<?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-8095410</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:22:49.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come along, follow me as i lead through the darkness.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</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>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111428035331796080</id><published>2005-04-24T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T21:26:01.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!!Everyone the person writing all this now is not e-van(my princess) but me guoyi!i got her permission to write update de wor!!=p hee.i love her so much!!haha although alot of things happen to us recently but we still manage to pull through..=) i am so happie to be with her,miss her so much after she go home..Yesterday i didnt get to see her because she went for her gathering with her Church frenz..She Sung!!!haha.i feel so proud wor dear!!I miss her for the whole day maybe she don believe but nvm..Dear exams is coming soon.you'll have to work hard ok??I will also try my best de !!=D&lt;br /&gt;Don always think that i don love u worx!!Cuz u're really the ONLY ONE i LOVE!!!!hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far we have been together for 2 MONTHS already!!U told me tat this is the longest relationships u had..but actually tell u something worx..,It's also my longest relationship i ever had!!hee x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear i hope u will Treasure the Tasmania i bought for u for our 2nd month anniversary although on tat day i wasnt very happy..think i told you Why liao!!haha i will always be HAPPY n try not to be so easily sensitive or jealous okie..?Think i write too much liao must be very boring...GYHAHAHA xp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111428035331796080?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111428035331796080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111428035331796080' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111428035331796080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111428035331796080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/04/helloeveryone-person-writing-all-this.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111375212147198321</id><published>2005-04-17T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T23:35:21.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i'm back blogging.. its like i don't own a blog anymore. i mean who cares about blogs nowadays already? in fact, i don't really come online ever so often anymore. i just come when i feel like it. now, i'm gonna start with the normal procedure, the happenings around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been hanging around with HIM, luthfi, zul, umar, atiqah &amp; asyur nowadays. playing pool, going out to town. so fun, haha. know what, i find that my typing skills are starting to deterioriate already. just because i haven touched the computer for ages. oh nevermind, who cares anyway. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my sister is starting up again,"E-van go sleep."&lt;br /&gt;then later she will say,"sleep!"&lt;br /&gt;then again, later,"NOW!"&lt;br /&gt;that's when i really off the computer haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la i got nothing to write already.&lt;br /&gt;high time for my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya mid-years coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;mug mug mug. this week is a real muggy week.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;i need to brush up on my chinese, art, SCIENCE.&lt;br /&gt;let's take it as all the subjects la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dumb! hell i'm getting stupider. ciaos. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111375212147198321?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111375212147198321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111375212147198321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111375212147198321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111375212147198321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/04/okay-im-back-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111288174546844578</id><published>2005-04-07T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T21:49:05.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyo kiddos!!! did y'all miss me? bet a hundred bucks you didnt! anyways, i've not been blogging for the last few.. weeks maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i cant possibly get ALL of it written here right? ya so okay, i'll just share with y'all what happened today yahhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during school: albert didnt come to school today!!! so it was two whole periods &lt;strong&gt;free&lt;/strong&gt;! he did gave us work to do lah. but who will do???? right? right?? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school: stayed back with matilda to "study". &amp; at the same time accompany her watch her ai ai play soccer. then after that went with HIM to long john's. then to bishan stadium to watch them play pool. not a boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to HIM: what's wrong with you?! i shouldn't have come online at all. i hate you forever too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111288174546844578?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111288174546844578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111288174546844578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111288174546844578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111288174546844578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/04/heyo-kiddos-did-yall-miss-me-bet.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111209440927292314</id><published>2005-03-29T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T19:06:49.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;super tired.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are heavy.&lt;br /&gt;my leg feels all jelly.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a jelly.&lt;br /&gt;i feel heavy.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i lost another kg.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;cos..&lt;br /&gt;cos..&lt;br /&gt;i walked home from bishan junction 8.&lt;br /&gt;which is super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;and super time-consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hereby conclude that today is a half/ and half-not shitty day today.&lt;br /&gt;confusing and happy.&lt;br /&gt;excitingly crazy and moody.&lt;br /&gt;so its all mixed up, all rolled into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have something i wanna say today.&lt;br /&gt;(in my opinion)&lt;br /&gt;i feel more flattered when girls stare at me.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cos when guys stare, they just stare.&lt;br /&gt;but when GIRLS stare.&lt;br /&gt;its filled with envy and jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;which gives me the boost of confidence in my graceful steps.&lt;br /&gt;makes me walk more proudly.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm done with the saying.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya and i cried.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cos the currypuff my father bought home was super uber spicy.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubbye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111209440927292314?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111209440927292314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111209440927292314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111209440927292314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111209440927292314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111201343027531431</id><published>2005-03-28T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T20:37:10.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the com in my eldest sister's room just cant get me into Msn messenger. what the hell..&lt;br /&gt;after downloading the newest version i cant log in. wahlau eh. but luckily, i have another computer in the studyroom. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw, my previous Msn nick was, "Jesus, jesus, jesus- friend forever. one day every tongue will confess you are God." i know, i sound very holy hor! haha&lt;br /&gt;today, i came home straight from school (for the first time). but i went to skizzors first. im rather irritated with my previous fringe so i got it trimmed today. BUT it seems like nobody in my house noticed until i told them. they believed me when i said i rebonded my fringe. hahahah!! for 55 bucks. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i dont feel like typing. tata!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111201343027531431?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111201343027531431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111201343027531431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111201343027531431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111201343027531431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/com-in-my-eldest-sisters-room-just.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111193378471996829</id><published>2005-03-27T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T22:29:44.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've not been blogging for two days.&lt;br /&gt;damn am i tired.. i missed the whole epsiode of 'Ruhua' today. i was rightin front of the tv but i could not keep my eyes open. what a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for worship prac on saturday, at the studio. not bad, fun and LOUD. i like the electric guitar sounds.. sound so damn cool. haha&lt;br /&gt;then went for capstans ball. i was so called the 'star player' ya know. know why? cos most of the time the blocker- john, was not there. and the other thing was, kenneth was our catcher. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and i tend to play better when im in a good mood. don't everyone? (: one of the newcomers(i think) asked me whether i was a volleyball player. ahhhh!! i felt so shiok. hahaha.. compliments and compliments followed by another. i feel soooo, like, perfect. LOL. haha&lt;br /&gt;went to downtown east after capstan's ball to celebrate joshua's birthday, my cousin. it's his 21st birthday. we had buffet.. the food was delicious and i got no idea why my mouth was so itchy that day. i know lah, everyday also very itchy right? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sang for today's youth service, easter celebration today. i sound so kiddo in the mic! i dont really like my voice broadcasted in a child's voice. like a kid trying to sound teenager. get what i mean? haha. oh yes, one last thing. this i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mic in the studio stank. stinko stinko. i accidentally like, sniff it. smelly!! haha but i had to pretend like as if nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats almost all. its really time for me to get my beauty sleep. i cant get online. dont ask me fucking why. lousy computer. alrritey, gootnitez sweethearts! peace. *oh ya and dream of me yah. you will definitely drool. wahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111193378471996829?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111193378471996829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111193378471996829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111193378471996829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111193378471996829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/ive-not-been-blogging-for-two-days.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111166716072826834</id><published>2005-03-24T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T20:26:00.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the eye 10 tomorrow. i cant wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its said that the movie's damn scary. which is so damn exciting!!&lt;br /&gt;and a bastard made my dear dear friend cry.. what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck!! im gonna 1 on 1 with that bloody bastard. jonana too.&lt;br /&gt;how can he treat her like that?! what the fuck man.&lt;br /&gt;im so pissed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you mark. FUCK YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111166716072826834?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111166716072826834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111166716072826834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111166716072826834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111166716072826834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/eye-10-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111158448066873211</id><published>2005-03-23T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T21:28:00.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's a wonderful day. (: for me.&lt;br /&gt;solved some 'this-kind-of-problem-cannot-solve-1' problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was fine. skipped 3 periods of art. boring, but in another way, fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;got caught by mr yeo y'know! but we ran away. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, something happened at home, that spoiled my wonderful day. sadded-&lt;br /&gt;but still happieee. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you lots too. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111158448066873211?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111158448066873211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111158448066873211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111158448066873211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111158448066873211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/todays-wonderful-day.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111149775543077434</id><published>2005-03-22T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T21:22:35.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for the very first time, i got nothing to say; no comments. so, just peace out. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111149775543077434?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111149775543077434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111149775543077434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111149775543077434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111149775543077434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/for-very-first-time-i-got-nothing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111140696443369907</id><published>2005-03-21T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T20:09:24.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School- boooring.&lt;br /&gt;i hate that "Back to School" phrase.&lt;br /&gt;now it high time i start studying. i got a very, very big feeling im not gonna do well for my n level this year. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school- i met him. and, haha ate kfc under that void deck. guess how much that 4 piece chicken meal cost. $14.95. yes, open your mouths big big. for a lunch?! without any drink to go along with it?! wahlau eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i said something wrong(to him).. im sorry.. really, im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i should just shut up these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that would be difficult, but, i'll try (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111140696443369907?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111140696443369907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111140696443369907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111140696443369907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111140696443369907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/school-boooring.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111131472125299206</id><published>2005-03-20T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T18:32:01.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was bad bad bad day for me. totally. BAD. and i was most of the time frowning and frowning too. early in the morning, i was sooooo tired yet i have to do ushering for the church. and i think ushering is volunteer. or is it scheduled that my cell has to the ushering? how come i never see other cell groups do it? arghh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after lunch i just wanna get home home home. my bed. my computer. my make-up sleep. my air-conditioner. my HOME. i really had no mood for basketball, or anything else. i rather that i took the bus than wait for my parents to bring me home. then guess what the fuck happened. that bloody bus broke down. of all days! why?! why?! why?!&lt;br /&gt;i had the cash to take the cab but i didnt wanna waste it. and i really didnt feel like stepping into another bus. and the worst thing is, i cried. yes, i cried. E-van Yeung cried on 20March05.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really really tired of my life. not that i wanna commit suicide la. but i really, really was exhausted today. maybe cos of the cocert yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's concert was great. the planet shakers concert. (: after the Word, i went to look for matilda at the back. then we went 2 rows up to find benja. we had a great time worshipping God. +Matilda's screams. haha(: jump jump jump. there was levin, benja, moses, me&amp;matilda, one other whitleyan whom im not sure what his name is. (: but anyways, we had a wonderful time. now i have aching calves due to all that jumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i wrote enough for today. NOW im tired. ciaos (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111131472125299206?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111131472125299206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111131472125299206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111131472125299206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111131472125299206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/today-was-bad-bad-bad-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111119575662671727</id><published>2005-03-19T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T09:29:16.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>home sweet home at last. (:&lt;br /&gt;i went with my family to malaysia the last two days. yes, the one i complained about in the previous post. it was quite alright, but i went there in an irritated mood. you got no idea how much i dread going there. for the whole journey to kl, i was sleeping all the way. im the MOST tired one in my family. i just came back from camp y'know! in malaysia also. so this whole of march hols its malaysia malaysia malaysia. no time to do school/homework or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the same time, i missed him sooooo much. even dreamt he was with me in malaysia. for a moment, i thought elin was him. lol&lt;br /&gt;so i msged him from malaysia. expensive hoh. but i just felt like telling him i missed him badly. awwwww* (: it's been a long time since i last missed somebody so badly. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's my 1 month anniversary. haha. going out with him later. BUT i have to go for the planet shakers concert at downtown east at 7+. what a killjoy. no lahhhh.. its for God. so its definitely not a killjoy. i love my father whom art in heaven. hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come, thy will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know lah. im starting up again. im not haolian-ing ok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is specially for jonana: sorry i thought that day when i called you was all a dream. then i came to realise its not. i was soooo tired. im soooo sorry!! dont cry over someone like that. he's bound to get a big big scolding from me. give him a wake up call, stop bullying my precious friend. what the fuck man. how do these kind of people exist?!! wtf wtf wtf. im so bloody pissed off. but never mind, jonana, your friends are all here to support you always, love you always. we love you!!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111119575662671727?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111119575662671727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111119575662671727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111119575662671727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111119575662671727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/home-sweet-home-at-last_19.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111119535043053245</id><published>2005-03-19T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T09:22:30.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>home sweet home at last. (:&lt;br /&gt;i went with my family to malaysia the last two days. yes, the one i complained about in the previous post. it was quite alright, but i went there in an irritated mood. you got no idea how much i dread going there. for the whole journey to kl, i was sleeping all the way. im the MOST tired one in my family. i just came back from camp y'know! in malaysia also. so this whole of march hols its malaysia malaysia malaysia. no time to do school/homework or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the same time, i missed him sooooo much. even dreamt he was with me in malaysia. for a moment, i thought elin was him. lol&lt;br /&gt;so i msged him from malaysia. expensive hoh. but i just felt like telling him i missed him badly. awwwww* (: it's been a long time since i last missed somebody so badly. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's my 1 month anniversary. haha. going out with him later. BUT i have to go for the planet shakers concert at downtown east at 7+. what a killjoy. no lahhhh.. its for God. so its definitely not a killjoy. i love my father whom art in heaven. hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come, thy will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know lah. im starting up again. im not haolian-ing ok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is specially for jonana: sorry i thought that day when i called you was all a dream. then i came to realise its not. i was soooo tired. im soooo sorry!! dont cry over someone like that. he's bound to get a big big scolding from me. give him a wake up call, stop bullying my precious friend. what the fuck man. how do these kind of people exist?!! wtf wtf wtf. im so bloody pissed off. but never mind, jonana, your friends are all here to support you always, love you always. we love you!!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111119535043053245?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111119535043053245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111119535043053245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111119535043053245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111119535043053245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/home-sweet-home-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111101607102224941</id><published>2005-03-17T07:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T07:34:31.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey im finally back from kota tinggi. status now: bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;why? i dunno. i miss my boyy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the camp was quite fun. first night, we sleep in tents but most slept outside instead. i didnt sleep.&lt;br /&gt;only maybe 15 minutes that night. for the whole morning(night), i spent it with my guy (:&lt;br /&gt;i just like the times i spent with him (: in the bus too; he was my partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so called the camera lady there. took so many photos. i cant write much now cos im going to malaysia again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why im in a foul mood. i really, really dont wanna go. but im forced to.&lt;br /&gt;HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF YOU WERE IN MY SHOES?