<?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-8864143</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:03:35.640+08:00</updated><category term='I am not afraid to keep on living'/><category term='Gosh I love this song'/><category term='Famous last words :p'/><category term='I am not afraid to walk this world alone'/><title type='text'>sk8ter wOrlD</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8864143.post-4701812277766752198</id><published>2007-02-06T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T09:01:04.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Famous last words :p'/><title type='text'>I have left the building!!</title><content type='html'>DUDES! I have moved to &lt;a href="http://www.whenbothourcars-collide.blogspot.com"&gt;www.whenbothourcars-collide.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole sk8ter thing just isn't me anymore :P By the way, the cars colliding thing is taken helena by MCR!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-4701812277766752198?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4701812277766752198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=4701812277766752198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/4701812277766752198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/4701812277766752198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-have-left-building.html' title='I have left the building!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-2166383015717608582</id><published>2007-02-02T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T17:47:27.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am not afraid to walk this world alone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am not afraid to keep on living'/><title type='text'>What am I living for?</title><content type='html'>Isn't this the question everyone asks themselves when everything seems to be going wrong? What am I living for....I honestly don't know. It apparently isn't God anymore because I'm beginning to doubt His existence. Okay, not BEGINNING, since all this started last year as a tiny seed of doubt. That tiny seed has now blossomed into a full grown oak tree. I therefore proclaim myself an almost-atheist. That's kinda cute actually. My dad'll freak if he sees this. So much for being  pastor's daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was just totally depressing. I had no clue what to write for my argumentative essay and whatever I did manage to write was jus total crap. My english is even worse than before. I just KNOW I'm gonna fail. Koh Swee Jin finished her whole freakin essay within EL period itself and her essay was like WAY longer than mine. During geography or any other period these days I have no idea what the hell the teacher is talking about and my friggin genius of a partner is answering all the questions and doing all the sums correctly. I feel so INFERIOR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came CHEM SPA. Gosh I had no clue what I was doing, what molecular mass was and what source of error there was. Like WHAT THE HELLLLLL!!!! I'm gonna fail that too. Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm really wondering, what the heck am I doing in this school? How did I make it to Cedar in the first place. I cheered up a lilttle when I listened to MCR though. Honestly, their music is the only thing that's keeping me going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-2166383015717608582?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2166383015717608582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=2166383015717608582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/2166383015717608582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/2166383015717608582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-am-i-living-for.html' title='What am I living for?'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-3917950021633161276</id><published>2007-01-19T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T18:42:59.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT MY PPPPPHONE!!!</title><content type='html'>Mummy DEAREST confiscated my phone. Just when we were getting to know each other.(me and my phone, i mean). And don't ask me why. I'll tell you myself when I find out. IF  I find out. Gosh i miss it soooo much. I don't know why. Am pining away for thee dearest phone. Have to find a way to get it back without freakin sucking up to my mum. If she wants me to play nice she can dream on. I'm saving up to buy a phone for myself. That way she has absolutely no right to take my phone away from me.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;Actually I think I have enought money but I'm reserving $100 for an MCR concert. I just KNOW they're coming over this year. RAY TORO himself said so . YOU PROMISED DUDE! And i'm gonna hold you to it. So I have to start from scratch. But it'll be worth it. It HAS to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-3917950021633161276?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3917950021633161276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=3917950021633161276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/3917950021633161276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/3917950021633161276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-want-my-ppppphone.html' title='I WANT MY PPPPPHONE!!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-4919040479818562985</id><published>2007-01-08T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:14:12.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gosh I love this song'/><title type='text'>Dead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And if your heart stops beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'll be here wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Did you get what you deserve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The ending of your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And if you get to heaven I'll be here waiting, babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Did you get what you deserve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The end, and if your life won't wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then your heart can't take this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Have you heard the news that you're dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;No one ever had much nice to say I think they never liked you anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oh take me from the hospital bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wouldn't it be grand? It ain't exactly what you planned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And wouldn't it be great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;If we were dead? Ohh dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Tongue-tied and oh so squeamish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You never fell in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Did you get what you deserve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The ending of your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And if you get to heaven I'll be here waiting, babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Did you get what you deserve?The end, and if your life won't wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then your heart can't take this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Have you heard the news that you're dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;No one ever had much nice to say I think they never liked you anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oh take me from the hospital bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wouldn't it be grand to take a pistol by the hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And wouldn't it be great if we were dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And in my honest observation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;During this operation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Found a complication in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So long, 'Cause now you've got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Maybe just two weeks to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Is that the most the both of you can give? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;If life ain't just a joke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then why are we laughing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;If life ain't just a joke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then why are we laughing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;If life ain't just a joke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then why am I dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;DEAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-4919040479818562985?