound. ew. i was so freaking afraid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108808787757396053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108808787757396053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108808787757396053' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108800914253195626</id><published>2004-06-24T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T00:45:42.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>03 06 04alrighty. it's a saturday. and im gonna head down to watch deb play. HA! shes so gonna crash. hehh.IJTP vs IJstT. st theresa's. ew. hate the ballers there. ok, cept fer KD. ah. where's KD??? owell. ijtp better trash theresa's man. the cdiv ballers hav got faces that seem to have "hay-you-over-there-you-feel-like-slapping-my-face-go-ahead" plastered on it. sigh.ok. and on that day, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108800914253195626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108800914253195626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108800914253195626' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108800842069473764</id><published>2004-06-24T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T00:33:40.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where Are Your Eyes Grown At?oh gosh. seriously, i think that guy's taste are getting frm bad to worse. ok. not taste. let me try, desire? temptation? urge?yes. those three words seem to fit the "you-hit-the-wrong-button" category. //shakes head//take my dear prisch friends, TKC n YYC. oh gosh. //faints//. nvr in my entire sixteen years of existence hav i experienced or known such fellow </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108800842069473764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108800842069473764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108800842069473764' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108799696654387765</id><published>2004-06-23T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T21:22:46.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Charmedah yes. i had just watched Charmed. yes, the Charmed Ones. on cable. hehh. and i seriously think that Chris is really cute. hehh //blushes//.//rubs chin//charmed by the emu meat i ate fer lunch today at some hotel opp raffles hotel [[looking arnd fer frowns]]. yes, emu meat. it's kinda nice actually. my sis had ostrich. sigh. and wow, thanks fer the tip, mom. well, my sis and i didnt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108799696654387765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108799696654387765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108799696654387765' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108791788005725518</id><published>2004-06-22T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T23:24:40.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pleasureschem class was so fun. lol. silly daniel fergot that we had chem today. hurr hurr. mrsC was relating to gera miriam and me bout her trip to the states.one word : HOT!!!ahahkx. poor mrsC.owell. organic chem again. hurr. didnt hav test. phew //wipes sweat//. wasnt prepared fer her random qns anw. had this icy feeling down my spine when she stared real hard into my eyes when i cldnt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108791788005725518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108791788005725518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108791788005725518' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108790509056474585</id><published>2004-06-22T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T19:51:30.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grrrok. right. sth's wrong with my tagboard. i seriously do not know what.owell.i shall just post my msges here. just in case that silly baby boy comes to read my shitcrapblog.THE FOLLOWING IS REFERRED TO SILLY BABY BOYhurr. you shld know who u are. bleh. anw. eh. hav got impt qns that seek your wise answers. lmao. owell. yea. where are you?? i dun see you online. anw. see ya online aft</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108790509056474585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108790509056474585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108790509056474585' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108790383919985899</id><published>2004-06-22T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T19:30:39.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shooshsuper duper tired. dont wanna go fer chem later. hav got test too. urgh. if i dun perform up to standard, mrsC's gonna kill me. sigh.my gramps making a hell of a noise. gurgling her phlegm. well, it sounds like that. cos shes screaming and theres this gurgling noise. gross. i hate that sound. and shes talking. well, shouting rather. and that obviously results in her choking. coughing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108790383919985899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108790383919985899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108790383919985899' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108783686716874605</id><published>2004-06-22T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T00:54:27.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Unforgettableah. fcuk. i just had to see/come across sth that i ABSOLUTELY prayed, wished, hoped that i wldnt come across.urgh.and that stupid face just had to come along with it.and im falling all over again.i hate it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108783686716874605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108783686716874605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108783686716874605' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108783034149694550</id><published>2004-06-21T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T23:05:41.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Roll Aroundhmm. deb's pretty pissed bout her bball. first match commencing 2906, tuesday. ah. wanna go watch. but hav got tuition. shld i skip it to go see her? hmm. //rubs chin//. dunno why she's condemning herself, saying tt shes not a good player. i think she is lah. ok fine. im in NO position to comment bout basketball. but yea...as an ONLOOKER. shes pretty good.agile.but even if shes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108783034149694550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108783034149694550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108783034149694550' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108782927825287441</id><published>2004-06-21T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T22:53:23.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh! How About That?bangkok. woah. four years since i last stepped foot in.i shant go day by day. too much to talk about.anw. raffles' class food is SO much better than first class. sigh. owell. watched 50firstdates on my flight there. ah. cldnt finished watching it. hehh. yepp. frances jie told us funny stuff bout ee-ee. as usual lah. the ultimate Blur Queen. hurr. headed to Baiyoke Sky. ah</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108782927825287441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108782927825287441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108782927825287441' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108780257489112348</id><published>2004-06-21T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T15:22:54.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jus for laughs..hope steff doesnt kill mi after she sees this.. haax.