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my stupid sister kept giving me the black, long face WHEN im in a irritated mode. this is so damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw, yesterday i planned to stay out till Very late at night. but, malysia. but, he had to meet his 'customer'. so early.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lar, i better stop typing if not later surely will get scolding.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna go!!! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111101607102224941?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111101607102224941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111101607102224941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111101607102224941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111101607102224941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey-im-finally-back-from-kota-tinggi.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111073042596881221</id><published>2005-03-13T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T00:13:45.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to my grandmama house just now. i slept 3/4 of my time there. =explains how exhausted i really am.&lt;br /&gt;church, today was alright. i don't really have much to say ya know. don't know why. anyw, im going camp tmr. stupid jonana, just now afternoon ask me to call in for conference tonight. then never update me to call who or when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elin help me stuff( and i mean it) evvvverything into my bagpack. just hope i can have that skill like hers to stuff all those back into my bagpack when i get home. shit i cant wait for the camp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, honestly. i see it as my first honeymoon. hahaha.. dont laugh at me!! cos he's going for the trip too. yayyy. haha&lt;br /&gt;saturday; i spent ALMOST the whole night with him. and thank you sooooo much for the two prezzies. the darn cute dolphin and that anklet. its hanging on my ankle now. haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is specially for you: (taken with lotsa effort from kian kuen's blog. specially for me k!!) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRY&lt;br /&gt;if a guy cries in front of you&lt;br /&gt;if a guy cries in front of you,&lt;br /&gt;it means that he couldn't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;if you took his hand,&lt;br /&gt;he would stay with you for the rest of your life;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you let him go,&lt;br /&gt;he couldn't go back to being himself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;A guy wont't cry easily,&lt;br /&gt;except in front of the person he loves most, he becomes weak.&lt;br /&gt;A guy won't cry easily,&lt;br /&gt;only when he loves you the most, he put down his ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls, if a guy cried because of you,&lt;br /&gt;please hold his hands firmly,&lt;br /&gt;he's the one who would stay with you for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, if a guy cried because of you,&lt;br /&gt;please don't give him up,&lt;br /&gt;maybe because of your decision, you ruin his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in your life, he's the only one who love you the most.&lt;br /&gt;Remember this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111073042596881221?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111073042596881221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111073042596881221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111073042596881221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111073042596881221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-went-to-my-grandmama-house-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111056090602791207</id><published>2005-03-12T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T01:08:26.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i went to queensway wit my darling Matilda =) , i'm suppose to go for HEATS to participate for my 4X100 n 8X50 event ....but i was too pissed wit my teamates cuz they gave all kind of excuses jus because they dun wan to run ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i bought stuff at queensway and i bought a very nice Nike(Just Do It) Cap but the Bad News is tat i spent every single cents that my father gave me =( ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kian Kuen(the Blackie) stop peeling yr skin larrrr ... it's so disgusting !!!Anyway during cell they put me in the vocalist team.Which means i'm going to SING!!! So dumb,I didn't wanted to .Then now i feel so shagged,and i am lying on my bed doing nothing.RIGHT NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz this is made possible becoz of Guoyi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Guoyi =.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111056090602791207?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111056090602791207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111056090602791207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111056090602791207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111056090602791207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/today-i-went-to-queensway-wit-my.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111045027382337571</id><published>2005-03-10T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T20:58:36.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm sorry for spoiling your day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was okay. too bad jonana didnt wear her tv bra today; or it would have been more, more fun. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111045027382337571?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111045027382337571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111045027382337571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111045027382337571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111045027382337571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-sorry-for-spoiling-your-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111036554300545488</id><published>2005-03-09T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T20:59:34.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just drank my shark's fin soup. ooooooh.. my father said if my mum don't finish hers he will whack her. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for dental just now. im gonna get my braces removed by next month. gonna cut my gums and fill up my teeth. i know, sounds painful right. im gonna go thru that. im scared. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my mouth's starting to itch again. i ate 'chicken noodle' + an egg for lunch in school today. which was already so filling. then after my dental appointment i went for 'Ya Kun'. the one in chinatown. i was already full yet i could still eat 2 eggs, a french toast and 2 slices of their toasted bread. gosh im really gonna gain more weight in no time. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened in school today. except that i got a liiiiittle something to say. that girl's hair did not surprise me. doesnt mean if its loud, its punk. no hard feelings lah, but she really has the guts for a haircut like that. im not against her but to me, its just a haircut. you know, no comments? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed by 'Genji Garden' today. dunno if its spelt that way anot. thats my old house. passed by it and it certainly brought back ALOT of memories.&lt;br /&gt;me liking my malay neighbour, he didnt like me... i think. haha.. instead, my egg-shaped-head neighbour, boy, liked me. its so funny, come to think of it. the egg-head boy. lol. i think he grew up and became quite good-looking ya know. so, we really cannot judge ugly kids. haha.. i sound so mean hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*end of updatation for today. (is there such a word?) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111036554300545488?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111036554300545488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111036554300545488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111036554300545488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111036554300545488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-just-drank-my-sharks-fin-soup.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111028222602267378</id><published>2005-03-08T18:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T21:04:04.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;actually i wrote it all out already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like equivalent to 2 compos. (what i wrote in my blog) two times ok!!! this is the third!! im not gonna write much. but i got alot to write about. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i hate mr lim cos his full name is 'Mr. Albert Thomas Lim.' for those who know, good for you. for those who don't, too bad! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow's the big day. photo-taking time!!! all boys, get ready your gel; wax; clay, or whatever. girls hurry run over to your make-up kits!!! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i watched 'boogeyman' today with three of my cliquemates. in my house. joanna a.k.a jonana; maggie a.k.a punk; jy a.k.a hitler. i dozed off in a couple of scenes. jonana &amp;amp; maggie too. only jy is the most abnormal ones. hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and matilda kept laughing at ben lam today.. wanna know why??? dont tell you. shhh.. its a secret. tsk tsk tsk. matilda ar.. hahahahahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111028222602267378?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111028222602267378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111028222602267378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111028222602267378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111028222602267378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/actually-i-wrote-it-all-out-already.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-111003316843839034</id><published>2005-03-05T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T22:32:48.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i watched 'Hitch' today. very very very very very nice movie!! i think im such a movie fanatic nowadays. haha..&lt;br /&gt;ok i gtg.&lt;br /&gt;sister's nagging&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-111003316843839034?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/111003316843839034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=111003316843839034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111003316843839034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/111003316843839034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-watched-hitch-today.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110998407506369686</id><published>2005-03-05T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T08:54:35.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i watched 'Series of Unfortunate Events' yesterday! it was a midnight movie i catched in bishan j8. this movie's not bad. not bad at all. though jonana and maggie kept telling me they fell asleep in most scenes. how come they can sleep but i cant? know why? it was too freezing!! it was soooo cold in the theatre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the minute my school ended i went to buy movie tix for the midnight movie, carol accompanied me. ahh, such a nice girl. from toa payoh i take a bus to serangoon to meet sengwee &amp; guo yi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;something AMAZING happened. i was in the bus, at the 2nd last seat. i was thinking when many passengers were coming in.."sakarli guo yi take the same bus as me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and he really took the same bus as me. i was shocked ya know. so, god really listens. hahaha.. ok i dont know what the hell am i saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ate lunch with them; well, not me lah. both of them ate i just drank my beverage. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the minute i reached home i just stare at my phone for awhile and knock out till 6+. btw it was i think 2-3 something when i reached home. i was so tired. maybe thats why i couldnt fall asleep during the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the whole afternoon i was smsing joel. smsing smsing.. but at the same time i missed chio bu(haha), my king. gosh i feel like a two-timer. but im not! right n0w, i only love 1 boy. *blush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wanna go east coast park with jonana later! i think i got no plans today. just that i will be having math and chinese tuition later on at 10.30. what a tuitiony day. haha.. ok peace out. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110998407506369686?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110998407506369686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110998407506369686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110998407506369686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110998407506369686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-watched-series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110985511086056467</id><published>2005-03-03T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T22:56:11.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;two more minutes before my show starts. im gonna do this quick so dont blame me for any typo errors. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today school, i didnt skip any lesson. *phew. school was not boring, neither was it fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i had to make that 'difficult decision'. either jonana or guo yi, jonana or guo yi. and in the end i chose to accompany guo yi. im sooooo sorry jonana!! i feel guilty for not being able to accompany you today. sooorry!! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i left the void deck at 7+. cos i have tuition at 7.30. but guess what, my pretty tuition teacher reached her home at 8+, and decided to cancel the tuition. damn was i happy. but if she had told me earlier i could have spend a little more time with my kingg. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i got no typo errors!! haha, peace. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i really hate poseurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i detest them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i murder them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;poseurs saying they dont like poseurs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;those sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dumbasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110985511086056467?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110985511086056467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110985511086056467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110985511086056467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110985511086056467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/two-more-minutes-before-my-show-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110976234637896068</id><published>2005-03-02T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T19:19:06.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im back home, finally. from orchard, cine. know what i watched today?! Howl's Moving Castle!! its a fantastic movie. its a must-watch, k?! Howl's soooooooooooo good looking!! and jonana said that so many times. we know lah! haha =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh yah, before that we came from school. school ended at 10 today cos of the 'O' level results-marvellous? then sumarlin called and kept pestering me to meet them. then since they offered to treat us to lunch, why not? hahaha.. i know im greedy lah. (but its not only me k..) haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when we reached there, sumarlin told us, its not HIM whose treating us to lunch but joel. his friend, who is also from our school. we ate pasta mania. i had beef bolognese. =) yummy. anywhos, thank you joel!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;by the way, it was me, jonana, chui mei and jing yi. not cheap ya know. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we bought maggie her birthday gift. just to keep it a low profile, in case maggie is reading this. so i shall not disclose. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jonana &amp; i saw a mad man on the bus today. it was really freaky. i cant explain this thru typing. but its just... fffreaky. when we got down the bus, he kept staring. (with big big eyes!) so terrifying ya know!!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i had fun. =) i love the movie. really.. you must must catch it. MUST watch. must!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110976234637896068?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110976234637896068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110976234637896068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110976234637896068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110976234637896068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-back-home-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110968852054075762</id><published>2005-03-01T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T22:48:40.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i played with my breasties catching after school. we were soooo hyperactive. madness, totally madness. hawhaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i had english enrichment course, i felt a little like i was back in primary school cos it was an all-girls class. i miss miss miss my primary school days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;breasties: i liked all the rehearsals except the performance. i felt like an idiot performing for tables and chairs. i just felt that way. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.45pm+ i wenta meet my king. =) and before that was followed by an old man. haha.. ssscary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after that.. its pure top secret. absolute top secret. :] i just love him more day by day. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*im writing this thing for the second time. so do appreciate it and feel honoured.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i got aching legs now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110968852054075762?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110968852054075762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110968852054075762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110968852054075762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110968852054075762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-played-with-my-breasties-catching.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110958854604211361</id><published>2005-02-28T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T19:02:26.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today was fun. no monday blues. its monday hapieeeee, all day laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;skipped, art, physics, and mother tongue today. i think i better stop skipping class, gonna be so lagging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tomorrow there's enrichment course. me &amp; matilda actually had it all planned out. no school for us tmr cos of xx's. but there's arrangements, long story lah. so we are still going to school tomorrow. sighhhh.. but thats another day of seeing my king. hahaha x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love love love my king. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110958854604211361?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110958854604211361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110958854604211361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110958854604211361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110958854604211361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110951319373938705</id><published>2005-02-27T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T22:14:23.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just had barbecue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i went for some dance thing yesterday. the teacher was a caucasian female. my sister, she should really act in dumb and dumberer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos the teacher played one kind of soothing music and instructed everyone to sit on the floor to meditate, stick your palms against each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the teacher said,"feel your strength....". you just have to FEEL it eliz, not use it. cos i was sitting beside eliz and she used her strength to push my palm down. wahlau, how dumb can you be. blurqueen~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shit im coughing so badly. think my asthma is coming back to haunt me. die die die..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wenta botak's house ytd too. i think i should stop calling him botak la, so rude. haha.. ok, mr sunshine. he just moved in to his new home. yishun, and it was his b'dae yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;inside the cosy, cool air-con room in his house, guess what happened. SOMEBODY broke wind. i shouldnt point fingers at elin. hahahaha.. and THEN, the worse worse part was when samuel joined forces with her. (!!!!!!!) it was super, uber grossology. it's mr sunshine house, mind you. hahaha, we had to take the toilet's air freshener to make the room a better place to smell. hahaha. stinko stinko &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to my king king king: your words made me smile. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh yar!! today was that youth thingo! i almost forgot to share. anyw, it was more youthful at the ending. jump jump jump. that was so cool and worshippy. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pastor called out my name ya know. now this is BIG BIG news. first he chose munloon. then justin. and the last one he was really looking around. i was pretty confident i wont be the one. and suddenly E-VAN!!!!! that was so damn shocking i tell you. i jumped at my seat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i mean, its a little out of point right. justin, munloon and then e-van. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;?? hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all day! one way! love these two songs. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110951319373938705?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110951319373938705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110951319373938705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110951319373938705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110951319373938705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-just-had-barbecue.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110934251208820798</id><published>2005-02-25T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T23:14:05.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Kian Kuen!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;haha.. let's sing the birthday song. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how old are you now? 18? 19? 20? i really dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyw, i think i should apologise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;should i? should i? i think i should. i dont know, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have something to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;which is.. yes, i do love kian kuen. but only as a really good friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110934251208820798?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110934251208820798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110934251208820798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110934251208820798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110934251208820798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-birthday-kian-kuenhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110932004689238867</id><published>2005-02-25T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T16:27:26.