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4919040479818562985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=4919040479818562985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/4919040479818562985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/4919040479818562985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2007/01/dead.html' title='Dead!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-7095395357535030627</id><published>2006-12-26T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T16:56:28.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas! My favourite time of the year</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was christmas. Nothing much happened this time round. My brother's in Hong kong, Gloria's in malaysia, and i was desperately hoping for some MCR merch for a prezzie but OBVIOUSLY- didn't happen. So now I'm here trying to finish my Goddamn homework. Not working. Surprise surprise. Oh yes. And Shang Yu reminded me to update about the section outing. So I shall...&lt;br /&gt;We went out(was it friday?can't remember now). who came?...er....ME!!WOOHOO!!! And then the other people aren't so important but I'll tell you anyways. Shang Yu, Hui min, Aqila, You Ting and Sherilyn Ng. Yup. First we went bowling in this super sucky bowling alley in marina square(trust me. Don't go there if your looking for an enjoyable bowling experience. SAFRA's better) Then we watched night at the museum. It's cute but forgettable. But it'll be worth it if you only want to see Ben Stiller beat-boxing, singing, and getting slapped by monkeys. Yup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-7095395357535030627?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7095395357535030627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=7095395357535030627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/7095395357535030627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/7095395357535030627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-my-favourite-time-of-year.html' title='Christmas! My favourite time of the year'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-5726729014779476289</id><published>2006-12-10T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T14:42:33.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'VE BEEN HACKED!!!</title><content type='html'>I know i haven't updated in AGES! But alot has happened since then.&lt;br /&gt;Like, my brother got bitten by a German Shepherd!!! Shocking ain't it? Just yesterday. He was supposed to go down a buy something so he was waiting for the lift. And then the dog-it lives just one floor above us, was taken for a walk see, and it happened to be in that lift. So when the door opened i think my bro was too close, so it just bit him. When my bro came back he was shaking like nobody's business. There was a pretty big hold in his shorts, and you could see like the dog's bite mark in his thigh. Ouch. Now i'm the only one in the family who hasn't got bitten by a dog. Yet. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;  And then at night, i came home from Ikea(it sucks by the way,nothing for teens. So Gloria and I were busy banging pots and pans and singing MCR songs-MCR RULES!!!-while everyone watched and Gloria's mum looked for stuff) i logged into my neopets account(yes i still play. PROBLEMO AMIGO???!!!) and found that someone hacked into my account acnd stole all, i repeat ALL my money. And in order to do that they needed my pin number. So they hacked into my EMAIL ACCOUNT WHICH IS TWICE AS BAD to find out my Pin number and then took all my money. Stupid bastard. If I find him I'll bash his fucking head into the wall TILL HE BLEEDS. I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-5726729014779476289?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5726729014779476289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=5726729014779476289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/5726729014779476289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/5726729014779476289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-been-hacked.html' title='I&apos;VE BEEN HACKED!!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-4685795989013406494</id><published>2006-11-16T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T20:17:14.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>None. Hah</title><content type='html'>Ello. I'm listening to black eyed peas' LET'S GET RETARDED! Get cuckoo...whoots! MCR rox. Okay, enough with the randomness. PUMP IT! (another b.e.p. song) I shall give you frequent updates on the songs playing on my com. Cuz i've got nothing better to do.So today we stayed in the family center after band for like, 3 hrs to do the props for the sec 4 farewell.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, half the section was doing props while the other half (moi included) was busy singing old songs from like backstreet boys, westlife, boyzone, etc. I WANT CANDY! Okay, that's not playing on my com. That's just one of the songs we sang today. My hump my hump. Err... &lt;em&gt;that's&lt;/em&gt; playing on my com. heheeee. Told you I have nothing better to do. "I say no but they keep givin. So I keep on takin" wheheee. ARGH! I'm so not acting emo right now. That's very un-me. I like that word...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-4685795989013406494?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4685795989013406494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=4685795989013406494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/4685795989013406494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/4685795989013406494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/11/none-hah.html' title='None. Hah'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-116308091833192363</id><published>2006-11-09T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:32.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not okay(I promise)</title><content type='html'>I just wish I could freakin die. How much do you think a fifteen year old can take? Blow after blow. First from my mum, then my dad, now THAT BITCH. Blaming me for things I have absolutely no control over. Bitch will you just fucking SHUT UP for once and LET ME TALK!&lt;br /&gt;      God, if you're trying to tell me something, I get the bloody hint already! Do you have to be so harsh? Maybe you didn't notice the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEYOND REDEMPTION&lt;/span&gt; sign I hung out the window. In times like these, when it is YOU I turn to... you do this. [&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jesus, you're all this heart is livin for&lt;/span&gt;] I mean it. If only thoughts were tangible. They'll be so much easier to sort out and clear.&lt;br /&gt;      Do you have to keep telling me I'm useless, that you wish I was not your daughter and worst, that I have absolutely NO TALENT. That crushed me. I'm taking longer to get back up on my feet after each blow. How much longer?{&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when they knock you down and out, that's where you oughta stay~ MCR&lt;/span&gt;}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-116308091833192363?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/116308091833192363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=116308091833192363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/116308091833192363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/116308091833192363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-not-okayi-promise.html' title='I&apos;m not okay(I promise)'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-116264071263957678</id><published>2006-11-04T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:32.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood</title><content type='html'>I gave you blood, blood, gallons of the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I gave you all that you can drink and it has never been enough.&lt;br /&gt;I gave you blood, blood, blood&lt;br /&gt;I'm the kind of human wreckage that you love.&lt;br /&gt;~MCR. Blood&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to mummy &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks for making my bloody life as miserable as you possibly can&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-116264071263957678?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/116264071263957678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=116264071263957678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/116264071263957678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/116264071263957678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/11/blood.html' title='Blood'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-116256193908508112</id><published>2006-11-03T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:32.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCR obsession</title><content type='html'>Eversince I bought &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE BLACK PARADE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've been My chemical romance obsessed. Can you tell? I spend like 2-3 hrs a day doing mcr related stuff.  