`SLEEPYhead))</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108780257489112348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108780257489112348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108780257489112348' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108748392491065202</id><published>2004-06-17T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T22:52:04.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OVCHINNIKOV - russian gkoh my goodness the russian goalkeeper is so thick-headed. fancy him being a goalkeeper yet was unable to observe and follow the most basic of the rules. he happily steps out of the box and used his hands to catch the ball. WTH. anyway, i'm not a fan of russia. but still, its infuriating that russia should employ such a LOUSY goalkeeper. ah, BARTHEZ with his sexy head is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108748392491065202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108748392491065202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108748392491065202' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108744458143414184</id><published>2004-06-17T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T12:00:02.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Someone was jus tellin lies when she said She wasnt gg to miss anyone. haaa. too bad she aint gonna see this till she comes back. which is lyk.. uhm.. 210604? its a looooooong wait. =]`SLEEPYhead))</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108744458143414184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108744458143414184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108744458143414184' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108739727416169053</id><published>2004-06-16T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T22:47:54.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wavesbye Losers. hurr.ok. bye Losers who actually come to read this piece of shit //gestures to this entire blog//. actually, NO ONE reads this. lmao.i'll be back soon. in the meantime, i'll leave my pieceofshit to my collegues //points to the two other Heads//. yes.keep it alive.will NOT miss anyone. hehh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108739727416169053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108739727416169053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108739727416169053' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108739238710171414</id><published>2004-06-16T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T21:26:27.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Newapplause to my wonderful cousin //points to the entry below//. ahahkx. she helped me ALOT man.hurr. thanks girl//winks//</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108739238710171414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108739238710171414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108739238710171414' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108738480863626741</id><published>2004-06-16T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T19:20:08.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blah.I'm bored.I'm her cousin.She's going thailand.i'm sad.heh.-the cousin-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108738480863626741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108738480863626741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108738480863626741' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108730124011805295</id><published>2004-06-15T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T20:07:20.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Wanna Play, Play It Wellok. played ball fer four hours today. woah. fine, minus off the resting time and the laughing, mayb about 3.5hrs? still long. hehh.tried persuading jamie to come aft tuition, but apparantly she already discussed with deborah, trico they all. URGH. owell. met ting-ting at int while waiting fer corne. and oh gosh, she doesnt even recognise me! hrmph. so much fer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108730124011805295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108730124011805295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108730124011805295' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108721658892838148</id><published>2004-06-14T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T20:44:24.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Far And Beyondwhy does NZ seem so fun to fana? no fair. i didnt hav much fun over at NZ..//slumps//hrmph.okidokes. anw. tmr will be a GOOD day. well, hopefully. tuition at 8.30am. hurr. so funny to hear ppl's reaction bout tuition time. hehh. argh. owe fana breakfast. hmm. owell. actually, 8.30 isnt that early right? hmm.gonna play ball tmr. stupid mel and stace dont wanna come. phae's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108721658892838148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108721658892838148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108721658892838148' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108720932997172943</id><published>2004-06-14T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T22:48:24.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heyyy. Hmm. I dont know why I'm here. JUST TOO BORED. The holidays are killing me. The HEAT is killing me. SIGH. Stef, How did you ever get over your NZ trip. I MISS IT TERRIBLY!! -sobx- Wish I could turn back the hands of time.... :((Ok. Btw, My photos are up Stef. Hmm. Thanx for arranging tuition at EIGHT THIRTY AM tomorow! =P You owe me breakfast arh!! Nah, its ok. Haha. Emaths right? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108720932997172943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108720932997172943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108720932997172943' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108713819092947139</id><published>2004-06-13T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T22:49:50.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bend It Like Beckhamok. why not try, Speed It Like Iverson? hehh. yes. anw, watched tt show today while eating erm //counts// four popiahs. hehh. mommy made it fer me. woohoo.great show. and boy, that guy's cute. ok, not really but I LOVE HIS EYES! hehh. what's his name again? jonathan sth. yea. anw. talking about GUYS //cough//. stupid xx and shermin. actually it's shermin lah. stupid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108713819092947139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108713819092947139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108713819092947139' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108705397448049416</id><published>2004-06-12T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T13:39:39.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GOODNESS ME.I am here to announce that Stefanie Lim I-Ting not only loves me and SH, there's a GUY in the picture too!Like, I'm so jealous. AHAHKX! [[ its not blackmail ]] SHY lil Stef denies everything just cos she is SHY. Well after all, she is a girl you know. [[ duh ]] hehh.-LH- __ shermin XIAO LAO PO</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108705397448049416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108705397448049416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108705397448049416' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108703998065858080</id><published>2004-06-12T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T19:33:00.