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i just came back from josephine's home. we watched hide and seek in her house. it IS scary k. i mean the ending spoiled the whole show but if you look at it another way, it is scary. well to me lah. i think i screamed twice. hahaha.. its just those times when you cant do anything but scream. im talking to girls only. it really creeps me up when the sound effect goes louder and louder and suddenly "boo!" that kinda thing. hahaha.. and its much more nicer than white noise. that i can gurantee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lets see what happened in school today. i skipped miss fong's(physics) period. hmm, i like skipping her lessons. hahaha.. we hid behind at the hall, backstage. today was extremely hot. and stuffy at the same time. then ppl came up to the stage to play piano. hahaha.. and that celestine whispered with that kind of 'high-brow' face,"THAT'S QUEK!!! IT'S QUEK!!!". actually we were not scared, until she said that. it was NOT quek. hahaha.. i felt so insecure without a pro. josephine. xx is a pro too i think. but it just doesnt feel the same when josephine is around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bad news: i got 8/25 for history. failed. i have to do a re-retest next week. *sighs continuosly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;whose suppose to accompany me today but had to pick up his brother at the airport today?? who?? who?? hahahaha... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110932004689238867?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110932004689238867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110932004689238867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110932004689238867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110932004689238867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-just-came-back-from-josephines-home.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110925034294625291</id><published>2005-02-24T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T22:13:29.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im finally back home. ~home sweet home~ =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i just came from bugis. we watched 'white noise'. if you want me to rate this movie, i would probably say its more of the boring side. i even fell asleep in some shots. hahaha.. until at the end of the movie jonana told me that its based on true story in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i wasnt freaked out but i was freaked out. haha.. but still, its not freaky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i finally got my IC made. lemmi share a bad news. i WILL hate my ic. how am i going to face the world with my face looking like a corpse in my ic?! how how how?!! jonana and maggie said it was ok, but then again, they said,"no one will ever look nice in their ICs. hardly anyone is satisfied with their photo in their ic." its time for me to face reality. i think its the quality. i shall blame the quality, not my face. *chants quality quality quality.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;school today, the most fun thing that happened was during recess. me, matilda, maggie and jonana were all in smiles. and couldnt stop laughing at our own jokes. in fact, i cannot remember what we actually talked about that made me laugh so hard. only girls can do this. :] aint i right breasties? hawhaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my king misses me. and i too miss him. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*everyone go awwwww. hahahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tata for today kids! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110925034294625291?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110925034294625291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110925034294625291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110925034294625291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110925034294625291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-finally-back-home.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110915721863417124</id><published>2005-02-23T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T19:13:38.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shumin: just say who the person is. we will not do anything, we are nice people. unless she gives us the face,"i want a slap." thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;today was still, a hot and smelly day. i cant stand myself being hot and sweaty on the outdoors. its worse when you become the 'mosquito's prey". haha.. school? i can hardly remembered what took place today. i dun wanna remember another boring day of my life.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but i still rate today as fun. why?? cos my xiao mei accompany me in the afternoon whaaat. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so of course its fun. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;until now, i miss him already. this is too fast, really. tuition now, tang yuan later. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i wanna eat tang yuan!! hahaha.. toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110915721863417124?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110915721863417124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110915721863417124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110915721863417124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110915721863417124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/shumin-just-say-who-person-is.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110905505292789201</id><published>2005-02-22T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T14:50:52.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mood: mixed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bloated by my curry instant noodles. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;feeling: irritated and happy at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im gonna take a bath to drive all the stickyness and grease away. its gonna be fun in the bathroom. hahahaha x) okay im really tired. i better stop now and update again in the night. ciaos. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110905505292789201?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110905505292789201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110905505292789201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110905505292789201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110905505292789201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/mood-mixed.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110899632229099672</id><published>2005-02-21T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T22:32:02.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OKAY. IM WRITING THIS FOR THE BLOODY THIRD TIME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i was saying, if you ever see a psychotic woman running around with a dagger in her hand, just dont hoep its me., and a look that carries,"i wanna kill." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;like what miss congenialty said,"i want................ world peace." followed by a grinn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thats wgaat i want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;stop tagging. im tired. really i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i know anbout a;ll tyhe typo errors but i dont care about editing them right now. just get this message,"I'M VERY TIRED."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110899632229099672?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110899632229099672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110899632229099672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110899632229099672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110899632229099672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110899561070362681</id><published>2005-02-21T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T22:20:10.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i can kill any moment now. if you see a psychotic woman running about. just dont hope its me. haha.. oh yar with a dagger too in her hand. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;like miss congeniality said,"i would like.... world peace." *followed by a grin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110899561070362681?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110899561070362681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110899561070362681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110899561070362681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110899561070362681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-can-kill-any-moment-now.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110899523985170283</id><published>2005-02-21T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T22:13:59.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;richie ren is handsome, so is ah xing, shi tou, guan you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i love the song 'peng you' from zhou hua jian. cant believe i can remember his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i went kboxing today. again. but this time it was just me and elin. i cant say its boring, and i cant say its fun. its more of fun i  guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and then we went to thomson plaza to meet samantha-the-stickwoman. and had korean food for dinner. i ate the beef one. it was yummy. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and i rushed, i really rushed. home for tuition. my tuition teacher had been waiting for an hour for me. im pretty glad my tuition teavher is so patient(and pretty at the same time) haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and my tuition only lasted for 45 minutes. now, im still bloated and extremely exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and.. i miss my antelope. haha.. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i gotta prepare for tomorrow's  math common test now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;peace. please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110899523985170283?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110899523985170283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110899523985170283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110899523985170283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110899523985170283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/richie-ren-is-handsome-so-is-ah-xing.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110889743355504242</id><published>2005-02-20T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T19:18:34.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;joe's party:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fun? quite. at first i really had nothing to do there. until dinner time(joe's mum cooked). i like the food man. haha.. anyways, after that i played dai di with joe, maurice and.. i dunno his name[the handsome 1]. haha.. he is quite good-looking. i lost the first game, so drank half a cup of vodka, mixed a little bit with orange juice. no kick lah.. then wenta play basketball. i hardly played. but i wanted to play. why? cos i got girl problems. haha. i was not bored lah joe. and then went back to the house to cut cake. its mango cake from jack's place. and... that was the biggest slice of cake i've ever eaten in my life. wonder how many pounds i will put on.. wheat cream. so creamy &amp; fatty. hahaha.. anways, sorry joe i cant come for today's steamboat. you all enjoy yourselves k. and...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 32nd BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;church:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i liked today's worship. led by stanley chua. i liked the songs he picked and the good news is, i knew how to sing every song. haha.. sermon was.... no comments. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ate lunch after that. with eliz, elin, enqi and kian kuen. oh yar kian kuen.. thanks ALOT for the band. i looove it. haha. :] dont forget to get me a pack too ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;after lunch i went to 102 and took that so called 'test'? i dunno what they call it. but anyway, im a high I. which means, Influencing. Pastor explained and so far I'm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-loves recognition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-talks fast, walks fast, do everything fast but in the wrong direction. (hahahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-likes to talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-build relationships very fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-talks before thinking. (quite true ah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-don't pay attention to details. (i do ok.. sometimes =] )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-3 minutes interest. (san fen zhong re du) ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-loves to be loved. (heard that, xiao mei? haha) =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and I'm also a high S. which means, Steadiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-always with the same group of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-security.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-with habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-likes safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-likes to talk non-stop, if she knows you well, that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-gives in to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-supports others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-NO last minute changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-sincere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-good listener.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-takes long time to build relationships. (dont really tally with high I huhs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-don't trust others easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-keeps 1st boyfriend's valentine card. (hahahahaha, i dont know about this. i keep everything.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-authentic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-earlybird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;there's D.I.S.C. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;D-dominance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I-influencing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;S-steadiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;C-conscientious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and, i got BIG BIG news. i found my king yesterday. hahaha.. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;as the saying goes.. (or is it kian kuen?) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Friendship often ends in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but Love in Friendship- never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;don't marry someone you can live with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;marry someone you cannot live without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh so touching. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110889743355504242?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110889743355504242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110889743355504242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110889743355504242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110889743355504242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/joes-party-fun-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110879397191833889</id><published>2005-02-19T14:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T18:30:34.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ok fine im sorry about all the shit i said about sadako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dunno what's wrong with my attitude but i got unpredictable temperaments now. you dont wanna know why. im late for a party, toodles. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110879397191833889?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110879397191833889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110879397191833889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110879397191833889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me and matilda were laughing the whole of 3 periods, during mr lim lesson. cos since we saw mr lim talking to himself(again), we started chatting and still able to catch up with what he was trying to teach. we were talking about our bathroom habits, a topic no boys can even talk about. haha. bbbut, it was not dirty stuff. at all. so you need not worry, we are not horny ppl. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;then wenta eat lunch after school with matilda at the void deck. today was soooo hot. and i felt so uncomfortable and sticky all over. but it rained. its raining its pouring the old man is snoring.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;then guo yi came and matilda left. and talked talked talked till now. my mother's coming gotta run. bye peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;im back from cell. watched a show, rather interesting but exactly the same as Homerun. how come jack neo still can win an award when its almost completely copyright-ed?! haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyway enqi.. those posts are not from sadako. she told me today during cell. so sad huhs. but those cowards are from church. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i still love God the same with all my vulgarities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110872002701907309?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110872002701907309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110872002701907309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110872002701907309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110872002701907309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-was-rather-slacky.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110864992945111200</id><published>2005-02-17T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T22:18:49.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i feel so and more loved this year. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cross-country today. i didnt run, and heard that only 36 girls in my level ran. so funny.. haha. but i still went to macritchie(unsure of spelling) though. one word-BORING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it was so damn scorching hot and all those stoooopid sec 1s act like k1s. play and kick the sand. thats so irritating! and i scolded a group of girls. haha.. they played and hit me several times. 1st and 2nd time was still okay, but i decided to flare at them at the 3rd. i did. *applause please. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110864992945111200?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110864992945111200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110864992945111200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110864992945111200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110864992945111200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-feel-so-and-more-loved-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110856036148306621</id><published>2005-02-16T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T21:39:18.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;im dead. i've got symptoms showing me that my 'bestest friend' in the world is gonna visit me again. clue #1: thirsty like hell. #2: pms attitude.(big big clue). gosh, shit. so dun piss me off these days thank you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;today, school was fine but.. ridzuan and parthiban was not. parthiban was OKAY.. when he quarrelled with us i took it as a joke. but ridzuan, thats not just a joke sister. it was oblivious that he wanted me to hear him say,"fuck girls. they suck." he was saying it louder and louder. i was swearing to myself if he ever said those words one more time, i will overturn his bloody fucking table and slap his bloody fucking shit face. i really will not mind starting a war. we girls were just quarrelling with parthiban, i got no idea when did he come into it, and started saying girls are lousy drivers. please lah.. got nothing more in the brain(all coconut water. haha) then start saying all kinds of crap you can think of. GIRLS ARE NOT LOUSY DRIVERS. my sister drives very cautiously and speedy. and i know a whole lot more. and ridzuan, stop saying the female gender, you are one yourself. so stop disgracing us girls, girl. i can type down a whole lot of bad points about guys. i can even make a movie about it. so shut the fuck up ridzuan!! you dont know the pain the females suffer when in labour, you got no idea how painful it is to get cramps, you dont even know how to stick a bloody surfboard of your fucking underwear. so really, SHUT THE FUCK UP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*shittified i am now. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Never mind about that, girls like me are very forgiving. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so what's the good news?! well, me and matilda 'dabao' food to one of the void decks today and had our lunch. the uncle had a little attitude problem but it was partially our fault anyway. so we were just munching away, the soup was horribly, digustingly(eek.) salty. it was as if we were drinking concentrated salt water. haha.. it was so romantic, just me and her.. ahh.... (smiles with glittery eyes) hahaha. nah im just kidding, she's one of my besties in the world. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i recieved a prezzie from benja today. good thing i recieved a present, cos it drove away my anger towards ridz. thanks benja. x) -that's my third one. (laughs) =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110856036148306621?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110856036148306621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110856036148306621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110856036148306621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110856036148306621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110847468498649305</id><published>2005-02-15T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T21:38:04.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gosh. I've lost every single friend in friendster. what's next man. first it was the testimonials, now this. friendster is really gonna corrupt soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyways, i was too tired to blog yesterday. i was EXTREEEMELY tired. monday; valentine gifts from friends. jonana, ethel &amp; chui mei, celestine, benja.. wait, that's all?! i thought i got more than that. haha.. im not being ungrateful and all.. but i swear there were more. maybe its just the portions of sweets. haha.. anywhos, thankew so much =). i gave all of them snickers. Matilda and Jonana recieved one more thing from me, that is, a keychain. sounds so.. i dont know, but both loved the keychains. yeahhh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tuesday(today); recieved two valentine gifts. one from phyllis and the other from guo yi. thanks. =). i like it alot. the cute toilet bowl thingo, hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AND THEN, after school. i wenta meet guo yi. i was starving and damn thirsty, again(ha!). but anyways, we chatted under the void deck. and now im damn exhausted. know why? cos i walked from bishan to my house. this is what i call WAHLAU. hahaha.. i cant believe im actuaaly home when i am. i cant believe my eyes, my legs, my hands and everything. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;today was fun. =) and a lil boring too. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110847468498649305?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110847468498649305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110847468498649305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110847468498649305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110847468498649305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110830593846443731</id><published>2005-02-13T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T22:45:38.