Especially this blogskin. Took me a GAZILLION years to edit it so it looked better. So proud of myself!! YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-116256193908508112?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/116256193908508112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=116256193908508112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/116256193908508112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/116256193908508112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/11/mcr-obsession.html' title='MCR obsession'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-116037007821886157</id><published>2006-10-09T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:32.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom felton</title><content type='html'>I dreamt of Tom felton last night. GAH! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/622/1600/normal_hamaila-draco.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-116037007821886157?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/116037007821886157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=116037007821886157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/116037007821886157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/116037007821886157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/10/tom-felton.html' title='Tom felton'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-116010893756269367</id><published>2006-10-06T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:32.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAPHOOOO!!!!</title><content type='html'>IT IS FINISHED!!!WOOHOO!!! 3C Bio girls were the first in the WHOLE LEVEL to finish exams!!! heh.HAHAHA!! whoots. So now I'm sitting here in the com lab waiting for he physics people to finish their goddamn paper so that we can go out !  nanananaaaa.lalala...oooh. I feel so GAY! hah. not in that way. dude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-116010893756269367?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/116010893756269367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=116010893756269367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/116010893756269367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/116010893756269367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/10/yaphoooo.html' title='YAPHOOOO!!!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-115901054492611270</id><published>2006-09-23T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:31.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkin park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When I look into your eyes there's nothing there to see&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but my own mistakes staring back at me&lt;br /&gt;Everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Even the people who never frown eventually break down&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you see&lt;br /&gt;You're still so blind to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I got a heart full of pain, head full of stress[Nobody's listening]&lt;br /&gt;Handfull of anger, held in my chest[Nobody's listening]&lt;br /&gt;Uphill struggle, blood sweat and tears[Nobody's listening]&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to gain, everything to fear[Nobody's listening]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to run&lt;br /&gt;Replacing this pain with something numb&lt;br /&gt;If I could change I would, take back the pain I would&lt;br /&gt;Retrace every wrong move that I made I would&lt;br /&gt;If I could stand up and take the blame I would&lt;br /&gt;Just washing it aside&lt;br /&gt;All of the helplessness inside&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I don't feel misplaced&lt;br /&gt;It's so much simpler than change&lt;br /&gt;~Linkin park&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-115901054492611270?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115901054492611270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=115901054492611270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115901054492611270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115901054492611270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/09/linkin-park.html' title='Linkin park'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-115770916756388447</id><published>2006-09-08T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:31.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul twohill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/622/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/622/320/untitled.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAUL&lt;/span&gt; PAUL WHY PERSECUTEST THOU ME!!!!Man! I was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ware that he was in danger of getting kicked out. So I was &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;nhappy and un-me from the moment I woke up. ARGH!&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;et's just hope he returns to showbiz soon.&lt;br /&gt;I would have bawled like a baby if my parents hadn't been around. They actually had the AUDACITY TO LAUGH at my obvious distress. I was mourning and they were mocking! Saying stuff like, if you hadn't voted for Paul he would still be in. HOW THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MAKE SENSE?! They were against him from the start just because of his hair(which rocks by the way) and his wacky antics(which is one of the reasons why everyone else loves him).&lt;br /&gt;The brave one to represent emos and punks all over the world. Okay, I know I'm not making sense right now but you can't blame me. I'm sad!! Can you tell?I sahll leave you with a quote from the greatest idol contestant ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SAY SAY SAY!!! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/622/1600/Paul%20and%20mat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/622/320/Paul%20and%20mat.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hehx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-115770916756388447?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115770916756388447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=115770916756388447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115770916756388447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115770916756388447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/09/paul-twohill.html' title='Paul twohill'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-115650187935566457</id><published>2006-08-25T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:31.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7-1</title><content type='html'>YAY! I redeemed myself today by scoring two goals. Hoohoo! We won &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7-1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haha! Even Swee Jin scored one which was quite a &lt;/span&gt; feat cuz SHE WAS THE GOALKEEPER! she was just trying whack the ball away when it came toward our side of the goal post but ended up shooting all the way to the other goal post and scored a goal!SWITCH, YOU ROCKKK!!&lt;br /&gt;   And people, vote for &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Paul. I want an emo to wiinn!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-115650187935566457?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115650187935566457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=115650187935566457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115650187935566457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115650187935566457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/08/7-1.html' title='7-1'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-115615804881152572</id><published>2006-08-21T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:31.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOCCER FEVER!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/622/1600/man%20u%20jersey.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another declaration to make. No, it has nothing to do with Mr Tan this time. He still rocks though. Anyways, on with the declaration.