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Orange Ball Black Linesah. so embarrassing!!! hmm. really, im just an INVALID person on court. hehh.anw played ball today. yes yes. i know im supposed to clear my 15cm thick pile of papers, sort them out. but hmm...was tempted and gave in to the temptation. played with ra, yc n kc. gosh. u know, even tho it's my first time seeing yc and kc play. OH MY! //faints//. i can just bloody stay </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108703998065858080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108703998065858080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108703998065858080' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108701569433341810</id><published>2004-06-12T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T12:48:14.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bitchurgh. that bitcy two-faced-hypocrite sha hui is such a pain in the ass. urgh.ok. im watching this chinese drama show called erm //rubs chin// peach girl? yea yea.urgh. how much i hate that girl. hmm. i wonder if there are really any girls just like her in the REAL world. i bet there are, no doubt bout it.anw, look, the sun is SO good. hmm. jie asked me to go bloopbloop. i wanna go, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108701569433341810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108701569433341810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108701569433341810' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108697123860477144</id><published>2004-06-11T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T00:27:18.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Head Clubhay. no fair. i must find sth to call you. a long name. hmm.//rubs chin//you gundusamypathu-tootsie-nehh²-losey-wosey-gooey-nincompoopsie-person-you.ahahkx! mine's longer. hmm. just lemme see whether i can memorize that. hehh. anw. this woman here "hacked" into my blog and "bombarded" my wonderful and peaceful blog with her entry. ahahkx. nah. jk. she was too bored. so gave this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108697123860477144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108697123860477144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108697123860477144' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108696903563277605</id><published>2004-06-11T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T23:52:30.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay I'm so proud of myself for lengthening HelmetHead's erm, STATEMENT?!TOADIE POOPSIE KOO BODOSAMY KAKU!and and!! I'm still working on making it loonger. =p oh anyway. HH wasted my time in finding a certain GMSS on friendster just cos she was looking for a certain somebody [I WONDER WHO?!] and ended up not being able to find that somebody. ahahkx. oops. also, there's her P3 crush to talk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108696903563277605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108696903563277605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108696903563277605' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108693544739901272</id><published>2004-06-11T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T14:30:47.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fools Rush Inhow i hate myself. influenced. influenced. INFLUENCED!urgh.why cant i just concentrate on my studies, get my butt into a jc, instead of drowning myself in dreaming about sth that will never happen. allow me to emphasize again...NEVER happen!!! so, why not i get myself up and going, get my face into my books, get the knowledge and results up my ass and get myself into a goddamn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108693544739901272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108693544739901272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108693544739901272' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108687960319720026</id><published>2004-06-10T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T23:00:03.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Verbal Attackthe word "attack" reminds me of "attack like a wave, defend like a wall". nballies erm. motto? hurrhurr.anw. it didnt take me really long to realise that i usually do things without thinking. yes yes. come on, what's new. but i didnt know it wld hav terrible consequences.hmm. //rubs chin//im such a hypocrite. actually not. two-faced rather. actually not. im rather...like a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108687960319720026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108687960319720026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108687960319720026' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108686905305691446</id><published>2004-06-10T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T20:04:13.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Black ChickieJamie Lim Jingmei is officially 16. hurrhurr. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAMIE LIM!!!!well, she wasnt really any excited or different today, even tho it's her bday. she even came back to school to train the jnrs. hmm. where on earth can you find such a great snr and a bballer //shakes head//.anw. rachel and i were tryin so hard to hide the bday msgs frm her. stupid jamie, keep on walking</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108686905305691446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108686905305691446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108686905305691446' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108677582705117259</id><published>2004-06-09T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T18:10:27.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's A Rainy Day//sings// rain rain go away. hehh.it's been raining since i was doing my emath Paper1 in the avt. brrr...cold...cherry and me were shivering hehh. guess cos we were both sitting under the air-con. anw, emath paper was ok i suppose. was doing it really fast, and of cos, there WILL be careless mistakes. urgh. left two qns blank. sigh.got back prog rprt. shit man. failed THREE </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108677582705117259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108677582705117259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108677582705117259' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108671003272677803</id><published>2004-06-08T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T23:53:52.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Numbers, Numbers And More Numbersok. today's a math day. had amath in the morn. was kinda fun. cos YeoMH made us come up with our own spring test qns. YB, donna, Jeann and me were like "ok. let's come up with sth really chim". and all the square root, cube root shit started poppin out. hmm. and we "chopped" this really huge "UNSOLVED" word there. hehh. good ol' YeoMH said that he wld use OUR </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108671003272677803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108671003272677803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108671003272677803' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108662234525224905</id><published>2004-06-07T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T23:44:52.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>N.O.Y.B.it stands for None Of Your Business.just hopped my way out frm the combined blog of xx and shermin. i shant call them Loser Inc anymore. hmm. im a matured human. yes. hay u might nvr know, im a Loser myself.//chuckles//it's really funny, to see people arguing over this out-of-the-world issue - HAIR. //scratches head//. right. hair.anw. tried to make peace with ah...cant help but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108662234525224905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108662234525224905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108662234525224905' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108662137606893745</id><published>2004-06-07T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T23:16:16.