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;let me add some knowledge into your brains. what does salad means?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;S- Single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A- Available&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;L- Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A- And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;D- Desperate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahahahaha.. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110830593846443731?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110830593846443731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110830593846443731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110830593846443731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110830593846443731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/let-me-add-some-knowledge-into-your.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110827511118511665</id><published>2005-02-13T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T14:11:51.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i haven been blogging lately. lazy lah! anyways, the last friday [11/02/05] i went out with some of my friends. guo yi; seng wee; benja; and weihao. i was the only girl! until maggie came. everyone on the streets looked at me with the same face when i was the only girl. those faces were like,"yuck. so flirt, one girl 4 boys". dumbshit.anywhos, we wanted to watch Constantine but the timing we wanted was sold out and the next one was too late. what a big big disappointment. no drinks, no movie, just us. so we headed to sky garden at the Esplanade area. it was nice. real nice. we had fun. and i sure was tired after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;next day, went out with guo yi and seng wee for lunch. and then they played pool, i was the extra watching them play..(i was not bored, k) hahaha. went to aunty doris house after that, Boon Lay eh! it was so damn far. especially that i had to stand until the two stops before boon lay. and craving for a drink during the whole journey. it was haha and haha and hahas in aunty doris's house. we were all haha-ing all the way. drank so little vodka, sang abit of karaoke. i've given up on my ambition on being a(sob!) singer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it was damn shitty in church. i just didnt like the ppl, the ambience, the everything. i fell asleep while pastor tim was preaching(yes i know, again). guo yi lah!!! hahahaha.. xiao mei. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tomorrow!: constantine. must watch no matter what. im spending my valentines day with a few friends. the same as the last friday. i must beg maggie and jonana to come along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; lastly, i would like to thank eng kiat for your sweet valentine gift. my first one!!! hahaha.. (hmm, i do sound like im recieving my star awards award) *music please.&lt;br /&gt;note to self: bake brownies for my friends, valentine's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and... hope my loyal readers enjoy their valentine's day!!! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110827511118511665?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110827511118511665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110827511118511665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110827511118511665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110827511118511665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-haven-been-blogging-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110814236394596491</id><published>2005-02-12T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T01:19:23.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ashamed of the name your mother gave you? shithead. rather put 'slut' instead? retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110814236394596491?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110814236394596491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110814236394596491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110814236394596491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110814236394596491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/ashamed-of-name-your-mother-gave-you.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110784204422503288</id><published>2005-02-08T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T13:54:04.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yayyy. i guess my life's starting be fun. cos.. someone scolded me bitch in my blog. so fun!!! hahaha.. im probably mad. i've written enough. dont feel like typing. tata!!! =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110784204422503288?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110784204422503288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110784204422503288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110784204422503288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110784204422503288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/yayyy.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110761869563940532</id><published>2005-02-05T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T01:05:23.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wads with me.. im sleepy every ten to thirty minutes. are these symptoms of AIDS?! noooo i dun wanna die so early. okay, lame. i had two tuitions today, math and followed by chinese. chinese i had for only one hour today. WHY?! cos im damn bloody sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;around 6pm, i was playing around with my sister's bikini. hahaha.. now i realise, her boobies are much bigger, than mine. well at least i didnt stuff tissue papers. hokay, this is getting weird, im comparing breasts sizes on my blog. haw haw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and now, i just came back from my uncle's for swimming. swimming was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;now, im gonna broadcast what happened in the car, on the way to my uncle's just now in the car. cos nanyang was at the back of the car, she poked her blister and told elin to smell it. gross it baby, just gross it. *yes, say eeew. hahahaha.. and of course, small eyes complained out loud,"yuck!!! who wanna smell your disgusting blister?!!". hahahahaha.. i was just the laughing person in this thingo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and THEN, they started arguing, squeezing every flaw they have of each other. and im allowed to broadcast this, they said so. hahahahaha.. based on my memory, nanyang started denying the fact that she allowed me to broadcast.. and we went on and on with the same topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;small eyes: nanyang breasts size are A75. and then it was changed to B70.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nanyang was silent for a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;small eyes: nanyang thighs are fabbly and wobbly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nanyang: your even flabbier!! (well, thats a fact) ha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;small eyes: nanyang weighs much more heavier than me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;just then, nanyang's jaws dropped. i think she couldnt think of anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i was just there, training my stomach muscles, laughing like a real hyena. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;they threw biting but hilarious remarks of each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when i smelled a TERRIBLE, NAUSEATING odour. i said," wah, why so smelly ahh.." cos it was like, every one in the car just farted or something. so i wind down the window to realise that it was worse outside. anyone knows why?? BECAUSE it was at hougang area, the place where they dump all the rubbish. i.. rwally got no words to describe that horrible stench. oh yuck. by winding down the window, made the car stink even more. everyone started covering their mouths and nose and scolding me. (and laughing at the same time). hahahah.. but all i could do was to laugh. and laugh. and laugh. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay, im getting sleepy already!! after those long swimming hours. and i think its also due to yesterday. i talked to my friend till 2-3++. power huh.. haha. guo yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kk bubbye. hahahahas x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*names were changed to avoid embarrassment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but im gonna say it anyway. hahaha. nanyang- E-liz Yeung. well known for her teenie weenie, appear to look like sticks on her face when she smiles, small eyes- E-lin Yeung. yes, my two stupid dumb sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;friends: come to me if you need someone. never bottle up your feelings cos im always around. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110761869563940532?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110761869563940532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110761869563940532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110761869563940532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110761869563940532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/wads-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110757011605390936</id><published>2005-02-05T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T10:21:56.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;its morng now. later at 11 gonna have math tuition and at 1 chinese tuition. what a busy day!! and a very surprising but bad news came to me. its not about me, its my brother, samuel. the one i said happy birthday to yesterday. he got ear infection, or something. im not sure whether he went to the hospital anot, but he's now lying in bed, recuperating. so poor thing hoh. pray for him k. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110757011605390936?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110757011605390936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110757011605390936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110757011605390936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110757011605390936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-morng-now.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110753771094783130</id><published>2005-02-04T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T10:26:02.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dang. i cant seem to change my blogskin. but never mind, this will do. it bores me too seeing the same thing over and over again. oops! x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yes, i did spend alot of time and effort on it. but its worth it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thats my younger bro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;today afternoon, i wenta bugis to do my shopping. spent 90+. reasonable price. and... i got an awesome looking new pair of jeans. damn am i in love with it. should i or should i not go for the k700i? please comment, thanks alot. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and here comes the bad news of the day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lets start it with a word of "FUCK".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;why?! cos i lost my darn purse by leaving it in the bus. carelessness and frustration. my ez link, my 25 bucks, and neoprints i took with my sisters. those were my most precious. i bought that purse just about 2-3 weeks ago. *repeated sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;again: should i or should i not go for the k700i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110753771094783130?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110753771094783130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110753771094783130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110753771094783130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110753771094783130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/dang.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110735836803079565</id><published>2005-02-02T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T23:32:48.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The way you think about things makes you an &lt;strong&gt;Information Organizer&lt;/strong&gt;. This means you have an eye for detail. You can scan a page and find the one mistake on it. You're also able to organize things in a way that makes sense and arrange information so that it is easier to understand. This makes you a very valuable resource for others who aren't organized or who have trouble catching their own mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When we examined your test results further, we analyzed how you scored on 8 dimensions of intelligence: spatial, organizational, abstract reasoning, logical, mechanical, verbal, visual and numerical. The 3 dimensions you scored highest on combine to make you an &lt;strong&gt;Information Organizer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Only 6 out of 1,000 people have this rare combination of abilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ahem!!!!! its E-van Yeung they are talking about here! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110735836803079565?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110735836803079565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110735836803079565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110735836803079565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110735836803079565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/way-you-think-about-things-makes-you.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110725999200964140</id><published>2005-02-01T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T20:13:12.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;fuck fuck fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;im writing this bloody thingo for the second time. THIS IS SO DAMN IRRITATING!!!! anyways. i better get on with this thikng.. i got great news!! or is it a bad one? hahaha.. anyway. im here to announce that... i got.. THAT thing... the thing. you know? that thinggg... i dunno how to get this thing out ya know.. okay lar, tell you. i got THAT thing already. note: not girls thingo. hahaha.. i got a stalker lar. aint that wonderful or plain irritating??? to me, its plain irritating. hahaha.. at the same time i should thank god for it. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;im fantisizing myself with a girl boyfriend. how cool is that?! hand in hand, can tell her ANYTHING. hmm... okay, im really sinking into deep thoughts now. but i would really like a handsome girl boyfriend. ahhhh.. haha. alriteyy, im gonna cathc my julian cheng &amp;amp; charmaine sheh now. oh my two idols.. tata kids! till then =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110725999200964140?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110725999200964140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110725999200964140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110725999200964140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110725999200964140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/02/fuck-fuck-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110710065738430036</id><published>2005-01-30T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T23:57:37.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oopsie, i think i did a poopsie!! haha. read thru my blog and IT IS colourful! hahaha.. and rather vulgar too. forgive me. i give in easily to peer pessure. haha, shift the blame.&lt;br /&gt;dui bu qi wor!! *ah lians. *goosebumps. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110710065738430036?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110710065738430036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110710065738430036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110710065738430036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110710065738430036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/oopsie-i-think-i-did-poopsie-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110709983704356062</id><published>2005-01-30T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T23:43:57.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Every blessing you pour out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll turn back to praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When the darkness closes in, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Still I will say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Blessed be the name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Blessed be your glorious name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love this song. x) though i cant remember the rest. hahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bball today? nah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;procrastinating? yes, today. for church. once in a blue, blue, very blue moon. serious!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;barbecue? yes, sumptuous, filling and EXtremely delicious. why? cause i made them. *applause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110709983704356062?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110709983704356062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110709983704356062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110709983704356062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110709983704356062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/every-blessing-you-pour-out-ill-turn.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110701312503600540</id><published>2005-01-29T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T23:38:45.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i dunnoe whats the fucking problem with me nowadays. today i went to capstans ball in a happy mood but went back feeling crappy. and then felt happie again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;girls mood swings? nahh. i can control that. the world will not stop for me anyway. just ended my conversation with jonana.. my face is burning HOT!! haha.. my phone's hot too. radiation. i dont feel like typing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;note: my church's having this youth thingo on 27th feb. or izzit 29th? it just falls on a sunday lar. MUST COME!! cos the songs are all more rock, lively and damn youthful. starts at 9am. under 12 and over 25 not allowed. Yishun Golden Village. inform me if you are going kays ppl?  Topic- "Will You Be My Stead??". interesting huh. be there, or be square. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110701312503600540?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110701312503600540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110701312503600540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110701312503600540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110701312503600540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-dunnoe-whats-fucking-problem-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110692522045110125</id><published>2005-01-28T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T23:13:40.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;school was great. today was ALMOST perfect. but you know, good things doesnt last. haha.. but i still rate it as a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but i also realised that there are many hyprocrites lingers around the fucking shit school. not good to talk to just anyone. dammit, outta my sight please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110692522045110125?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110692522045110125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110692522045110125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110692522045110125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110692522045110125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/school-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110683853469651818</id><published>2005-01-27T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T23:08:54.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ah yes! shit how can i not remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i recieved my most most most most most belated birthday pressie today. thanks ariel! yours is on its way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my bro kept repeating that markie changed alot. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110683853469651818?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110683853469651818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110683853469651818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110683853469651818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110683853469651818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/ah-yes-shit-how-can-i-not-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110683479761325279</id><published>2005-01-27T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T22:06:37.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i suppose school was fun today? yep it was. honestly, i dont really feel like blogging these days. and my stupid music background is gone.. disappear in thin air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;anyways, im getting more and more irritated by the ppls around me these days. just one or two, particularly. dammit, cant you leave my sight for just one second?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;STOP, i repeat, STOP NUDGING ME!! i fucking hate it when you do that. stop it!! please! bye. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110683479761325279?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110683479761325279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110683479761325279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110683479761325279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110683479761325279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-suppose-school-was-fun-today-yep-it.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110675550583890872</id><published>2005-01-26T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T00:05:05.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh hell....... help!! someone get the SOS team! oh my.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELLLLLP!! someone just let go some awful german gas!! ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!! *faints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;_______________________________________ reported dead on 12.00AM sharp 27th january 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nahhh, just kidding. but the fart was real. i had to face up with reality whaaaat. school was great. fun. thats all folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110675550583890872?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110675550583890872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110675550583890872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110675550583890872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110675550583890872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110666789214073128</id><published>2005-01-25T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T23:44:52.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;just came back from chomp chomp not too long ago. hmm, im damn bloated. hahas.. okay, lets keep it short for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;today's school was rather 'happening'. cos Nizam(unsure of the spelling), i think was sent to the police station. its a long story. but seeing Umar cry is heart-breaking. imagine your best friend leaving you just like that. all of us could feel for Umar. they hugged each other in front of the class.. so saddening!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;now, lets go on to the blood-boiling shits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;well, the punk sort of scolded joanna bitch and arsehole. aint funny girlfriend. you wont want your friends calling you that either. watch your mouth, cos it stinks real bad. when was the last time you brushed your teeth? *choking*. and to the rest of my clique: bloody hell!! stop allowing the others to scold and reprimand you! must stand up for yourselves. but you all are lucky to have a friend like me. hahahaha.. nah just kidding. come to me whenever someone bullies you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ps: cant be of help when parents bully you k. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;XXL chicken =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i got it!! yes!! i ate it!! my 'craver'. hahaha.. hmm, quite delicious. they seemed to give me too much. want me to grow horizontally ar?! bvut it was filling and worth it. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gonna catch my darling julian cheng and charmaine sheh now. later! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110666789214073128?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110666789214073128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110666789214073128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110666789214073128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110666789214073128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/just-came-back-from-chomp-chomp-not.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110655739919240678</id><published>2005-01-24T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T17:03:19.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ah shit. monday blues. well, lets not put it that way. its 'the best time to catch up with your pals'. sounds better. oh yeah, i finally changed my music background!! nice song, hoobastank. i think its rather popular among teens huh. anyhows, today's school was rather fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cos during art, i changed my topic to flowers!! much easier. i was suppose to be working on sports. those 'sport' times were bad. real bad. i practically wanted to skip school today cos of art. what a burden. i had to draw michael jordon making a shot ya know! the difficulty level is so high. but now that i've changed my topic to flowers, its MUCH simpler. seriously. i feel like im drawing stickmans. nah kidding, not that easy. im just happy i am finally able to change my dumb theme. now i can go to school without worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and mr subra did not go to school! and he wont be for the next fortnight. im so happy!! i managed to overcome the befall of my last disaster. i dunno why, but i considered my last few days as a disaster. during curriculum time, i was craving for the XXL chicken. the one sold at those taiwanese snack stalls. hahaha.. thinking of it is so damn funny. i smsed joanna to accompany me to buy the chicken after school. hahahaha.. but in the end, i didnt buy. till now, im still craving for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but i still think that we should live everyday to the fullest. you may not know today might be the last day of your life. hahahhaa.. im getting into deep thoughts. oh shit, im starting to talk and act like my friend. hahaha.. hahaha, im influential and easily influenced. im still me. gooday mates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110655739919240678?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110655739919240678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110655739919240678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110655739919240678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110655739919240678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/ah-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110641154881075920</id><published>2005-01-22T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T16:36:12.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/user2/My%20Documents/Picasa%20Web%20Exports/memories/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/user2/My%20Documents/Picasa%20Web%20Exports/punksters%20we%20are/index.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;wonder if you guys can get to see the photos. i took neoprints with joanna, jing yi, ethel, maggie, matilda and chui mei today. the photos are soo cool. i've finally posted it onto my blog. but its in another webby. and i got no idea how to get both the neoprints together in one webby. so that next time when i take any more photos, i will be able to post them here and show off. hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;anyhows, i did CIP today and managed to get 30 cents in my tin. cool huh? so much. i was loaded man. okay, enough crap. the girls and i were slacking for the whole of CIP. me and matilda was actually posted to the novena square area to ours, whilst joanna and the rest are posted to bishan area. but in the end, who cares?! we went to town instead. we ate at macs and some had yami yogurt. you know that frozen yogurt stall outside macs? at suntec city. we 'roam around' the town and had lotsa lotsa laughter. been decades since we last did this. i was so eager to put up the neoprints cos i cherish this memorable day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and then, when we ended the CIP thingo. me and jonana went to jy's house. we had a karaoke session. (the one i fell asleep while they are singing). remember?! hahas. took photos with jy's digital cam and all got deleted anyway. we were not satisfied with it. what to do? girls what. hahhaa. beauty comes first. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and then, i headed to yishun. luckily jy's house got a straight bus to yishun interchange. and then i played capstans ball with the youths in my church. NO BASKETBALL DYKES TODAY!!!!! ahhhhhh!!! everyone screeeeeeeeeeeeam!! this must be a dream come true. nah just kidding. i had fun, with that humungous shirt i wore, and the loose shorts. hahahaha. at least, nothing fell. eliz got a beautiful scar across her eyelids area. and kian kuen got a cut too. what a beauitful dayy. hahahaha.. wenta food court and ate my shits. and im home now. the last few hours, i was fucking figuring out how to post those bloody adorable photos. im gonna throw this damn computer if you guys cant see my pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110641154881075920?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110641154881075920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110641154881075920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110641154881075920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110641154881075920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/filecdocuments20and20settingsuser2my20.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110623109118288682</id><published>2005-01-20T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T22:24:51.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it was fun. rated the most fun this week. cos i had loads and loads of laughter. i think its also due to the timetable. but it was ruined during &amp; after assembly. what irritated me the most wasnt the assembly. it was when i was walking up the stairs, a friend came up to me and pressed her bloody two fingers onto my glasses. dammit, i hate it when i get prints on my specs screens. i felt so damn shitty after that. fuck it. dont EVER do that again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;social etiquette course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the funniest part, (before the course started) was when carol came in a lil later with earphones sticking in her ears. and benja went," wahh, carol.. wahh, carol.. WAH!! CAROL!!!.." lols. why were the last few words capital-ed? it was because benja practically fell off the table &amp;amp; his chair. imagine that. it was hilarious i tell you. even when im writing this, im grinning. lols. it was damn fun!! the presentation was very long though, but surprisingly, no one fell asleep!! hahas. then after that, we headed for amk's jack's place. me, jonana and matilda were lucky. we were able to 'dompang' the trainer's car. muahaha. it was mercedes. haha.. let's get on to the fun part, shall we? me and matilda ordered steak. jonana, fish and chips. mine was mushroom and matilda's was black pepper. guess which was nicer? of course its..... both larr!! i got it medium. oh yar, my partner turned out to be benja. haha.. not bad, not bad at all. before the course, most of the girls was praying they would not get wilfred as a partner. i was lucky enough, wilfred was just at the left, opposite me. the appetizers: salad, topped with thousand islands. mushroom soup. main course: beef steak. i loved the baked potato. dessert: banana split ice-cream. followed by a cuppa tea. it made everyone's tummy bloated. the meal was extremely filling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i cant wait for tomorrow's pot luck! and movie marathon! *chants. pot luck! movie! pot luck! movie. holiday for me tomorrow!!!! Selamat Hari Raya!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110623109118288682?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110623109118288682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110623109118288682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110623109118288682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110623109118288682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/school-it-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110614020005521623</id><published>2005-01-19T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T21:10:00.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;today is not that boring. its much better than yesterday. i didnt realli talk today morning, felt easily frustrated. i think im starting to dislike someone. AND. it feels soo good to be loved. hahas. but it is heart-breaking when it is a wrong signal. haiss. but who cares. my future lies in God's hands. hahaha.. somewhere out there, where dreams can see us true. *its the lyrics of a song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;anyways, i think school without jonana is rather boring. surprisingly! haha. maybe thats why today i was not as bored. today got social studies test. source-based question. i didnt see the time and rushed for the last question like hell. hahaha.. and it was rather obvious that my handwriting went from nice to not so nice and to not nice. hahaha. ah never mind. haha. i think i better do something else now. i can wait for friday's pot luck and movie marathon in my house!! im having social ettiquette course tomorrow. hope i wont get wilfred, shun hui or alvin. the rest is quite fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110614020005521623?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110614020005521623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110614020005521623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110614020005521623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110614020005521623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/today-is-not-that-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110603131957667732</id><published>2005-01-18T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T14:55:19.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yer know what? i feel so damn shitty now. its not pms. i dun feel happy. needless to say, i feel easily irrtated and am frustrated. today's school was overwhelmingly boring. yes, one word. BORING. damn shitty and lifeless. now im in joanna's house. at least i got someone to talk to. not as boring as in school. can talk to her about anything. hahas. kays, i'll update again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110603131957667732?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110603131957667732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110603131957667732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110603131957667732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110603131957667732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/yer-know-what-i-feel-so-damn-shitty.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110587552380639935</id><published>2005-01-16T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T22:33:16.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dammit. i hate it when ppl try to use "fuck" in their sentences. what's so cool about it? its not cool, its irritating!! so dont mind me if i shout at you for this. drives all my happy moods away. fuck larr!!! fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. -end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mayday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;they made mayday come out the last to perform. and the other singers are so unknown, i mean, i dont even know who they are! we stood at the same spot for 45 minutes+ and finally!!!! wu yue tian chu chang le!! it was most worthwhile. ah xing is cute. shi tou is cute. guai shou is cute. masha, is quite cute. guan you, is cute!! all of them are! omg, im going gaga over them. of course, they are my favourite asian band. i was sooo excited when they finally came out to perform. i had a great time. :) next, we called up my mother to pick us up. the venue was at fajar, which is at the bukit panjang area. far huh? my mother drove all the way to jurong when she realised she doesnt know the way. so from jurong, she went aLL the way back to ask my father for directions. we waited till we cant feel our legs. it was more than an hour. we reached home at 1+, nearing 2. we had to get up early for church the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nothing much lar, i fell asleep in. but only a few minutes! mind you, i slept at 2 eh!! hahahas. the worship sounded very.. very un-young. not lively, and boring at the same time. when pastor asked some to step out. i wanted to, but didnt dare. by the time when i wanted to go, no more time. sobs. after church, we actually wanted to play baskeball. but since the others wanna watch "the seed of chucky". we were fine with it. the court was filled with humans anyway. but in the end, we watched "Aviator" instead. i cant believe i did not sleep. the movie was 3 hours long!! from 0150 to 0450. wahhhh. unbelievable. its the one leonardo decarprio acted in. some parts, he acted a little lunatic. anyhows, my father picked us up and we headed for home. we are suppose to have a barbecue at home actually. but turned out that nothing was prepared. so we had to eat fishhead beehoon instead. again. its the same as last week's. hais. im so bushed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;fuckin bitches. basketball dykes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there were these weird-looking twins, and a shorty fatty named shiiiila. should have changed her name to shitla. sounds nicer on her and it does suits her face. and another girl, whom i thought was the most innocent among them. oh well, she's the tomato face girl who thinks she's very good with balls. we DID NOT have fun. thanks to the brilliant idea of andrew, invite his friends over. hey, they are basketball players, yet we were able to get a tie with them and even won them in one of the matches. i think they should be sacked from their cca. fuck you jianlong. fuck you nicky. fuck you andrew. yes, fuck all of you. you spoiled my bloody good day. i was looking forward to this bloody game of capstans ball but you ruined it all. idiots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ps: im not complaining here, we did scold those creatures face-to-face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;note:: im no coward. thankyouverymuch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but there were times i think we were in the wrong too. cos it was as if we were the bad guys. one of my teammates was like, trying to pick a fight. but who cares, they should be told off. we were planning on pulling shitla's pants. but thats not teamspirit. so i didnt do it. ain't i nice? everybody go awww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;basketball at CC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it was much more fun. was before capstans ball. was friday night. played with kian kuen, and shu hui. and a few others i always mention. my sisters and enqi. much much much much more enjoyable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;kian kuen: thanks alot for the band. i dont get gifts everyday, so must be thankful. haha.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110587552380639935?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110587552380639935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110587552380639935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110587552380639935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110587552380639935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/dammit.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110571830361428428</id><published>2005-01-14T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T23:58:23.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;back i am. morning- when on the way to school, i complained of pains. cramps. so i skipped school today. again. hawhaw. afternoon- Shu Hui came to my house and we went over to toa payoh to eat in that famous noodle house. quite yummy. went home, after that. took a rest, collected my new school skirt, specially tailored for me. i find it rather weird though. mid-afternoon: about 5+, headed to yishun to play. reached yishun at about 6.25? the meeting time was 6.00. hahahas, we are good procrastinaters. lols. played basketball with kian kuen and the rest. fun, but the time was so short. we changed from our sticky self to a refreshed and new clothes. had cell. quite boring. the sharing time was like so quiet and plain boring. i gotta go now. watch my Julian Cheong and She Shi Man. they are so damn cute. hahahasss. nitex kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110571830361428428?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110571830361428428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110571830361428428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110571830361428428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110571830361428428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/back-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110562581281032226</id><published>2005-01-13T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T22:16:52.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;its the certain part of the month when a girl falls terribly mad for no reason. give you the long face when everyones grinning ear to ear. just that certain part of the month when you totally loathe them. so let me tell you, dont hate them. they are created this way. she will get better soon in the next few days. dont try to offend her.. cos its the pms that keeps her going on and on like a mad woman. yeass, thats whats happening to me right now. so dont piss me off. yeah? yeahh. but those other girls who you really think had gone mad, their's are the serious cases. believe me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;im still happy cos i haven reached those last stages yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i've got a new-upgraded scv installed in my home. which i think it totally rocks. it can show me the show that is going on, and if i have no idea whats going on, i just press a button and all information will be given. aint that good? more, i can play games whenever i want. tv-built video games, thats what they are called. battleship, and 2-3 others. dont envy me cos im in the process of envying myself. lols. i lurveee my new scv. hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it's not the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;size&lt;/span&gt; of the tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it's what you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;put&lt;/span&gt; in it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- familiar yeah? :9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110562581281032226?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110562581281032226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110562581281032226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110562581281032226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110562581281032226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-certain-part-of-month-when-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110526424632149415</id><published>2005-01-09T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T17:50:46.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i just came back from yishun, played basketball at 102. hahas. it was fun lar, but i think i didnt do well.  but.. it was fun. :). i have nothing much to say today. think i will just end here. im gonna take a bath!! so sticky all over. byes! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110526424632149415?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110526424632149415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110526424632149415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110526424632149415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110526424632149415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-just-came-back-from-yishun-played.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110519735503124995</id><published>2005-01-08T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T23:15:55.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;heyyy.. i ate at the five star restaurant today. cool huh. nahh, its chicken rice. but its not a coffeeshop, its with air-con, verrry cold air-con. and..... i did my hair!!! but. but. but. i dont like this word, but. it dont realli looked like i've changed. sooo sad. and at the same time, i decoloured my hair. but its not black. phew! hahas. and its not totally decoloured as well. hmm, very good. it met my expectations a least. my stylist left a streak of blonde. which i really am happy about. haha. im not gonna spray my hair black everyday now. oooooooooooooh.. freedom! hahas. lets see.. friday, i went out with joanna, jing yi, and maggie. though the time we spent together was not very long, i had lotsa laughter and fun. :)). *i have double chin. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i led worship yestersday, which is friday. wwwwell, i cant say its overdone and i cant say its well done. but without doubt, it was much much much better than the last time. =) yeahhhh. cos i had a topic to pray about. tsunami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;tsunami: very very very saddening. i saw a mv today by the hongkong singers. aaron kwok, shawn yue, twins, jacky cheung, andy lau.. all there. they were handsome. but the tsunami was more important. its something like the last time's SARS, taiwanese sang the "Shou Qian Shou" which was very touching too. but this time, tsunami, there were video clips about it. and i saw how the tidal waves swept the little children just like that *snaps finger. and looking at all the others crying makes the audience feel more pain on the inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;.story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;forgot who told me about this. but, here it goes. there was a family who stays very nearby bukit __. their parents would bring them to the beach every saturday. but on the day when the disaster broke out, the children woke up late. which was extremely a close shave to all of them. cos the moment they woke up, they heard lotsa screamings outside. when they took a look, the ground was flooded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110519735503124995?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110519735503124995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110519735503124995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110519735503124995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110519735503124995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/heyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110501272774211186</id><published>2005-01-06T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T20:04:28.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;boooowahhh~ no school for me today. attendance-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ABSENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;. im feeling holiday style. my throat did not feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;well today morning. and when i woke up, i stretched my leg and got muscle cramps on my calves. oooouuchh!! it really hurt. but, im well now. =) alive and kicking. hahas. im gonna change the Usher, "yeah" music background. tired of hearing the same thang over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i cant wait for tomorrow. next week, you'll get a new me. well, hopefully. going for Meridien for a haircut. argh!!!!!!! just been informed miss H is coming along(hypocrite). must she spoil my day?!! FED UP-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110501272774211186?