&lt;br /&gt;I'M &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SOCCER&lt;/span&gt; CRAZY!! I know it's kinda like a delayed reaction cuz Fifa 06 ended like, last month. But see, all this stemmed from our soccer practices during PE. I seriously have a ball of a time kicking the ball around and scoring hatricks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda pissed off with myself though. Cuz you see, 2 weeks ago, my team won &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5-1&lt;/span&gt;. I repeat &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5-1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I scored 3 out of those 5 goals by the way. One of those goals was scored with bothe Yinxue and Vidhya guearding the goalpost.Yay me. WAHAHAHA!! Then our whole class played together. Though none of us scored, after the game there were like people complimenting me on my soccer skills so I was on cloud nine for the rest of the week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then the week after that, our team lost 1-0, cuz our goal post was left unguarded while THEY had &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THREE &lt;/span&gt;defenders on their side who simply REFUSED to let me through. Sheesh. I was furious with myself for the rest of the week, and Bao hui was like " why are you taking one soccer game so seriously" honestly...I don't know. I've gone NUTSSS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now all I can think about is soccer, I'm showing an interest even in the S-LEAGUE. my mum's starting to worry cuz I'm jumping about like crazy playing soccer with MY CAT and my desktop wallpaper is the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Man U logo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Woohoo! Go Red devils. haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/622/1600/man%20u%20logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="149" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/622/400/man%20u%20logo.jpg" width="173" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-115615804881152572?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115615804881152572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=115615804881152572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115615804881152572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115615804881152572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/08/soccer-fever.html' title='SOCCER FEVER!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-115582450405006642</id><published>2006-08-17T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:31.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eric Tan Day!!</title><content type='html'>I declare that today is officially &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MR ERIC TAN DAY&lt;/span&gt;!!! cuz Mr Tan was super cute today. Shall tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;  See, today Sylviane wrote on the board ' Sylviane was here'. Any other teacher would have completely erased it  or ignored it. But Mr Tan saw it and he was like,  "sylviane, you're still here. Why is it in past tense. I should tell your english teacher." Then he erased the 'was' and wrote 'is'. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;SO CUTE!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We couldn't stop laughing after that so he thought we were laughing at him or something so he was like "I don't like people to laugh AT me". But he was smiling when he said that, so we laughed even more. Then he said " I notice ya'll are very moody" We didn't understand it the first time so he went "MOOOODY!" which sounded like an impersanation of a cow. Damn cute man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-115582450405006642?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115582450405006642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=115582450405006642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115582450405006642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115582450405006642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/08/eric-tan-day.html' title='Eric Tan Day!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-115451965893127466</id><published>2006-08-02T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:31.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAMBOO!!</title><content type='html'>I WANNA LEARN SPANISH!!!!It's such a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; language don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt; Band was boring. Stupid NDP crap. Nobody even pays us any attention or gives a damn about the fact that there are people, trying their &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hardest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to play as nicely and loudly as possible and practicing &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;continuosly&lt;/span&gt; and what do you ingrates do when we play on the actual day? You talk. And after NDP the principal or whoever will thank ncc,npcc,red cross, the dancers and performers, E.V.E.R.Y.O.N.E!  except the band. Cause we're bloody invisible and completely inaudible. All 80+ of us. Thankyouverymuch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-115451965893127466?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115451965893127466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=115451965893127466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115451965893127466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115451965893127466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/08/bamboo.html' title='BAMBOO!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-115348338499462715</id><published>2006-07-21T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:31.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clar sect-indian pose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/622/1600/Clar-indian%20pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/622/320/Clar-indian%20pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! Here's one of the pics we took on wednesday's sectionals. Super cool huh. Samantha got to be in front cuz she's OBVIOUSLY the tallest. And the 'band buffet' on thursday was great!! Still waiting for Mr Ong's buffet. He changed the budget to $1000!! Is that cool or what? Mr Ong you rock. Wow. He's buying us $1000 worth of food because we got a gold. As if that in itself wasn't reward enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-115348338499462715?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115348338499462715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=115348338499462715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115348338499462715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115348338499462715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/07/clar-sect-indian-pose.html' title='Clar sect-indian pose'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-115348285387099441</id><published>2006-07-21T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:30.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My anthem</title><content type='html'>My Anthem:&lt;br /&gt;  I found myself wrong again&lt;br /&gt;Starin out my window&lt;br /&gt;Wonderin what it is I should have said&lt;br /&gt;I found myself at home again&lt;br /&gt;Waitin for the after call&lt;br /&gt;From a fallout that feels like such a mess&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can only be myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm sorry that's hell for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]:&lt;br /&gt; Heyyy so what's my damage today&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me get in your way&lt;br /&gt;Let it out like you always do&lt;br /&gt;The trouble between me and you&lt;br /&gt;Is nothing new&lt;br /&gt;  So I listen to you complain and then&lt;br /&gt;I bite my tongue in vain again&lt;br /&gt;As I let it all just slowly settle in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Such a pretty picture that you paint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm so vile while your a saint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how your eyes see thick not thin&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh I can only be myself&lt;br /&gt;Your lookin for someone&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You know how to give it but you can't take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all just a waste now you can save it&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;Is never good enough, never good&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;  Save your breath cause here comes the truth&lt;br /&gt;I'm over the drama of you&lt;br /&gt;And that's something new&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm starin' out my window&lt;br /&gt;Wonderin' what it is I should have said&lt;br /&gt;   -Ashlee Simpson, Nothing New&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-115348285387099441?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115348285387099441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=115348285387099441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115348285387099441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115348285387099441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-anthem.html' title='My anthem'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-115330431154818845</id><published>2006-07-19T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:30.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote for paul!!!