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ever Busyyes. why am i so ever busy. i nvr seem to be un-busy u know. my after school life is such a routine. really. not that i go home. i mean, i do, going home is part of the routine, actually it is the END of the routine.my parents say i treat them as though they are dead. i dun inform them of where im going. i dun tell them that i go out after school. im sec4. fine. they are still my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108662137606893745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108662137606893745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108662137606893745' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108653946051632535</id><published>2004-06-07T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T00:31:00.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alwayswill i always be here and there for people?will i always be the same me?will i always be the one who's talking so ever loudly?maybe.will they always be around me?will they always think me as their friend?maybe.u know what. life IS really fragile. u never know what's coming up next. i mean, say, one moment, everything seems to be working out really fine and WHAM...everything's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108653946051632535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108653946051632535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108653946051632535' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108644060257839705</id><published>2004-06-05T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T21:03:22.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Come Home Safegoodbye siti farhanah Bte abdul G.goodbye Debre ang Hiang Wen.will miss u two loads.//hugs//</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108644060257839705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108644060257839705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108644060257839705' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108644044099058030</id><published>2004-06-05T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T21:00:40.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Memories, Think Great Memorieswatched //in a british accent// harry potter today. quite nice. yea. enchanting. i must admit that //in a british accent// harry potter is indeed quite charming. hehh.sigh. now i wished i had magical powers.flying on a broom.FIREBOLT.right steff. bought Underworld. watched it. it's cool to be a vampire too. hmm. half vamp, half werewolf.nice.gg swimming</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108644044099058030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108644044099058030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108644044099058030' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108643991310939482</id><published>2004-06-05T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T20:51:53.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wedding Bellscongratulations to Kris Ng and Mohd Taufiq!!!they are now...ONE!lmao. great day yesterday. although, VERY tired. and. sigh. had a terrible migraine. puked. luckily yvonne had panadol. phew. saved my life. and yes. tt few sips of //pukes// coke. btw. someone aka REGINA has a crush on bernard aka the security guard [[ well, to regina, at least ]]. actually, good bernard is </summary><link rel='edit' 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to bring with them to nz. well, at least i hope they do bring it there, to remind them of me! =).all three of them better take good care of themselves. fana and debre dearests &gt;&gt; do take care of urselves. train hard, and of cos, enjoy the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108627857279338346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108627857279338346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108627857279338346' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108625726056274214</id><published>2004-06-03T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T18:08:23.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pandora's Boxi think i opened it. actually, not necessary to think; i DID open it. and im currently finding a way to close it.how?good qns.found myself roaming in sch waiting fer chem to start aft lit. oh lit. what about wonderful Literature. i got an F9. yay. why not u all non-losers cheer fer me. oh gosh. how the hell am i gonna pass my Os and head to //cheers// SAJC? hmm. 9/25. wow. im</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108625726056274214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108625726056274214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108625726056274214' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108619633927944145</id><published>2004-06-03T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T01:12:19.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boxedoh how much i hate it when i change to another site. what an awful box. ew. anw. how's my new template?hehh. i like it. except fer tt brief introduction before it enters the site and tt brief exit when it exits the site.gross. shall change it. soon.wth am i doing here when ive got classes tmr. classes.i dread school. come on. it's after CL Os!but playin ball with natY tmr. yay. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108619633927944145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108619633927944145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108619633927944145' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108619483512206669</id><published>2004-06-03T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T00:47:15.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Incessant Little Maggotsthey are so persistent. no wonder they're deemed as Losers. it's been pretty long since i last had "enemies" who go "up against" me. right. im complimenting myself that i DO have attn. owell.anw. bout these two little teeny weeny persistent irritating ...what's tt word //snaps//...ah..nauseating maggots...yes yes. what about them. read my tags! think civil war in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108619483512206669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108619483512206669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108619483512206669' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108618667763761980</id><published>2004-06-02T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T22:31:17.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And Your Point Is?please do goddamn spare me.so what the hell is wrong with the Losers Inc. here they are taggin'. right. ok at least this shows that there are ppl who actually read my blog.take it is a compliment steff.RIGHT!maybe you people out there cld go take a peek at Losers Inc's dl. one word. LOSER. [[ like u arnt, steff ]]Losers Incbtw. last samurai is good. and ive yet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108618667763761980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108618667763761980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108618667763761980' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108608920785973334</id><published>2004-06-01T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T19:26:47.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Feel So Sickand and. i fergot. one superbly impt thing that happened during the stefanie-not-bloggin-fer-years period.