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110501272774211186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110501272774211186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110501272774211186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110501272774211186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/boooowahhh-no-school-for-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110492484356061798</id><published>2005-01-05T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T19:52:15.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i really dont know whats happening to me. its either im getting more attractive or the ppl around me are starting to appreciate me. *sheepish grinns* every now and then, someone msgs me. am i getting popular?! hahas. nah, just kidding. anywhos, i really cant bear to part with my hair. its finally the colour i always wanted. update l8r. tuition time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okkie, back from tuition. ate my dinner, played my piano and all. yesterday, i went out with pastor. sembawang, admiralty, woodlands, yishun. touring singapore. pastor was very funny and corny. had lotsa fun. when i had headache, pastor offered to gimme a massage. one word- shiok. hahas. i felt so good i fell asleep on the way home. even when my head banged against the door so hardly, i didnt care. lols. sleeping too soundly, comfortably. :)&lt;br /&gt;today, e-von and e-lin picked me up from school, and we headed for jalan kayu. whats there in jalan kayu you ask? of course, its the rothi prata. ate mutton curry, original prata, egg prata- plaster style. and we shared an ice-cream prata. it was delicious. ahhhh.. i can feel it now. hahas. and so we headed to town after that on bloated stomachs. the TPE was a bumpy ride. but well, not as bad as malaysia. dont be offended any malaysians. this is my blog. further more, its the fact. okay, anyway.. we went wisma and to topshop. i met aneurin there. what a coincidence! singapore sure is small, huh. we talked under the sun(well, not really), under the air-con about everything. i cant believe i can stand on the same spot and talk non-stop. we had breaks, like 5 seconds? and jumped to other topics. hahas. it was fun catching up with aneurin. Aneurin Goh Tzi Hui. hahaha.. when we ended,...&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to get my ear pierced but my ears too small. i cant get it pierced on my bone. very disappointing. so i wanted to get a haircut instead. but decided to have it cut on friday instead. oh well.. im leading worship this friday! hope i wont create another tsunami. disaster, i meant. wish me luck!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110492484356061798?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110492484356061798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110492484356061798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110492484356061798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110492484356061798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-really-dont-know-whats-happening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110476441267394384</id><published>2005-01-03T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T23:00:12.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ze first zay of zchool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haha.. let's see. yesterday i really had problems sleeping. my oldest sister had to pat me and my older sister read me a bedtime story. *laughs* in the end, e-lin slept later than me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so today i came to school, kinda excited. dunno why too. not much to say for today. other than, my black hairspray made my white blouse greyish. gross. i hated my hair today. the feeling, and everything about it. even i did not wanna touch it. my fingers were also victims. they turned blackish grey. looked like werewolf nails. my nials are long, makes it resemble more. hahas. after school, e-von picked me up from school and we headed for lunch. i ate unagi rice. hmm.... chat alot in the car. hahaha. laughters. then went to my gramps, watched a kitty video. the one i fall asleep. i felt less confident with my grey blouse. hahaha.. i cant sleep. need bedtime story again. oh yeah. thanks for the company today, kian kuen. my dumb phone went flat. haha.. kay, end here for today. aloha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110476441267394384?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110476441267394384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110476441267394384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110476441267394384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110476441267394384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/ze-first-zay-of-zchool.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110467285585974185</id><published>2005-01-02T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T21:35:30.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i finally found the solution to my blog.. dumb.&lt;br /&gt;today's the first sunday of the year 2005. its also another sign to show school reopens tomorrow. no salon, no spray. gotta say goodbye to my bleached hair. sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the worship. well, i cant say it was bad. but it was different from the rest of the worship. and the 'one way' was not at all hyper. didnt really make me jump or something. but i do miss the camp. suffering from camp redrawal syndrome. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;went to 156 to eat. i didnt eat, except a pinch of mee-pok from eliz. then went over to northpoint to meet a whole bunch of ppl. cant really remember what happened. dun wanna remember, too tired. ate at swensens. earthquake and my chicken baked rice. it was delicious and burning. then played arcade. was really grumy and frustrated. the noise!!! i got noise polluted. okay, i better turn in early for school tomorrow. wont wanna miss the first day of school to catch up with friends! but first, i wanna practice my piano chords first. sayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110467285585974185?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110467285585974185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110467285585974185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110467285585974185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110467285585974185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-finally-found-solution-to-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110455917489300022</id><published>2005-01-01T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T13:59:34.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gawd. shit!! now i cant blog with coloured fonts. bitch. white. boring colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, just woke up at 1. slept at about 5-6am. it was fun yesterday. did the countdown in the car with my sisters, blackie chan(daniela), alex. new ppl this year. i think for last year's countdown, i missed it. cos i went to the washroom.    dammit. let's see.. we went to 102. if i rememebered correctly, there was...&lt;br /&gt;michael. jian long. samuel tang. alex. shumin. emmie. joyce. kian kei. kian kuen. karen. xiao.. i mean hui yun. shu hui. veron. gillian. jerome. i think thats all? but we did the countdown at 1. LOLs. watched White Chicks, Remember The Titans(the one i fell asleep during), Scary Movie 3. i watched Scary Movie 3 halfway and went home. it was a hilarious show but. hais.. actually wanted to stay but.. nvm. it was fun lar. laughter and all. titbits and all. i went home at 5. there were lotsa cars in the morning. hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110455917489300022?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110455917489300022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110455917489300022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110455917489300022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110455917489300022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-my-gawd.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110446319157951144</id><published>2004-12-31T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T16:08:23.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>e-van, you're looking for a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Soul Mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Who needs a fling when what you want is the whole fairytale: long walks on the beach, up-all-night conversations, and watching sunrises/sunsets in each other's arms. You're probably a picky dater who doesn't connect with just anyone. Sure a strong intellectual streak, loyalty, and a great sense of humor are terrific selling points. But if your dates can't savor romance like you do, it might be the perfect match you're dreaming of. You're hoping to find your other half, that one person who can finish your sentences, someone who really 'gets' your inner emotions. And until you find them, you probably don't mind flying solo every now and then. That's because deep down, you know that being with the wrong someone is just an obstacle to being with your one-and-only. So even as you're reading this and thinking about how to find them, know that somewhere out there, they're probably wondering the same about you. It's just a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110446319157951144?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110446319157951144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110446319157951144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110446319157951144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110446319157951144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/12/e-van-youre-looking-for-soul-mate-who.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110440620306966244</id><published>2004-12-30T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T18:03:10.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from camp not long ago.. let me fill you in with the details in camp. it was definitely fun.&lt;br /&gt;day 1&lt;br /&gt;"argh.. shit. camp again. same boring ppl, same stupid faces."-my thoughts. my group. consisted of nerd no. 1, nerd no. 2, nerd no. 3. and the list goes on.. can my life get any worse?! games. some blindfolding shit. my darn group did not play the fun games. we played all the boring ones. worship time: not to my expectations. cant feel God or anything at all. something happened that cheered me up. wenta sleep.&lt;br /&gt;day 2&lt;br /&gt;worship was slightly better. my farmer was huiyun. obviously! i knew it. she hurried and changed. but i did not know until she told me. my farmer was kian kuen. shouldnt have told me, it wont be fun anymore.went to changi beach. played the games under the rain. this time it was damn fun. everyone will have the chance to play. like the one we have to stand on top of the bbq pit backwards. there will be ppl ready to carry us at the back. many did the butt-out thingo. but mine was a perfect landing. yeahhh! cant stand it when ppl display too much self-pity. irritating! played the "cross over changi beach bridge" game. i was the second one, so finished very early. went over to the other group. felt more involved there. after that, we reached our camp, it started to pour. kian kuen, daniel, daniela, e-lin, e-liz and me played indoor soccer. wet soccer in fact. had loads and loads of fun. laughter, never stops. i dint really wanted the game to end so fast. but we had to end it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;day 3&lt;br /&gt;was the best. loved the worship. forgot what happened in the afternoon and morning. only the night. cos andrew really led very well. my fave part was when kian kuen shouted. that was totally cooool. sounded really like a rock band. i remembered what happened in the afternoon! i played basketball with my sisters and kian kuen. and daniela. but daniela's beloved alex went over to the other side of the court to play with pastor. awwww.. so saddd. back to me. during worship in the night, Pastor Martin Toh asked if anyone wanted to recieve Jesus into their hearts. i was hesitant. but my sister came over to pray for me. until she prayed finish, i started to cry. and cry. and cry. i knew there were lotsa ppl around me looking. but i just continued crying. i wasnt crying because im sad but.. hahs. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;day 4&lt;br /&gt;last day. the revelation of everything. the murderer amongst us. our farmers. but i know already. not fun!! i revealed to emmie that im her farmer. shocked, she was of course. haha.. it so happened that kian kuen was my farmer, emmie was kian kuen's farmer, and me, emmie's farmer. ate mee-pok before going home.d-e-l-i-c-i-o-u-s!!! dun feel like typing anymore. tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note that i did not write everything. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110440620306966244?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110440620306966244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110440620306966244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110440620306966244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110440620306966244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-came-back-from-camp-not-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110396155365578754</id><published>2004-12-25T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T15:59:13.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>christmas is finally here!! yesterday was not totally fun though. i recieved presents already, but ive not open them yet. i will be heading to my auntie's house later on in the night for pot luck. in other words, presents!! as you know, my size is small. sometimes i wonder whether my uncles and aunties know that im quite old already. not long ago, my uncle gave me a pokemon watch(those with every time you press the buttons, it makes noise). and he gave my younger sister an electronic game. cmon man, what am i? a 3 year old? its not that im ungrateful and stuff.. but i wanna make known that i am actually older than my sister! its getting frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i got a new case already. *ringing in my head *muahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;new shit: found&lt;br /&gt;new crush: found&lt;br /&gt;happy: a little&lt;br /&gt;regrets: a little&lt;br /&gt;irritability: high&lt;br /&gt;pimple: yes&lt;br /&gt;          -small (fortunately)&lt;br /&gt;          -rudolf the red nose raindeer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110396155365578754?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110396155365578754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110396155365578754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110396155365578754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110396155365578754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-is-finally-here-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110370253588457677</id><published>2004-12-22T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T11:12:17.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my sisters have gone to town to do some christmas shopping. and im here alone typing. have i mentioned my eldest sister touched down yesterday? i was pretty excited when she finally came back. sighing.. what the fuck am i doing here? im so damned bored. its almost the end of the holidays and im not enjoying it. before typing all these, i was in deep thoughts. i was staring at the ceiling. thinking of whatever shit that came into my head. i've discovered im not a good friend at all. i bitched about my friends. but i've never displayed hypocritisy. im glad about this. thats maybe why i noticed many of my friends dont appreciate me. its because in the first place im not respecting them but gossiping about them behind their backs. how cruel can one get? are you like that? its abnormal. i have no one to talk to but only this blog. im even wondering is there any fucking soul out there reading all these bullshits written by me. so what if you have plenty of friends? none of them are close to you and you cant figure out who you can talk to. to share your darkest secrets. to know that the person you are talking to is not at all bored at your voice. sometimes i wonder why were we borned. life can really get dull sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110370253588457677?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110370253588457677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110370253588457677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110370253588457677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110370253588457677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-sisters-have-gone-to-town-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110369433608768019</id><published>2004-12-22T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T11:14:58.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my computer is finally here. but guess what? im not using my computer but my sister's iBook. cool huh. sometimes i wonder whether do ppl actually come to my blog to read my shits. anyway, its been a long time since i updated my blog. since my bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;barbecue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;had a great time. thanx for coming everyone. love your presents. the small lil chocalate cake, the cheese cake. the foods prepared, the alcohol, and those who turned up. my presents: the eminem ENCORE cd(by joe), the necklace(shit i forgot your name. joe's friend), the piggy-nurse coinbank(jt and edmund), the earstuds(matilda), the hersheys chocolates &amp;amp; card(maggie), the super-adorable birthday card(melvina), the two tees(e-lin, e-liz, enqi). so many more. i will write down if i remember. a big THANK YOU to all the good humans. the sweet birthday smses and messages. a whole lot of them. phyllis's info of taufik's birthday. falls on the same day as me. coooool man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;to ariel chia tsin yi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i got you a present. i waited for mine to be found hanging on my gate, but it never came. soooo, you wont get yours too! i dont deny, i AM evvvil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;my birthday celebration my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;they told me that i had to go for cell that night. thats yishun. my parents said that the highway had traffic jam so we had to make a very big turn to go yishun. the next thing i knew, we were at queenway area. i tried not to think other way, like they wanna surprise me and celebrate my birthday instead. my parents are very active in church you see. but!!, pleasantly surprised, it was really the surprise. i love you family. all of them decieved me. hahs. but i liked that. :) the mouth-watering delicacies. special mee goreng, chilli crab.. so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;something too memorable to forget (falls on the same day as my birthday celebration with my family)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it was pouring. we were driving home. love being in the car when it rains. until that day. my corny father, farted. oooommmmg! stinko. imagine the suffering. the stinkyness all in the car. and we cant wind the window cos it was raining. hahahahaha. i will always remember THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;the job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the bitch. we were suppose to count the assets in the company. that bloody bitch dared scold my mother in front of me. i wanted to snap her bra. but... fark. i did not go for work the next day. my sisters went. yew know, girl problems. ha. then my father asked if i wanna tag along with him to fetch my sisters and friend and my mother. while waiting, i chatted with my father about that bloody bitch. my father said," slap her lah!!" who wont want right? i told him that. he replied, later when she comes out of the office you slap her left side face whilst i will slap the right. okkie? i laughed. my father say he will slap her till she faints. lol. the next thing we saw was that bitch walking out. i told my father she was the one.. he actually opened the door, but he was joking lah. he asked me to accompany him. slap her mah.. but my father shouted from the car,"stooopid!!!!" "stooopid girl!!". then she looked around. that was hilarious man. hahahahaha. did i mention she wore G-string when she wore white blouse and pants? idiot lah she... hope her G-string is an imitation, split her ass into half. kewwwl. alot to say lar, but this is really getting too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110369433608768019?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110369433608768019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110369433608768019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-computer-is-finally-here.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</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-8095410.post-110230172429907582</id><published>2004-12-06T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T10:56:28.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hey, im back here again. looks like i really dint update. cos i dont really have anything to update about. two of my cousins is staying in my house. jowell and josh. josh is simply cute.. so cute. snow white. and jowell, hmm... he farts. (: *pooots. for your info, i will be throwing a barbecue at east coast tomorrow. tuesday, 7th december 2004. area B, pit no. 6. come if you must, or wish. for enquiries, call e-van. thats all folks. see ya there. be there, or be square (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110230172429907582?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110230172429907582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110230172429907582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110230172429907582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110230172429907582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/12/hey-im-back-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110195368690009082</id><published>2004-12-02T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T10:14:46.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i've really not been blogging these days cos i was working. my workplace: bedok, khaki bukit. venue: Shun Li industrial building. working hours: 9am to 5.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;when i get home, i dont feel like moving or walking around. i just want to lie on my same spot and watch my tv and just enjoy the last few hours before the next day comes. but finally, my work is done. my efforts had finally paid off. The End of my tiring movie. i worked for my cousins, packing balms and oinments. being so called "lectured". they always think we are slow. but we are tired. we are not those what you call sum seh woman? i dont know what they are called but you get the point. right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the other thing is auntie wati, my maid, had went home already. now its just me and my sisters doing the laundry, the bed, the dishes, the house, and taking care of shasta. sounds as if im promoting something. this package comes in with clearing shasta's shit and urine. alot of tiring things to do. but at least i got my $150. from my work. it pays $25 a day. the pay is all right. i have given 10% of my pay, which is 15, to my mum, for tides. it is to God. when you give your first fruit to God, He will bless you abundantly. and i gave 10 to my mum. i also gave 10 to my dad but he rejected it. he said he wants me to use my money on my own. he wants me to feel how is it like spending your hard earned and deserved money. my mother accepted it saying,"this is given by you, of course i will keep it." i have such nice parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i watched singapore idol yesterday, how i wished that i was there. i voted, one for taufik. and.... he won!!! i knew it. but sylvester was also good. though one of his songs, he sang a little off-key. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TAUFIK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110195368690009082?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110195368690009082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110195368690009082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110195368690009082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110195368690009082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/12/ive-really-not-been-blogging-these.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110083874399640340</id><published>2004-11-19T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T12:32:23.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you're just jealous of me cause you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you just can't do what i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so instead of admitting it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you walk around and say all kinds of really mean things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;about me cause you're a meanie, (a meanie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but its only cause you're really jealous of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cause i'm what you wanna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so you just look like an idiot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when you say those mean things cause it's so easy to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you're really just a big weenie, (big weenie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-taken from lyrics from "ENCORE"............................. B-E-A-UTIFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110083874399640340?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110083874399640340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110083874399640340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110083874399640340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110083874399640340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/11/youre-just-jealous-of-me-cause-you-you.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110079075297015280</id><published>2004-11-18T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T23:12:32.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ohio! im trying to say "hi" in different ways nowadays. haha.. great news humans!! i got encore!! ahhhhh!!! actualli i wanted to scan an upload my receipt here to prove it. but my blooday stuuuuupid scanner carnot be used. bitch. the time when i need it the most, it HAS to be down with something. im having a bitch fit. haha.. shiiiit! by the way, im really angry ya know. but im listening to encore cd now. i appreciate good music. i love the song "Ass Like That". hahaha... beautiful music comes from talented composers. eminem. i love him soooo much man. i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him!! i went out with jonana today. rotally tiring!! really! we walked almost the whole of east coast park! imagine that! now my legs are aching like shit/ argh!!!! i dont know why im having a stomach ache. i think im going kl tomorrow. so tired!! but thething the made me happy wes the time when i went to hmv and bought encore!!! joe! brother! you dont know how grateful i am to you. and you dont know how much i love.. eminem! hahahha...awww, eminem's pictures really rule baby!! haha, the boy in the bus just now seem to be admiring my cd. (cos i was too). or was he admiring me? hahahahahaha!!!! joking. oh yeah! i dint add that buying eminem's collector's edition cd, they will give a tshirt together with it. eminem knows me too well. i tried to buy his shirts before but he knew that those shirts are really too large for me. the tshirt given with the cd is size small.it suits quite well. im in for beggy shirts now. not too small and not too big. i love it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110079075297015280?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110079075297015280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110079075297015280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110079075297015280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110079075297015280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/11/ohio-im-trying-to-say-hi-in-different.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110060120713254435</id><published>2004-11-16T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T22:56:50.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bonjour humans! haven been blogging lately. i got down with some rashes on my neck. which also is another reason why im not able to go out. it hurts badly ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i wenta sentosa with a few of my church ppls. yes, VERY few. we were expecting like about, 15 or more? but result was only 5 was available that day. the rest are shitheads. haha, nah.. i could get executed for saying that. there are spies from church who reads my blog. well, maybe. supposingly there were much more, but they sorta 'pang seh'. which was really, really shitty. quite fun lar. there was e-lin, e-liz, tong yan, joyce, kian kuen, kian kei, kelvin, jerome. oh yeah, not forgetting the main, e-van. me. haha.we played and had some fun in both sand and water. we went canoeing! or, kayaking they say. it was fun cos my partner was e-liz. we had that partner thing going on. we were fast baby! and whenever we look at tong yan and e-lin, their faces are all 'sian'. they look at us as if they are saying," how come you can have so much fun with that stupid ork and boat." haha. i dunno whether i spelt ork correctly.. or izzit orch? oh whatever, you get the point. so after that we wenta tongi's house. it was beautiful and modern. fabulous! hungry and tired, we took a taxi there. tong yan called up pizza hut. hmm.. i still can remember the first bite. delicious. and the drumsticks? spicy.. the garlic bread? nice and breath..... erm, okay next. bought auntie wati's goodbye gift. hmm, she's going back so fast= how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;church. the worship was dead man! everyone was so like, dead ppls singing. except for the worship leader. this is the not fun part. okay, here's the fun part. i went to enqi's house to play basketball. with kian kuen's ball. then eng kiat and linda came down. hahahaha! the elephant leg! lols. damn funny. hahahaha.. okay i think i wrote enough for the day. all my recollections. its not all by the way. i could go on and on and on and on.... there was church gathering in my house at night. kenneth's baby sister was soooooo small!! so cute!! so tiny! like a little doll. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110060120713254435?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110060120713254435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110060120713254435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110060120713254435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110060120713254435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/11/bonjour-humans-haven-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110025281938192868</id><published>2004-11-12T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T17:48:55.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The sky was dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The moon was high &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;All alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Just her and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Her hair so soft &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Her eyes so blue I knew just what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;She wanted to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Her skin so soft &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Her legs so fine I ran my fingers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Down her spine I didn't know how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But I tried my best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;To place my hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;On her breasts I remember my fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;My fast beating heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But slowly she spread &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Her legs apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And when she did it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I felt no shame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;All at once &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The white stuff came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;At last it's finished &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It's all over now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;My first time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Milking a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110025281938192868?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110025281938192868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110025281938192868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110025281938192868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110025281938192868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/11/sky-was-dark-moon-was-high-all-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-110005262065696646</id><published>2004-11-10T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T10:10:20.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;why oh why.. i suppose to be with e-lin, enqi and samuel now. they went to adela( e-lin's friend) house for a swim. but i cant.. cos as i said, lightning striked. *cries *screams *throws the computer on the floor. haha.. okay this is kinda getting too exaggerating. argh, i wanna go out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh by the ways, i did go out in the end yesterday. after so much talking. haha.. with samantha, tiffany, enqi and e-lin. i got a haircut, that im quite happy with. i met quite alot of peeps. first was gillian from church, then phyllis &amp; kymberly, andy from 4n2, daming.. and one boy from the technical class. who once belonged to one of my friend. haha.. ok, better nort say anything dumb or i will get into deep soup. i met more lar, but i just cant recall. about 6 people. quite alot huhs. im suppose to be going to celestine birthday party today but i will be going to malaysia later. umm, back to yesterday. oh yeah, i went to waffletown. the food was absolutely great! hmm.. the waffles we ate.. if you read most of my blogs, you realise im always eating right? cant control lars. its so difficult to resist the temptation. when going home in the mrt with enqi and e-lin, they ACTUALLY said i have put on weight! *cries and pulls hair out. *bangs head on the table till it bleeds. wahahahaha!! --&gt; this is crying wahaha, not laughing wahaha. why?! why?! why?! *ponders. maybe its the foods i consume. okay, back to the serious mode. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i have it all planned already today. going to eat claypot chicken rice then play pool.. okay, about like that. later at 3 i have a dental appointment. currently im listening to jay chou's latest album, which is great. i just called celestine up to wish her a happy birthday but she did not pick it up. its either she saw my house number blinking on her phone screen and decided to ignore it. or maybe she's just busy. frutrating. im not jumping into conclusions. i'll call her up again later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-110005262065696646?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/110005262065696646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=110005262065696646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110005262065696646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/110005262065696646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/11/why-oh-why.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-109995905029356119</id><published>2004-11-09T07:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:27:04.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i played basketball after church at the yishun CC. played with my two sisters( e-lin &amp;amp; e-liz), enqi, kian kuen, jerome, and kenneth. we were having so much fun when the volleyball faggots came along. they practically destroyed all our fun and laughter turned us to furious monsters who decided might as well let them play their iron ladies game. argh!! bloody faggots. one day i'll come back to get you!!! all the shitheds. i was in a good mood, although lightning striked that day. bud who cares?! those faggots slammed the ball and it slapped my back. that time i really wanted to screeeeeam at them, i was already having that PMS attitude face. we were outnumbered. fine fine! Iron Ladies III. idiots. wrecked my fun. argh!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh yeah, kenneth's youngest sister is finally borned! congrats to the soh family. you got yourselves a new member. adorable. but i would rather see the baby personally than see it thru a picture in a phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i did nothing. nothing at all. i stayed at home all day. you wont find me at home the next few days cos i'll probably be shopping in town. know why? haha. dont tell you! -top secret-. i ate the oranges my mum bought frm melb. THAT explains all my tummyaches, frequent visits to the toilet. ha. its as if im bedridden. bud i watched tv the whole day. if theres anything interesting going on, it would be the tv programmes. bud im sure you will not wanna hear about them. sharing about tv programmes over the net is plain dumb. bud i DO have nothing better to do... *smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tuesday, today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just woke up, sharing my stories with my fellow loyal readers. e-lin, older sister, offered to bring me along to town with enqi. of course i want to go!! but im having second thoughts alr. wud abt my tummy aches?! enqi is finally going to stay over at our house again. ha.. so should i go?! or not? they are gonna get a haircut. i wanna go.. BUT theres a but. *sighs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109995905029356119?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/109995905029356119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=109995905029356119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109995905029356119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109995905029356119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/11/sunday-i-played-basketball-after.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-109974615681298221</id><published>2004-11-06T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:45:34.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;peoples! an advice if your gonna tag. please, please &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dont&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TyPe lIkE ThIs&lt;/span&gt;. thanx. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109974615681298221?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/109974615681298221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=109974615681298221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109974615681298221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109974615681298221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/11/peoples-advice-if-your-gonna-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-109971378930757689</id><published>2004-11-06T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:46:19.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mummy is back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my mother came baq from sydney i think, 2 days ago? she bought alot, ALOT of fruits home. they are nnnnnice man, gooood. my family have been eating fruits everyday ever since. she bought a total of a hundred oranges, large-sized mangoes that we've never seen before in spore, crunchy pears, few packets of strawberries, kiwi... lemmi think, okay nvm, i forgot. sooo many ya know!!! hahas.. especially the oranges. a whole box full of it, as i said, 100. my maid have been stuffing oranges into our mouths these days. but believe me, its.. damn juicy, hmm, yumm. oh by the ways, im eating one right now. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;boxergirl and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;me and celestine met up in the morning, for social studies, subra. but turned out he didnt go school. so we decided to tag along with our friends from 3n1 to Ngee Ann Poly. (E-von che che, your school is damn big) hahaha.. we went for the class 'entrepreneurship' programme. it was fun, we even got to eat buffet. ahhh&gt; delicious!! okay, lets skip that part. we went home at 3+. jonana uncle fetched us. we were heading to.. GEYLANG. *dont think crooked. haha..we went there for food lar, malay stalls everywhere. malay pasar malam i guess. i went out with her family. well, sort of. her big brother and her mother. they were nice. her brother was very nice, not those who will keep silent the whole day. her mother was also nice. LOUD and nice. lol! we ate dinner, then went around &amp; around &amp;amp; around. i bought a beef burger home to share with my maid and siblings. yes, again delicious but my maid dint eat it. i dont know why. i was really, really tired and exhausted. but i had a great day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haiyah, jing yi actually almost came.. but in the end she did not. i know it would be much more fun. joanna... i really, really dont like your sister! not sociable. dont talk. and as you said, she always give that 'attitude' face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109971378930757689?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/109971378930757689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=109971378930757689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109971378930757689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109971378930757689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/11/mummy-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-109945922386096689</id><published>2004-11-03T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:47:04.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppls.. im talking to jonana now. on the phone of course. she just freaked me out. i think i shudnt continue lest i get goosebumps. but its so scary!! but im glad she came to me straightaway, haha, at least she knows who her true friend is. she CALL me straightaway ok!! hmm, honoured.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, jonana got a new nickname. called boxergirl. cos you know why? she wore a boxer to my house yesterday. hahaha.. i shall recite her names to you. joanna[ the name in her birth cert]. jonana, tigeress( famously known as mu lao hu), cheezedale, flabby, boxergirl. by the ways, all her nicknames are invented by the great and almighty &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YEUNG E-VAN&lt;/span&gt;. man, im so proud of my works. they grow up so fast.. *sobbing* well except for the mu lao hu.. that 1 is invented by my sec 1&amp;amp;2 class boys.. oh yah!!! got one more! called ba-ba. in other words is flabby lar. also made by her class boys. hahahaha... she's so lucky to have good friends like me. :)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i think i even missed some out, i cant rememeber ALL my works ya know. haha..&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe it mans, i only managed to score only 56 for my english. sucks. well at least i know im better than someone, who thinks that ITs english is good but always get 50 and below. please lar, grow up. this is singapore. stupid ppl live in various ways. yawns.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot, i think jing yi also got a nickname. not sure lehs. "boxergirl" was somehow also invented by maggie. i dun think i deserve ALL the credits. haha..&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think i shall end here today. i cant wait for christmas. prezzies! here i come! wooohooo! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109945922386096689?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/109945922386096689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=109945922386096689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109945922386096689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109945922386096689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/11/hey-ppls.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-109932127862436652</id><published>2004-11-01T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:48:33.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i posted a few but why is it that none came out!!! arrrr.. by the ways, now i have to go back to school everyday. sucks. okay okay, not everyday, need not go to school on friday. but school ended last week, officially. yeahhhhh!! and today, mrs othlers( i think i spelt it wrongly). haha, anyway.. she gave us a diagnose test of some sort today.. and guess what? i got third!!! though the marks dun seem to belong to a third. haha.. pathetic lah. after school, i went with jonana, jing yi and maggie for lunch. they ate prata and i tried the.. what was that? paper thosai or something like that. i had problems ordering it. i asked for a 'tissu', which i pronounced as 'tissue'. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;nowadays, me and jonana seem to always be in jing yi's house. besides that her brother sucks big time, i actually enjoy going her house!! cos we can talk all day and somehow like forget the time! we also sang KARAOKE. hahaha.. but i realised the songs we sang are practically the same!! but it was still very fun.&lt;br /&gt;right now, im on the phone with jonana, jing yi and maggie. conference. they are talking, not me. cos i cant do 2 things at one time!! oh!!!!!!!! by the ways, did you realise i finally have a tag board?! yayyy!!! at last! finally!! at least i know im not talking to a shit anymore. but i wonder whether will ppl talk? im very worried about that. oh yah, and for the tag board thing, thanx alot tina!! dunno why, i cant wait for my birthday to arrive! remember, its december the 10th, remember that now. okies, thats all for today. at least. alohA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109932127862436652?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/109932127862436652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=109932127862436652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109932127862436652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109932127862436652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-posted-few-but-why-is-it-that-none.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-109841771485282798</id><published>2004-10-23T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:48:17.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e-lin's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my family went to kenny rogers to celebrate her birthday. the one at suntec city? same as where my sister and her friends [and me] celebrated lorraine's birthday, not long ago. and ate the same thing. 'The Gambler' was the name. not as filling as 'no signboard' lehz.. if you ever wanna go kenny rogers, i suggest you dun go. cos not filling and the price, i think its rather high. but its nice lar. although i dunno whether was it the one that caused my stomach to ache. hahas. den went home.. watched some tv programs and ate some cake at 11+. it was a cheese cake and topped with a blueberry coating. stupid enqi lar!! plan plan plan in the end dint come. haiyah you!!!! when my birthday come and you do that i dun friend you!!! hahahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;sounds yummy huhs. reminds me of jonana. hahas. cheese cake, cheesedale cake. oh yah.. i talked to joanna over the phone for quite long.. i mean as in add up the time lar.. on and off. cos... cos.. haha better nort say. but was nice talking to her. we even planned to watch a movie yesterday. it was 11+ mah, in the morn. and she had an appointment at 4. so i thought from 11 to 4 have time to watch mmovie. what movie did we wanna watch ah? 2046? but it was NC16. white chicks i watched already. damn funny!!! i didnt mind watching again. the grudge? it was just another version of ju-on. so we knew what would happen. hahahas. i forgot lar. in the end we dint watch any movie. cos i had to celebrate my sister's birthday and she had an appointment. joanna wanted to go in the night. but i could only make it in the noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;so we decided on today. go out. actually it was confirmed. but ytd night she said cannot.. cos of her stupid leader. skipped school.. hais, long story. but i just blame her girl guides leader. im talking to my sister now.. on msn. chatting about not all friends can be trusted. must be careful. i agree!!!! kays, im getting tired. sound so boring today. update later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109841771485282798?