</title><content type='html'>People, VOTE FOR PAUL!!!!wheee!Sectioanls todays was interesting. We were taking photos with Marica's cam. And I am sssoooo glad the tests are finally over. Like on Monday, when we were doing O'level Tamil listening compre right, like 20 minutes before it began they switched on the radio to test the sound and all. We were all sleeping while waiting for them to broadcast the thing. I was like gazing at the clock and thinking, why am I watching the clock tick my life away second by second, while listening to some panjabi freak sing, while waiting for my listening. ooh that rhymes. hoo! But Tamil oral was fun. I haven't done my Tamil hw. boohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-115330431154818845?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115330431154818845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=115330431154818845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115330431154818845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115330431154818845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/07/vote-for-paul.html' title='Vote for paul!!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-115313950031335758</id><published>2006-07-17T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:30.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for the venom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you never had a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love it, or leave it, you can't understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A pretty face, but you do so carry on, and on, and on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wouldn't front the scene if you paid me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm just the way that the doctor made me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on, and on, and on, and on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love is the red of the rose on your coffin door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What's life like, bleeding on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the floor, the floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'll never make me leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wear this on my sleeve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Give me a reason to believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So give me all your poison &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And give me all your pills &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And give me all your hopeless hearts And make me ill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're running after something That you'll never kill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If this is what you want Then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;fire at will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -My chemical romance. Thank you for the Venom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-115313950031335758?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115313950031335758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=115313950031335758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115313950031335758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115313950031335758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/07/thank-you-for-venom.html' title='Thank you for the venom'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-115313638014045917</id><published>2006-07-17T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:30.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain FREAKAZOID!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm like tryin to do my english homework right now(actuall I'm checkin out Paul twohill's blog) and there's this stupid freak who keeps bothering me on MSN he's like hi and i'm thinking xxxx off man! and then he's like how are you. LIKE YOU FRIGGIN CARE!!! nananananaaaaa. dumdedumdeho. PAUL'S SECOND NAME IS CHRISTOPHER!!!!!It's like I'm destined to fall in love with a guy called christopher. I miss the first one. In america. Come back to meeeeee!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-115313638014045917?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115313638014045917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=115313638014045917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115313638014045917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115313638014045917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/07/captain-freakazoid.html' title='Captain FREAKAZOID!!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-115304977242147558</id><published>2006-07-16T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:30.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOLD-our breakthrough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/622/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/622/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually got a GOLD! Can you believe it! Our breakthrough. hahaaaa. Happiness. Now Mr Ong owes us a $500 barbeque. WOOHOO!!! And ms sia actually conducted four bands in one day. Interesting. By the way 'Interesting' is my new favourite word. I've been saying it ever since I've watched pirates of the caribbean(1st movie) Johnny depp and his whole gay-and-drunk-yet-sober thing is HOT!! Yay. Even though he's forty something. Geez. That's old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jason Mraz has been added to my list of music geniuses, along with Mike shinoda and Andrew Lloyd Webber.(gosh!they're all men!why are females not that good in music?!sad) Have you heard the song Geek in the pink? I know. Realeased ten thousand years ago but I mean REALLY listened to it. It's amazing what he can do with just a keyboard, guitar and a couple of percussion instrus for backgrnd music. And I didn't know he could do vibratos!!!And the way he blends complicated and unique lyrics with great rhythm is just phenomenal!! He rox!!&lt;br /&gt;AND PAUL TWOHILL ROX!!!WAAHHH!He's ssoo my dream guy! With the hair and personality and singing and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-115304977242147558?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115304977242147558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=115304977242147558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115304977242147558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115304977242147558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/07/gold-our-breakthrough.html' title='GOLD-our breakthrough'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-115102595629091441</id><published>2006-06-23T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:30.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from America</title><content type='html'>I came back from america three days ago and what am i doing now? I'm stuck in the com lab doing some web making crap. The guy doesn't give a damn. He just teaches us and then goes who knows where and we're left to complete our website. HAH! Like we would actually do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the trip to america was seriously great! I expected it to be kinda a boring cause I was actually going there fo a church convention. The convention was a LOT of fun. seriously. I went to church six times in a week and acually enjoyed it. :) The convention as in Des moines. That's the capital city for the stae Iowa. It's a peaceful countryside kinda thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few days in america me and my family were in New York. It was EXTREMELY cold there so I fell sick and lost my voice. Jeremy annan found it funny.hmph. By the way, Jeremy is a family friend...i think. He works in broadway. Haha. So we went to visit his house there in broadway. We went to see the statue of liberty and stuff as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to des moines for the church convention. We stayed there for three weeks. It was rreeeeaalllyy peacful and quiet. And the countryside view was beautiful. Like the stuff you see in movies. In between, my uncle came over and drove us to minnesota, another state near Iowa. We stayed in his house for a day. His 'backyard' is beautttiiffuuull!!! There like a huge lake and loadsa grass and ducks and geese everywhere. He took us to the mall of america which is obviously the largest mall in america and on the way we passed by he missisipi river which is the longest river in america. Hah! Lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was back to des moines fo a few days and then back to newyork. We went to times square and saw MTV, some UN buildings, and on the way, the empire state building. Cool huh. My mum left des moines for new york earlier then we did so she got to see trump tower as well. Oh speaking of that, ISAW REBECCA FROM THE APPRENTICE IN NEW YORK!!!! And in the virgin records music shop there was a chance to meet nellie fertado, but that was a few days after i left america -_-'. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it was a great trip anyway. Back to making my website. Yeah right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-115102595629091441?