//drumroll//LoserHead aka LoserHead alongside with her dearest not-loserhead-but-still-a-loser BEST [[ emphasized ]] fren are the proud stalkers [[ right word to use? ]] of a very young and innocent and not fergetting //cough// dark person aka Je. that's the nick, the code</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108608920785973334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108608920785973334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108608920785973334' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108608630876422269</id><published>2004-06-01T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T18:38:28.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanksanw. great thanks to FELICIA LIN YANLE and TAN YEN CHYI.lol.anw. my hair. looks. like. a helmet?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108608630876422269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108608630876422269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108608630876422269' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108608623169214388</id><published>2004-06-01T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T18:37:11.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why?hail to Queen Stefanie! //applause//. right. anw. my niece is SOOOOO cute! ahahkx. hvnt seen her in SOOOO long and here she is, at my place, talking. her words are so clear! so cute! esp the way she says the word "hello". lmao.anw. tan YEN CHYI. what's with the Lim I-Ting? i know my chinese name is really nice. but...u dont hav to exaggerate right? hehh. cl Os were shit. gosh. i swear ive</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108608623169214388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108608623169214388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108608623169214388' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108576180377187518</id><published>2004-05-29T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T00:32:30.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NEHEH! i'm bored. finished updating mine. so here i updating for lim i-ting! she must be busy mugging for chinese o's on monday. im here relaxing... thinking of what to do tmr... heh. oh. i guess lim i-ting had a wonderful dinner at raffles hotel huh. best tasting pasta. hmmm.. i had the best tasting soya bean milk... VITASOY! i'm tired yet i do not want to sleep... oh wow. ah sam just came </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108576180377187518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108576180377187518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108576180377187518' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108532688913011532</id><published>2004-05-23T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T23:41:29.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Retro is GoldenHell-lo. Stefanie's IE is down. So I thought, why not? HEH.Yepyep, Retro is Golden. I'm feeling retro (a more polite word usage rather than Old). Alert: Renaissance of Elvis Pressssssss-so genre! Large polyethylene round-round bling-bling ear-rings, topped with some really pertruding bee-hived hair, and some colour-clashing polka-dotted one-piece dress. Mamamia. Let's boogie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108532688913011532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108532688913011532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108532688913011532' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108532608684834874</id><published>2004-05-23T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T23:28:06.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stefanie is a goondu! AHA!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108532608684834874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108532608684834874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108532608684834874' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108469784263789123</id><published>2004-05-16T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T16:57:22.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You think you're on top and then it's all gone.I'm utterly disappointed with the screwed up system of TK**. 16 days to CL O Levels and they're trying to squeeze dry their unsuspecting victims of their brain juices. Really.. Can't we just enjoy some peace, away from vicious tests aimed to pull down our marks, and just, very diligently, catch up with 4 years of damned Chinese words? To Mrs L-Y:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108469784263789123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108469784263789123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108469784263789123' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-10832491445740745</id><published>2004-04-29T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T22:36:41.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>T.Y.C.07tan yen chyi. white chickie. shes really nice. really really nice. and funny. i wonder wot it wld be like if i nvr got to know her. it's like, my life wld be so "black" cos there wld be nth to make it "fairer". lmao. her laughter's really cute. and her actions. [[ think the spiderman ]]. lol.real smart. fast worker at math. gosh. wished i had her brains. really crappy. love her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/10832491445740745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/10832491445740745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#10832491445740745' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108306509739652983</id><published>2004-04-27T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T19:29:11.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Retributionfine. it exists. i believe it now.actually i shld have believed it when fana had her first sprain. she laughed at me. and the next day. wham.and now. she sprained her ankle today. i laughed at her. hehh. and hmm. see wot happens to me. but...this bloody freakin' third sprain in 6 weeks is stupid. i mean. how the sprain came about.just by simply walking. on a grill covered drain</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108306509739652983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108306509739652983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108306509739652983' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108289424899864524</id><published>2004-04-25T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T20:01:39.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I See Love And Beauty All Aroundtan yen chyi : u know wot? everytime i think about ur //rubs chin// shui2 shang4 piao1 rite. bloody hell. i'll burst into laughters man.cldnt imagine that YOU even did that. lmao. u shld go audition fer some martial arts flick. hehh. i'll make sure that i'll be the first one to get ur autograph. =)and that reminds me. ive yet to get //bursts into laugther// </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108289424899864524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108289424899864524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108289424899864524' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108281458284387071</id><published>2004-04-24T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T21:53:52.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Taps ChinnatY was late. being the nice me. i offered to wait fer her at her bus stop //grins//. met monik and jus on 32. anw. CL listening was crap. gosh. im so gonna fail. sigh. i cld see the ends of debreh's hair stickin out frm where i was sitting. and the dear lims were sitted in one row..with kai tian separating jamie and me. sigh. yay. i managed to //rubs chin// shed some wt fer debreh. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108281458284387071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108281458284387071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108281458284387071' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108272252579322918</id><published>2004-04-23T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T20:19:34.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Way I Lead Itis there sth wrong with the way i want me life to be? okay. fine. there is. i admit it. im such a despo rite. as u ppl [[ the ones who ACTUALLY read my blog ]] can see frm my tag-board. i just love making frens. it's irritating rite. yay. i finally irritate ppl. actually i hav been irritating ppl all the time. only that they dont tell me that im irritating them. cool. other</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108272252579322918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108272252579322918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108272252579322918' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108247038190326605</id><published>2004-04-20T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T22:17:06.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Burning Rageokay. i did wot i intended to do today. ignore. avoid. shut up. but it was really difficult. hmm. //rubs chin//. cldnt take it. so yea, went back on my er...goal? owell.and some person //cough// just had to piss me off again. i just dont get the fact why some ppl //cough// dont understand the statement "stop it". it's so irritating. so freakin' irritating. urgh.bitches.anw. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108247038190326605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108247038190326605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108247038190326605' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108238486231740238</id><published>2004-04-19T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T22:31:45.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everything's Coming To Lightyay. finally, ppl are expressing wot they REALLY think about me. the truth hurts. really. now i understand tt zong1 yan2 ni4 er3 word.loud hailer's a great word to describe me. thx. wow. seriously i dont even understand why i even bother myself with the businesses of others. i shld have just freakin' listened to my parents' words. wise words "mind your own </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108238486231740238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108238486231740238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108238486231740238' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108237815633847015</id><published>2004-04-19T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T22:32:43.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Con Spiritocombined today was great. it was the only combined tt i was super enthu bout. u know. taking down the bowings. all last minutes work. sigh. but everyone was talking, yakking away, oblivious to mr lee's existence as well as wendy's continuous sshh-ing. well, even tho i was msging, at least i wasn msging when mr lee was directin at my section or when it was tutti rite. //rubs chin//</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108237815633847015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108237815633847015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108237815633847015' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108229596716579896</id><published>2004-04-18T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T21:50:54.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rubs ChinGuilty Fly &gt;&gt;  hay. thx fer bloggin fer me man. but er, i cant see ur pic. hehh. yea, i agree bloggin's sick in it's head. hehh. no worries btw. im not mad. =)owell. watched scary movie1 yesterday at keli's place, again. hehh. so gross, sick, disgusting, funny, gross..did i mention sick? owell. yea. it's gross. lol. had pizza fer lunch. and i owe ppl money. sigh. poor me. watched </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108229596716579896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108229596716579896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108229596716579896' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108229011422592414</id><published>2004-04-18T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T20:13:50.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE Mozzarella MeltMamamia. Only for $3.90!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108229011422592414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108229011422592414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108229011422592414' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108211445252073366</id><published>2004-04-16T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T20:19:00.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Laughing Out Loudive come to another conclusion today, other than the fact tt basketball rocks, which i knew pretty long time ago. hehh.ANW.BERNICE LOH SU-YUN rocks too. well she doesnt really rock. mayb it's cos shes superbly blur. gosh. i can just die frm over-dose of laughter jus by sitting next to her //shakes head//. let us draw more cartoons and come up with stupid names okidokes? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108211445252073366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108211445252073366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108211445252073366' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108203840400464633</id><published>2004-04-15T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T22:19:52.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Glueive come to a conclusion. and that is that on a humid and warm day, the best is to pespire. dont ask me why. but to me, i think the feeling's pretty good, when u pespire and u sit under the fan in the classroom. but of cos the bad thing is tt the pespiration doesnt go off totally so i'll end up feeling superbly sticky and tts when nadz's wet ones come into action. lmao.anw. reached school</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108203840400464633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108203840400464633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108203840400464633' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108194173638432569</id><published>2004-04-14T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T19:26:12.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thumps On Tableit's so hot. gosh. so humid. i was on the verge of "sweat-monia" in school today. esp since i played ball during recess. //shakes head// everyone was fanning themselves during CL lesson. lol. and of cos mrs L had her beloved fan with her. hehh.owell. YEA! i got a new fone. on sunday. a N3100. hehh. owell. at least it's better than my samsung Bluei rite? sigh.school is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108194173638432569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108194173638432569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108194173638432569' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108186816841439489</id><published>2004-04-13T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T23:00:02.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>killing two birds with one stone. totally!keeping what alive? this blog of course! it's sucha boring day today. i swear. the moment Sec 4 Life [yes. Sec 4 Life] started, all of us seemed to have lost the energy. Either that or everything's gone to studies [which are not reciprocated by our results, or lack thereof].Right. So you've guessed it right. We, the Sec 4s, have every right to be called </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108186816841439489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108186816841439489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108186816841439489' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108176642475219888</id><published>2004-04-12T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T18:47:54.