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109841771485282798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109841771485282798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/10/e-lins-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</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-8095410.post-109801078372132228</id><published>2004-10-17T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:57:28.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;dude! babes! i baaack.. hahas. i know im kinda crazzie. why is that? cos im in a good mood of course. muahahaha.. i dun haf to go school tomorrow... lalalalalala~ so happie x]. singing.. singing.. singing!!! yeah baby thats what i do. im happy for no reason though. hahax. today, i went to church. you should know, thats what i do every sunday. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im HOLY WOMAN!&lt;/span&gt; hahaz. im not a girl, not yet a woman. the chimness in this is yeah, chim. okays! back to me. im gonna join a soccer team!!!! wooooohoooo!!!! at last i can at least get my very own soccer boots!! ooh baby just shake that thang! hahahaha... crazy me. ok my faithful readers, u dun hafta be jealous. soccer boots soccer boots!! haha.. btw, can someone help me out? i dunno how to put a taggy..or tag. or, something like that. you know what i mean, dont you? i know, i know, im stupid. dun even know how to put that shit. cos its so boring ya know, im typing everyday like hell, but no replies. its as if im talking to myself or something. eeee.. creepy. and i know, i have no links. haha.. im not good at htmls ya know. im not one of those computer experts out there. but im not insulting them, k.&lt;br /&gt;hmms.. i got my phone bill yesterday. it was... 75+ bucks. its counted as high right? i got a little scolding from my mum. okay okay, so it was not little. i dont know why!! i just changed my plan to iOne plus.. its stated that its incoming calls free all day. i thought its 500 messages free. but it turned out 360 free messages free only. right now, i wanna change my plan to starhub. much better right??!! have incoming calls free all day, and can have 1000 messages free. im living in a stupid world, wasting my parent's hard-earned money. wei sheng mo hui zhe yang?! i have decided to work. to earn my own money, with my owm hard work, with the two hands that i have. with my might, i shall earn a million. well in my dreams! a salary of over 250 bucks would be alright for me. alritey!~ i think i should and must end here now. told you im talkative. in fact, i can continue without a stop. but i dun wanna bore you. so there it is, end of dear diary today. -no two-headed freaks allowed-.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109801078372132228?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/109801078372132228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=109801078372132228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109801078372132228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109801078372132228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/10/dude-babes-i-baaack.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-109791539218371084</id><published>2004-10-16T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:50:02.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;apologies. my computer was down. yay!!! at last i can continue writing all the shit here again! hahas. niways, exams are soooooooo over!! english &amp;amp; chinese[long ago], combined science, math, history, social studies, art.. wait. is that all?? or did i miss out one subject? cme? cant be. realised that we study lesser subjects than the lower sec. but its okay aniwae. ours are much more tougher! oh yes!!! have you seen the latest eminem song? its called "just lose it". it was totally... wooooohoo!!!~ beyong description. ok, one word - awwwwwwesome! omg he's so damn cute. :). hrmms.. lemmi think. what happened lately? hey, did i mention that i led cell group? ok, nvm. dont talk about it. it was disaster and total humiliation. hahas. now at least i know im not cut out to be a worship leader. but there's one thing, my dream to be famous will never have a fullstop to it! yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;my younger sister(e-liz), psle is over. im sure she will be able to get into a good school. or at least, not MY school. did you realise that whitley secondary school is always unknown? like, "whitley secondary? never heard of that.." or something else like that. oh yah! my mother actually allowed e-liz to go with her to melbourne on her business trip. one free ticket. of course e-liz wanted to go. but she would be all alone. (me eldest sister is studying there currently). so me, zhuo da jie de, must be nice what, right? so i volunteered to accompany e-liz to melbourne. but that would be another 700 bucks. i asked my mum. i got a NO and another NO and finally, one last NO. i wanna go melbourne!!!!!! actually i wanna go perth, visit jaryllyn. my long lost friend. im missing her sooo much. sad. sad. sad. im speechless. i got nothing in my head. i just wanna go melbourne (or perth)!!! okay. i wanna end today's here. wait!!! i forgot to add this! i realisedm that i hate my friends to be two-faced. i really, really, dont like it at all.. dont ever two-face me you two-faced!!!! argh!!! FAKE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109791539218371084?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/109791539218371084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=109791539218371084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109791539218371084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109791539218371084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/10/apologies.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-109668632423253577</id><published>2004-10-03T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:51:10.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;boo~ exams are here.. english &amp;amp; mother tongues over. at last! but theres still social studies, humanities, maths, art.. still got alot lar, but forgot already. do you think i will pass?? shiiit. my english, the most important subject. dunno whether will pass anot. cos' of my composition. my compo is always the one that pulls me up. pray that i will pass.. so damn shitty. mother tongue(chinese). i have 85% ba wo. okay, make that 90. but im still veri worried for my english. miss bok mark our papers so strictly. 30:70 chance that i will pass. HHOWW?!!! help me lord. pples reading this, help me pray that i will pass kays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109668632423253577?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/109668632423253577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=109668632423253577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109668632423253577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109668632423253577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/10/boo-exams-are-here.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-109547464569850161</id><published>2004-09-19T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:51:36.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>avril lavigne</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok peeps, here it goes. i dun like avril lavigne and im writing this to show WHY i dont like her! avril, i know you came out to do music and wanna show the whole world your music and shit like that. the thing is, you dun have to show the whole world you're cool and dislike asians like us. some asians, actualli. are plain stupid, plain dumb. you know that avril lavigne discriminate asians like us, yet you still worship her like a pathetic fool. she's just but a big bloody poser, and she's a fake. dig that. your songs are nice and i like it. your the first celebrity i ever hate so much. its not hate, its just a dislike. lavigne is always trying to add words like 'fuck' and 'shit' into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; her songs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;supposingly and actually, she's just trying to make her songs sound nicer. canadians like you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;idiots.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;d yO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;u kn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ow?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that some whites like her, despise us asians? some[actually mostly], when they walk past us, they tend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to spit on the floor. tHis is not from me. i dunno where i heard this but its definitely true. if i get the chance, i will surely show her this or tell her str8 in the face. she says that the audiences(us), do not understand her. then why not&lt;/span&gt; you tell us, so to make us understand the mind of a big fake?! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you stupid afro lavigne&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td height="1" unselectable="on"  style="font-size:1pt;"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109547464569850161?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/109547464569850161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=109547464569850161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109547464569850161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109547464569850161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/09/avril-lavigne.html' title='avril lavigne'/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-109543685906599974</id><published>2004-09-18T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:52:38.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;yo dawg! whassup?? check it out its me again!! hahaz. i know im just being PLAIN LAME. :). its been.. 6 years, i haven updated my blog. enqi even say my blog is boring. ok!ok! i admit lah. its kinda boring cos i dunno how to do a shit about making my blog look more interesting. as long as eminem is here, its the nicest!! so yah, coming back to me. just came back from cell group (as usual). guess what? we ate pizza today and did some sharing. kinda fun. but also, kinda boring. haha, got ppl sang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+off-key+&lt;/span&gt; when singing. so damn funny. but im a good girl, i dun laugh at ppl. :). i noe i dint update my blog recently cos cant find anything interesting and i dint wanna bore the readers. [or, my fans] :)). oh!!!! the happiest day was when i scolded one person off. its the best thing ive ever did, and i never felt regretful one bit. and im still happy right now! hahaz. i told him to f*** off, that he's the worst despo ive ever met, and am damn irritated. blame it on him, msging me non-stop. glad i told him off. *big grin*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;yesterday, or is it before yesterday? i was kinda mad with one of my friends, just that she dint realise it. but im putting here to let her know, although im not that angry anymore.. you got a new phone, ( the one you exchanged with your mother and reporting to the whole world how much you detest your phone), first, you said you missed your 3100. next, you started making me mad by saying its so damn cheap and you gave that bloody stupid bitchy face. you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KNEW&lt;/span&gt; i was carrying your bloody dumb phone. and i can tell you, i love my phone loads, and im not the only one carrying your so called 'lousy phone'. theres meiding, grace, wai lai, wira.... theres &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; many ppl carrying this phone and your insulting it. the worst thing is, you insulted something very valuable, precious to me. and i cant take a blow such as this. you just dun appreciate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; the things ard you, noe that?! and by the way, your 3100 is FREE. next time you wanna complain to me, make sure its not something i like. got the anger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td height="1" unselectable="on"  style="font-size:1pt;"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109543685906599974?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/109543685906599974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=109543685906599974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109543685906599974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109543685906599974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/09/yo-dawg-whassup-check-it-out-its-me.html' title=''/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-109443605853586391</id><published>2004-09-07T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:54:28.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>titleless</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;hiyee peeps. im finally awake! ytd i came online fer 2 minutes.. den went out. my hse here so dark everyone almost gonna turn in, i wun dare to come here. niwae, ytd tired man.. we ate claypot chicken rice. jealous? hungry? muahahahaz.. i now you are. dont haf to deny it. =). lets see.. oh, enqi stayed in my hse overnight. hmm.. before we head off to chinatown, we were all....... sleeping? nope. watching tv? nope. chatting? nope. hahahahz.. we were studying lahz. quite difficult to believe yah.. kekez. oh! this is a song sang by my pastor, rev gordon yesterday in church. i don quite remember it, but anyways, here it goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh lord, its hard to be humble,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;cos everyday when i look into the mirror,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;that face just get better looking day by day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh lord its hard to be humble,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but i'll try be humble and obey....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;ok, my mum wants the com. g2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;g peeps. byee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109443605853586391?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/109443605853586391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=109443605853586391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109443605853586391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109443605853586391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/09/titleless.html' title='titleless'/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-109422652249155156</id><published>2004-09-04T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:53:27.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;for you alone deserve all glory&lt;br /&gt;for you alone deserve all praise&lt;br /&gt;father we worship and, adore you&lt;br /&gt;father we long to see your face.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;thats one of the song my cell sang today. nice right. hahax. anyways, today.. is the last day of school!! kekex. after school phyllis, kevin, and fabian (yes, the same ppl again) came my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=house&amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt; to dye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=hair&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;. phyllis dint dye. *sigh*. turn out, kevin got the MOST obvious 1. realli veri obvious, so red. kevin shud be honoured cos ME and PHYLLIS help u dye 1 kay! somemore got style sia. so proud of myself. heez. sppose to go with enqi english tuition today. but i wanted to stay at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=home&amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, so tired dun wanna go anywhere. so i skipped today's tuition. and yah, went to cell lorz. oh yah! went on the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=home&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, i heard Toro's song.. the 'ai qing jiu xiang........ shuo lai jiu lai shuo qu jiu qu...' that 1. its copy and modify mayday's song ya noe! it sounds almost the same just that Toro changed it a little. hey Toro:"get your own sense of style!! no originality." got the looks, no brains. just ate roti prata. hmm.. nice. yah, supper again. gonna grow fat in no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=time&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.. hahaz. chui mei and celestine go mt. kinabalu. takkaire.. erm, &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;celestine, your tamagochi is growing well.. :)&lt;/span&gt; thanx to me! heeheez..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="10fe1881"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109422652249155156?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/109422652249155156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=109422652249155156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109422652249155156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109422652249155156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/09/last-day-of-school.html' title='the last day of school'/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-109411658320574370</id><published>2004-09-02T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:43:30.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the tears of joy (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;heyy!got back my results today. my class ar, the teachers dun wanna give us our report books. they are afraid we will lose it. hahas. anyway, back to my results =p. i got 3 distinctions!! so damn happy. for myself. heex. my worst subject became my best. its sooo unbelievable. my maths, from 37(last term) can jump to 85. hohohoho. im so &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;HAPPIEE&lt;/span&gt;. heex. den my chinese and art. the best subjects veri good, band 1. den the rest, haha. band 5! lols. kinda weird. but the sad thing is, many of my friends' studies did not improve but deteriorate. work hard guys! if i can do it, you can too (:!! it doesnt feel nice celebrating alone, you experienced it before. right? so study hard and celebrate for our final year results! im waiting for that day yahs? kekex. [[to celestine and chui mei: takkaire of yourselves at mount kinabalu. dont forget to get me and phyllis presents! hahax. JK. lols. hmm. enjoy yourselves!]]. last day of school tomorrow then hols already! play hard, study hard, play hard, play hard. kekex. alritey, thats all for today. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-SMILES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;:)) :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="73c811b1"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="7a46ad60"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109411658320574370?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/109411658320574370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=109411658320574370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109411658320574370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109411658320574370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/09/tears-of-joy.html' title='the tears of joy (:'/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095410.post-109404720096902795</id><published>2004-09-02T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:42:04.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;alrite. hmm. just ate finished tang yuan for supper. feeling damn bloated now. *burps*. nothing much. dint go out today. just stayed at home, watch tv, read a little of book. author: jeffrey archer. kinda bored. and my irritating brother is giving me a curfew. wanna continue his 'runescape' game. he's so crazy over that. boys. sheesh. (: im left with 7 seven minutes. what should i write? oh! happy teacher's day everyone! (its the actual teacher's day today, right?) feeling kinda bored. erm.. i changed my phone plan today! to iOne plus. not a big deal? its kinda a big deal to me. hahas.more free sms. more talktime. and incoming calls free. all day! chatted to my friend by sms. apparently the whole day. since noon 1 to 9? wonder how much money i used. yay! next week is the hols already! going malaysia for a day or two. i dunno why, i feel kinda excited knowing that im gonna study the whole of next week. oh yes! i got 85% for my maths. simply awesome. lols. congratulate me when you have the time. heex.. alrite, my brother's hurrying me now. 'runescape'. is that his life? 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border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hey! its teachers' day today! no present for any teacher. dint bothered to buy. (in fact, i did not know it was teachers' day ever since this monday). lets see.. mdm lo came into the class, NO ONE gave her any present. kinda poor thing ya noe. her own class, no present. but at least i said a happy teachers' day to her. its kinda sad ya noe, no present. haiz.. then there was ms bok, mr damien yeo. no more. almost all free period lahs. den after recess got a performance.. quite boring.. but the nicest ones were the malay group, 4e1, hmm.. and the netballers? hahaz.. the funniest one is the 3 girls and two boys. they sang jay chou's song. walau.. one of the girl kip 'zao xia'. den like almost the whole song out of tune. hahaz. den so dam funny.. but i controlled lah. try not to laugh if not the person on stage sure mei mian zi 1. den actualli sppose to meet my primary school friends after school. den i wait wait wait so long at that stupid bishan interchange so long.. i keep calling my friends handphones they dint pick up. den after very long, i call again den ariel pick up. "hmm.. we are going plaza sing to watch the movie.. there's 7 of us going. but you only know me, michelle and rebecca.. hmm.. so.. "--&gt; what would you say if you were me? "can i come along?!!" no right! its obvious she didnt want me to go. then why dint you tell me not to go at the first plaCe!! shit you! just push me aside and pretend nothing happened! why must you ALWAYS make me so angry?!! argh!!!!!!!!! so maddening. i was SO DAMN ANGRY. but i still had to go home.. reach home watch tv and stare at shit. hahaz. but i was realli angry.. come to think of it, now i still angry!!! so angry!!! ARGH!!! its not over-sensitive or whatever shit. its normal for me to get angry. ok, now im too angry to write any further. shall end here today. peace out-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td height="1" unselectable="on"  style="font-size:1pt;"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="94aa4238"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td height="1" unselectable="on"  style="font-size:1pt;"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="a76f7d40"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td height="1" unselectable="on"  style="font-size:1pt;"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="87bf2940"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095410-109394316495025279?l=orangeboxers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/feeds/109394316495025279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8095410&amp;postID=109394316495025279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109394316495025279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095410/posts/default/109394316495025279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangeboxers.blogspot.com/2004/09/qing-kuang-bu-le-guan.html' title='qing kuang bu le guan'/><author><name>e-van</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882621339341929430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