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115102595629091441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=115102595629091441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115102595629091441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/115102595629091441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-from-america.html' title='Back from America'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-114523317039136351</id><published>2006-04-17T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:30.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stayin at home</title><content type='html'>hmph....feeling sick. so i'm at home. haven't done any studying so i guess i have to today. not looking forward to make-up jogging though. I LUV YOU MUMMY!!!i noe..change of heart rite? I'm a weirdo and i know it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-114523317039136351?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114523317039136351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=114523317039136351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/114523317039136351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/114523317039136351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/04/stayin-at-home.html' title='Stayin at home'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-114519471492113112</id><published>2006-04-16T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:30.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord God Almighty....HELP!!!!</title><content type='html'>I think my title is nice....woohooo.I had a chance to sip brandy today:)but i said no:(...gosh.WHY??!!I have not done my tamil compo which is due tomorrow OR my tamil newspaper article. By the way the tamil compo is supposed to be AT LEAST 250 words and i struggle just to pull off a hundred-and-bloody-fifty! And i have TWO chapters of geog to study for my geog test(each chap is AT LEAST 35 pages long okay) and I have to prepare for a macbeth test.Mr Sng only told us about it on THURSDAY!!but even if he had told us earlier i would'nt have bothered to study anyway. Oh God...OhGodOhGodOhGod. what to do what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I have a sudden urge to read the Bible.But the funny thing  is that i don't want to show my parents that i'm actually serious about this whole christianity thing and that i actually love God.&lt;br /&gt;     Oh...and i HAVE to write this down so when i'm older and deciding on what to do with the rest of my so far pathetically boring and dreary life i have another option. Aunty Vicky(family friend) suggested that i go study in King's college or something. I don't know whether there's an apostrophe 's' or not....website is king.edu.somthingsomethingsomething....imagine living in america. from what i heard from Aunty Vicky life there seems to be pretty laid back and...easy. but i know things are NEVER as easy as they seem. all that glitters is not gold. is that appropriate?? but i'd just LOVE to have a lifestyle i can actually cope with. is that proper english? whatever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-114519471492113112?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114519471492113112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=114519471492113112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/114519471492113112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/114519471492113112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/04/lord-god-almightyhelp.html' title='Lord God Almighty....HELP!!!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-114438190601273578</id><published>2006-04-07T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:30.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raindropsss</title><content type='html'>i'm in the com lab. during ss. supposed to be doing english. but apparently i'm not. this is the second time i'm typing this cuz mrs loy just passed by and i had to close the window...dumdedum..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-114438190601273578?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114438190601273578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=114438190601273578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/114438190601273578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/114438190601273578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/04/raindropsss.html' title='raindropsss'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-114404999216850563</id><published>2006-04-03T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:29.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredsville</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/622/1600/kougaiji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/622/200/kougaiji.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nothing exciting has happened in my life....woohooooo. SAIYUKI ROX!!!and Kougaiji is ssooooo my property okay!so other contenders(eg.my dearest Bao Hui) LAY OFF!!!he's non-existant anyway....boohooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-114404999216850563?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114404999216850563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=114404999216850563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/114404999216850563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/114404999216850563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/04/boredsville.html' title='Boredsville'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-114180635500822389</id><published>2006-03-08T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:29.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S FINALLY OVER!!!</title><content type='html'>You know what the first thing I dreamt of when I returned home from OAC was? OAC. GAWD! I even 'walk through the valley of the shadow of death ' in my dreams!!!! Okay, so maybe the whole 'valley of the shadow of death' is an exaggeration. But that was definitely how I saw Labrador Adventure Campsite for the first half of the 6 day camp. On the very first night I declared that five End of Year exams seemed far more enjoyable an experience than OAC. I stuck to that on the second day. Mostly  because  fell sick TWICE on the second day. So I couldn't Abseil or do High elements. On high-e i just finished climbing the pole (I was on the highest station okay!!It was like slightly more thatn three storey high or something) when i started feeling dizzy AGAIN and had to cllimb down. Felt as though I wimped out. But I didn't okayy!Thou shalt not under estimate my abilities. I just HAPPENED to be feeling slightly unwell. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;        Labrador challenge on the fourth day ROCKED though. It was REALLY enjoyable. Mainly cause Courage 2( my group) was screaming and cheering at the top of our lungs. Our poor leader Shaza (she rox!!!) and instructor Nishanti (shez cool too!!) had too keep trying to shut us up. But to no avail. hehe. I think we were the noisiest gropu there.&lt;br /&gt;  You know what...i don't feel like typing now.....shall do it if i feel like it. So Long!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-114180635500822389?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114180635500822389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=114180635500822389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/114180635500822389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/114180635500822389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-finally-over.html' title='IT&apos;S FINALLY OVER!!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-114042273832754517</id><published>2006-02-20T16:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:29.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalms 19:14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let the words of my mouth&lt;br /&gt;and the meditation of my heart&lt;br /&gt;be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord&lt;br /&gt;my strength and my redeemer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-114042273832754517?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114042273832754517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=114042273832754517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/114042273832754517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/114042273832754517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/02/psalms-1914_20.html' title='Psalms 19:14'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-114026036947405497</id><published>2006-02-18T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:29.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>useless...