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Juniorthis entry is dedicated to my ferever lovable and funny jnr, wong bimin. hahh. see ur BIG name anot?anw. today had string sects. kinda funny. took bim's tic tac. ate almost er //rubs chin// half of it. hehh. owell. told u to keep it away frm me. see lah. //wags finger//. yepp. then walked arnd third floor to lemme see "some-one". lol. sects was crappy as usual. gossiped. everyone was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108176642475219888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108176642475219888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108176642475219888' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108161049628625289</id><published>2004-04-10T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T23:25:27.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passionwatched Passion of Christ. //rubs chin//. owell. and i found out tt the two bloody bitches...one of them is apparantly OKAY lah. and the other. is SADLY called RACHEL. urgh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108161049628625289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108161049628625289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108161049628625289' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108161047568020881</id><published>2004-04-10T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T23:25:06.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passionwatched Passion of Christ. //rubs chin//. owell. and i found out tt the two bloody bitches...one of them is apparantly OKAY lah. and the other. is SADLY called RACHEL. urgh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108161047568020881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108161047568020881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108161047568020881' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108160871975304965</id><published>2004-04-10T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T23:02:59.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beautiful Life//nods head// yepp watched this show today, at keli's house. it's a great show. and yesh fly, it's really touching and sad. //rubs chin//. keli's house is practically like our hostel man. //hugs keli//. hehh. anw ate spaghetti cooked by our very own chef, li keli and chef wannabe, jamie lim. also not forgetting, amelia soon. lmao. tyco fly and i were jus lazing arnd. and tan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108160871975304965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108160871975304965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108160871975304965' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108149058407319819</id><published>2004-04-09T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T14:06:53.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aiyahmy dearest SARAH NG LI NA is down with fever.urgh.wheres my sushi?!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108149058407319819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108149058407319819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108149058407319819' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108148928136809932</id><published>2004-04-09T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T13:45:10.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On Courtwatched the nball match yesterday. had lunch at kallang KFC with keli, tyco, fly, lanet, jamie 'fore tt. keli had to go to the dentist so the rest of us headed to kallang nball court. hmm. we were kinda basking in the sun watching TKG nballers doing their warmup. kinda cool. saw this butch frm some IJ school. she REALLY honestly looks like a guy. gosh. yepp. watched the match. we were</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108148928136809932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108148928136809932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108148928136809932' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108133829203991632</id><published>2004-04-07T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T19:48:38.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Replywow fly. yesh tts her. The Honourable //cough// fly. lmao. okay fly. i get ur pt. u can just come "update" my blog as and when u like. yay. giv it some life with u funny bunnies hopping around. hehh. i doubt anyone reads my blog btw, if u wanna know tt is. ANW...this fee lee feh leh here. sigh. wot can i say bout her.actually, shes undescribable. too many positive things to say </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108133829203991632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108133829203991632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108133829203991632' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108126727772869722</id><published>2004-04-06T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T00:05:36.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rollllling!hithis is The Honorable FLY. my idea of blog-hopping is NOT visiting other people's blog BUT logging onto other people's blog and write about MY day.apparently, i'm on one of my "blog-hopping" spree now.this entry ain't gonna be about my day. instead, i'll use it as a placard.people who i've "blog-hopped" includes Yankee's, and uh... yes! Stefanie's!.Right. so that's only 2! But hey</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108126727772869722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108126727772869722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108126727772869722' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108126172442868491</id><published>2004-04-06T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T22:32:29.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Explodesim speechless.btw. tt cutsie snail was so cute and TEENY! named it gary. gah.owell.chemistry tuition totally rocked. was laughing most of the time. lol.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108126172442868491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108126172442868491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108126172442868491' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108106279374754592</id><published>2004-04-04T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T15:34:03.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chompsok. YESTERDAY &gt;&gt;woke up super late and thought tt i was gonna be late fer CA but phew, my hair was such a great "thing" and yea. managed to go to school on time. //thanks to melissa's car//. hehh.EL CA totally chokes. i had to rack my brains to lengthen my summary. was practically re-reading the passages over and over and over again. managed to pull it to a 155. //wipes sweat//. anw. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108106279374754592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108106279374754592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108106279374754592' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108090883941945893</id><published>2004-04-02T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T15:36:07.