</title><content type='html'>Reality has just hit me. Hard. What exactly have I done with my life so far. Nothing!!Absolutely nothing. I mean the most I remember acheiving a two New South Whales High distinction certs and 99 percentile in the country for both. Whoopee. Seriously, that is all!!!You know I've suddenly got the inspiration to be...something like an entreprenuer(HOW THE HELL DO YOU SPELL THIS??!!) yup. You see, there is like this HUGE array of shops and brands like OP, Billabong, Roxy,Emily Strange, X-craft...well yeah, stuff like that. So I wanna set up a shop myself. I know it's a really crazy idea and it just popped up out of the blue but just think...it might actually WORK!!well yeah, I know, it might sound like, whaddoyacallthat...building sandcastles in the air or some crap like that...have i got the correct one? but anyway, I have to start thinking ahead and all that stuff. Kinda cliche, i know, but don't you think the reasons cliche phrases have BECOME cliche is because it IS true. Like be yourself. Everyone's heard that one before, but that's only because the best way to go IS to be yourself...hmmm...i sound rather lecturer-like. bleahx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-114026036947405497?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114026036947405497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=114026036947405497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/114026036947405497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/114026036947405497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/02/useless.html' title='useless...'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-113825720783953895</id><published>2006-01-26T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:29.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wen was the last time i blogged? 1991?1990? nvm i haf updated see!! many things have changed since last year. the thing i miss most bt last year is THE FOUR TOFUS!!!! hehx(i noe its a stupid name to give ourselves but its a loong story consisting of corpse brides and stalkers) YES the four tofus were STALKED!!!oh yeah..u dunno hu the four tofus r rite? Farhana, Deborah, vathany and MEEE!!! yesh. m a desperate soul without them :'(  so ironic u noe. there's a song playing in the com lab going 'I'm lost without you'...   yes, m in the com lab now. got nth to do rite now. all my band frens are having a  physics test. HAH!poor souls. hu asked ya'll to take physics?? personally  i find bio TONS more interesting. can't say the same abt the teaher though (shall not mention hu) hohoz. oh yesh...another thing has changed since i went to india( frm october 31 to december 16. DO U HAVE ANY IDEA HOW LONG THAT IS!!!2MNTHS WIHOUT MY PRECIOUS COMPUTER!!!i'm completely lost without that too.)  hohum...band starts in 15 mins. hmhmmm....I WANT MY OTHER THREE TOFUS BACK WITH ME NOWWW!!!!! miss them. suffering frm erious withdrawal. i mn my classmates r really nice n all but their nt as amusing as my fellow clowns. :) i actuall miss Deborah's lameness and Vathany's blurness(we walk home frm sch everydae so its nt tt bad) n Farhana's craze abt sex. really influential mann, i'm almost a pro sex maniac yself 0_0 . &lt;-- wt is that? nvmind...ALMOST TIME FOR BAND!!!gtg peeps. solonggg. i shot the sheriff , but i didn shoot the deputy....SING IT WIMME .I shot the....ops. band. shall officially leave.... to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-113825720783953895?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/113825720783953895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=113825720783953895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/113825720783953895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/113825720783953895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2006/01/wen-was-last-time-i-blogged-19911990.html' title=''/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-111496013430437424</id><published>2005-04-23T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:29.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ya'll noe wat??unlyk laz year...DIS YEAR DEY DIDN ALLOW BODY PAINT 4 SPORTS DAE KZ!!!!as in lyk dey apparently think we haf NO lyf(like dem larhz -_-")laz year i was COVERED in orange body piant kz( i'm in ole hse).as in i painted my hands legs N HAIR orange...everyone one da bus including da bus driver was staring AT ME!! gt SO much attention dt dae;D but dis yr leh...haiz. but nywayz...hbh n i wen back 2 pri sch larhz...den we saw mrs chua(our p6 form teach)n while tokin she was lyk 'u noe tanya, ur actually a v. pretty girl' n stuff liddt n i was lyk yar...i noe;) =p n she laughed kz. if i said dt 2 ny of my frenz dey'd b callin me egoistic. oh yeah..dey already r juz cuz i m continuosly tellin tt i rock(izn tt lyk SO OBVIOUS.*smirks*)nywayz...after tt mrs chua  told bh tt i was bubbly n v. nice 2 tok (lyk DT izn obvious either) den we saw mdm hairani n she lyk rmbd my full name. AFT 4 YRS KZ!!!(c...i can't b 4gtten)n den she turned 2 bh n she was lyk..n u r...bao li...bao zhi...(actually shez bao HUI.hehz) aft dt bh was tellin mrs chua tt everyone was payin SO much attention 2 me n cudn even rmb her name. i was lyk i can't help being popular larhz.*winkwink* mrs chua laughed again n said i was gonna make her grow fat laughin=p poor bh...nt her fault her x-bez fren is SSOOO POPULAR rite;) ...kz...nvm...n i still rock btw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-111496013430437424?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/111496013430437424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=111496013430437424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/111496013430437424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/111496013430437424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2005/04/yall-noe-watunlyk-laz-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-111094215592161138</id><published>2005-03-16T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:28.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AIYOOO!!!!</title><content type='html'>DIS GUY IS TILL GOING KZ!!! no body is payin ANY attention and hez still tokin...blahblah..special effects..yadeyade...adjust...lyk wteva lorhz..hu da hell is listening nywayz? geez..now hez tokin abt colour n green trees becoming brown -_-" DUSH!n yeah..i noe...still nt allowed 2 surf da net. DUN GIF A DAMN! dis guy may n haf a lyk but i sure do...anybody hu noez me shud noe =P oh yeah.. n 1 more thing...I ROCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-111094215592161138?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/111094215592161138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=111094215592161138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/111094215592161138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/111094215592161138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2005/03/aiyooo.html' title='AIYOOO!!!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-111094139351745520</id><published>2005-03-16T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:28.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz...blahblahblah...</title><content type='html'>dis is SOOO BORING KZ!i'm siting in com lab 4...bored 2 death. sum adobe phototshop crap larz...da guyz ranting on n on about cuttin n pasting photoz lar..haizzz. i noe i'm nt supposed use da net or ything but DIS GUY COULD B DEAD N U CUDN TELL DA DIFF!i mn hez juz tokin 2 da com, da screen or da back of da class..lyk pls lorhz!nywayz..btt sign off b4 i get caught X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-111094139351745520?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/111094139351745520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=111094139351745520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/111094139351745520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/111094139351745520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2005/03/haizblahblahblah.html' title='haiz...blahblahblah...'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-110992220634079787</id><published>2005-03-04T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:28.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JELLY PIG!!!</title><content type='html'>nice word rite...JELLY PIG!!!sssooo KEWT!!!(juz lyk me...x) lolx)i amde it up 2dae in da canteen...dunno where my inspiration came frm. hahz! u noe wt!!!vathany's nt coming TILL TERM 2 NOEZ!!! she wazn here since wednesdae!so i haf 2 sit at da back of da class ALL ALONE!!stupid fella lar she! so inconsiderate! had 2 go n gt herslf chicken-poxed! hmph! all alone..there's no one here beside me...(its a song btw.sung by donkey in shrek :p)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-110992220634079787?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/110992220634079787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=110992220634079787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/110992220634079787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/110992220634079787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2005/03/jelly-pig.html' title='JELLY PIG!!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-110939963806985580</id><published>2005-02-26T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:28.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still confused...</title><content type='html'>u noe wt...on mon gv cried...cuz dere was sth mizundastandin btween  her n nanthini n rebecca n i haf NO idea wat da hell is goin on..bsides wt i juz typed...i m totally confused abt hu 2 beleive lorhz...gv or becky. SO HOW? i juz typed sth..er...comforting i think...  