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sweat It Outsports day today. so hot...ahahkx. but i hope i did get a tan.natY was super crappy as usual. mdm khoo was SO funny. lmao. shes peranakan too. =)the runs were great. JAMIE GOT INDIVIDUAL CHAMP! feel so proud of her //grins// she practically sprinted her 4by4 cos she was last runner and her class was kinda lagging...she was running against debre somemore. gosh. she caught up. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108090883941945893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108090883941945893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108090883941945893' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108073930958703125</id><published>2004-03-31T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T21:25:26.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>URGHwot the hell is wrong with me man? my sis says cos i dont do sports often then out of the blue i start playing ball. my ankle's weak and tts why i sprained it again, so easily.it's the second sprain within A MONTH!?the previous one wasnt even healed...sigh.ok. maybe it's not even a sprain. owell.who cares.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108073930958703125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108073930958703125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108073930958703125' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108056824616599071</id><published>2004-03-29T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T21:54:20.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alwaysi realised that theres no pt thinking about it.im just a coward.all talk but no action.xinyu's msg cheered me up. stupid girl her. meanie. SEE i told u shes a meanie. hrmph.&gt;&gt; thanks to all those who were there fer me yesterday. my dearest sister, my wonderful cousin. thanks to all those who were there fer me today. my dearest fana, my lovable lanetar, sweetest yasmin, huggable </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108056824616599071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108056824616599071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108056824616599071' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108048233513860706</id><published>2004-03-28T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T22:02:27.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Silencei dont get it. FOREVER u know. they only condemn me based on that fcuking remark. "She voices her opinions and gives her views easily in class and maybe a distraction to the class"im not the only one. look at OTHER ppl in my class. DO THEY GET THE SAME COMMENT AS ME?!hell no. at least I DONT THINK SO.u know wot. even if i get good results. a 10 fer my L1R5...as long as i have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108048233513860706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108048233513860706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108048233513860706' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108045616494487405</id><published>2004-03-28T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T14:46:17.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rolls Eyesi so hate my life. im a bad girl rite, in both of ur eyes.fine.since im such a burden and such an eye sore. why dont i make things easier fer the both of u?u two dont have to do anything at all. just sit back relax and enjoy the show.i'll just make myself scarce.oh great. EVERYBODY IS AGAINST ME!WOW. thats pretty...usual in fact.all the more ive gotta be gone.i'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108045616494487405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108045616494487405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108045616494487405' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108045628063199295</id><published>2004-03-27T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T14:49:13.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fly Me To The Moonamath was shit.wanted to play nball with fana but shutters were close. lmao. i won fana. ahahkx. yea, in the end went to court to play bball. shes pretty good man. lol. owell.and jamie was sorta "scolding" me cos i msg-ed her. ahahkx. i didnt know her fone was in her pocket. hehh.headed to keli's house. slacked. ate. mashed potato with butter is nice. ahahkx. esp if u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108045628063199295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108045628063199295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108045628063199295' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108012611744187803</id><published>2004-03-24T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T19:05:25.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JumpsCONGRATS TKGS NETBALLERS!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108012611744187803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108012611744187803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108012611744187803' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108012607546043598</id><published>2004-03-24T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T19:04:43.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JumpsCONGRATS TKGS NETBALLERS!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108012607546043598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108012607546043598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108012607546043598' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-108004242420716975</id><published>2004-03-23T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T19:50:29.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All's Well Ends Wellis that the correct phrase? //rubs chin//anw. everything seems to be fine. we talked. finally. honestly it's pretty [ read : very ] difficult fer me not to actually not talk to fana. considering that i always used to practically go "FANA!, //waves" every 10 minutes. lmao. and i had to CONTROL myself. hehh. such a magnet lah she. but owell. it's also difficult fer me not to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108004242420716975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/108004242420716975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#108004242420716975' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-107996304136864850</id><published>2004-03-22T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T21:47:25.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As She Saw Itmet jamie on the way into school. silly her. dont know wots the use of saying that she combs her hair when she adds "a little bit only" at the end of her statement. sigh.made my way to my classroom, ON THE FIRST FLOOR!!! ok. that was pretty redundant but yea owell. kinda lonely being on the first floor, with only 4/8 and 4/2 being the only sec4 classes on the first floor. 4/2's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/107996304136864850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/107996304136864850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#107996304136864850' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037634.post-107984878835422868</id><published>2004-03-21T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T14:03:11.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Art Of Self-Defenceok. im falling in love with tkd all over again. hehh.i will go back to trng after i get well. hopefully im allowed to. sigh.gosh. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/107984878835422868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037634/posts/default/107984878835422868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingfoam.blogspot.com/index.html#107984878835422868' title=''/><author><name>StEfaNiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499503172439948456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