4 becky. juz 2 let her noe i dun think its her fault.i dun think its gv's either(lets juz blame it all on nanthini for refusing 2 listen:p) haiz...but i still dun understand y gv cried juz cuz of dt..said sth abt losing face. n den wen i asked her wt da big deal was abt she was lyk u dun care abt nythin do u tanya. i told her i did nt n she was lyk n TT'S ur prob. HAHA! dt insulted my okayz..btw dt was y i didn tok 2 her 4 a while da nxt dae (n partially cuz of headache oso lar...) i tell u dt headache was KILLER man!sumore gt band!horrible. had 2 try nt 2 wince everytime sumone played a high note. which was practically half da time. gv seemed v. concerned(thx geevez) i ended up goin home lorhz...i missed hui min dt dae..didn come 4 sect. cuz she was bz studyin 4 hist. n chi. v. kiasu lar she!hehex..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-110939963806985580?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/110939963806985580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=110939963806985580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/110939963806985580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/110939963806985580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2005/02/still-confused.html' title='still confused...'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-110873248574637917</id><published>2005-02-18T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:28.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>i noe i havn updated my blog in lyk 4EVA so i'm doing in now 4 fun..nth btt 2 do lohrz...btw way i haf a pet kitten. Shez been here 4 three wks...shez makin my mum a lil' mad at da moment...wen my mum tries 2 discipline her wif da cane(juz make loud noizez wif it 2 intimidate her) she starts playin wif it...hehez...v. KKEEWWWTTT!!! nywayz...2morrow gt band. n jess n i r disappointed cuz the sec 2z were supposed 2 haf band prac alone wif sir. it gt cancelled -_-' . so now we r depressed (The Great Depression)...dotz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-110873248574637917?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/110873248574637917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=110873248574637917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/110873248574637917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/110873248574637917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-110622113731769578</id><published>2005-01-20T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:28.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap lar heck care...</title><content type='html'>note to self:father is LOONEY!!! oh...already knew dt. rite on 2 other stuff...u noe wt? da only reason i am actually updatin dis dumb blog is cuz G.V told me 2...laz wk...or wazzit 2 wks ago. really noe, i gt NTH 2 sae lorhz...haiz...thou mite think i haf no lyf...actually dt wud b my 100 year old mths teach(shall nt sae her wonderful name)...argh...she ar i tell u. she actually called me slow once...tell me how da hell can a poor girl concentrate wen she has dis  1 century old lady breathing down her back checking on her work?u tell me...argh haiya. really dunno wad 2 rite so i shall end here. at da fullstop. u c dis full stop rite here --&gt;. yup datz da one. no may be dis one. oh yeah, how'd u speel fullstop nyway? my spelling correct or nt? haiz. dunnoduncare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-110622113731769578?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/110622113731769578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=110622113731769578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/110622113731769578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/110622113731769578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2005/01/crap-lar-heck-care.html' title='crap lar heck care...'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-110456422213364668</id><published>2005-01-01T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:28.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i nd anger management classes</title><content type='html'>ppl..noe ny gd way 2 calm urself down???if so  TELL ME! i asked my mum 4 help n CAN U FREAKIN BELIEVE IT??!!!SHE REFUSED!!!!SHE FUCKIN REFUSED!!!she claims 2 b da bez mum IN DA WHOLE WIDE WORLD(haf i heard dis line b4?) by sayin shez gt cookin 2 do...sum cookin...rite now in da SAME freakin room shez makin an overseas call...tok abt bein biased!!n to top it all off shez complainin 2 dt person on da phone abt me.4 HEAVEN'S SAKE WOMAN I'M RITE IN FRONT OF U! shez doin dis 2 spite me I NOE IT!!!!SUM MOTHER! sayin i'm doin my hw at da 11th hr...ok so fine, i m i admit it...so y nt help me instead of GOSSIPING ABT UR OWN DAUGHTER LITERALLY BEHIND HER BACK ON DA  PHONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-110456422213364668?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/110456422213364668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>AAARRGGGGHHH!!!!</title><content type='html'>i'm XXTTTRREEEMMMEELLLYYY pissed off rite now n iv gt nobody 2 scream at so if u c ny freakin vulgar words or if i'm real rude...well, i'v warned u b4 hand. dis *********** mr (censored 4 his own sake)... gaf us TWO freakin story reviews...1st da one in a bk(AT LEAST 80 DARN PAGES YA'LL!!!!)SHEES....TOK ABT PUSH-OVERS!!!!ARGH! den we haf 2 find one on da net abt social probz SPECIFICLY(dun mind my spelling...dun gif a damn even if u do) which is so DARN HHHARRRDDD!!!!i finally found one thx 2 G.V....shez nice izn she....n found out its 4 pages long...AAARRGGGH!! 4 f**ckin pages of TAMIL!!! of which moz of da ONE MILLION WORDS I M COMPLETELY UNABLE 2 COMPREHEND!!!SHEESH!!!LYK WE GT NO LYF LYK DAT!!URGH!!!EVEN DA DICTIONARIES RNT MUCH HELP!!!CAN'T EVEN FIND ONE ONLINE!!!!! well...now i'v gt all dt out...i feel MUCH btt..really..xpect updates frm me in app. 10 mins time...wen i get freakin pissed off again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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title='AAARRGGGGHHH!!!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-110449742162777788</id><published>2004-12-31T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:27.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year BLLLUUUEEZZZ!!!!</title><content type='html'>i totally h8 dis u guyz....i alwayz h8 entering a new year especially cuz i alwayz enter da new year EVERY NEW YEARS EVE W/O FAIL wif my dad's dumb watchnite service crap. c my dad's da pastor of dis church...nt much of a church since only my family n dis uncle attend it(pretty pathetic huh?) dis watch nite service thing iz lyk u go 2 church arnd 10 pm on new year's eve n den 'usher' in da new year by prayin...n listenin 2 da moz boring n lame paastor in da world(my dad.hmph) wt a drag! n i toally h8 da thot of returnin 2 skool...waz dreadin it since 2 freakin weeks ago...da only thing i look forward 2 rite now is bein a senior...haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-110449742162777788?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/110449742162777788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=110449742162777788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/110449742162777788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/110449742162777788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-year-bllluuueezzz.html' title='new year BLLLUUUEEZZZ!!!!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-110397162765318597</id><published>2004-12-25T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:27.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worst christmas eva!!!ARGH!!</title><content type='html'>so it's christmas day...USUALLY my fav time of DA WHOLE FREAKING YEAR!!!(bsides my bdae of course:p)  we had a gr8 breakfast...which is pretty rare if u go acc. 2 my standards...den we opened da prezzies(YAY!USUALLY my fav part) dun mean 2 sound ungr8ful or nythin but all i gt was a watch n oh yeah my fav prezzie...da KEWTEST lil' thing.a perfume bottle wif a bunny head 4 a cap...cute huh cudn stop smiling.den at my aunt's house(she invited every1 ova 4 lunch) we had lunch(duh) wine[juz LURVE wine;)] den again...PREZZIE TIME!!! n guess wat?? my aunt 4gt 2 get me a present...it's nt dt i'm greedy or nythin its juz da idea of bein 4gtten...specially by a relative:'( while i waz bz 'mournin, i said it was da worst christmas eva...surprise surprise...my cuzziez n bro agreed...i mn we were juz sittin dere watchin mtv vid awards...its REALLY borin if uv watched it b4...so now here we r at MY house my cuzzie rach rite bhind my on my guitar(which i named phoenix aft dt bass guitarist in LINKIN PARK) c how lp obssesed i m....OH CRAPPY DAE....haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-110397162765318597?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8864143.post-110075284524051575</id><published>2004-11-18T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:27.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOTALLY bored!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;da hols bein here n all, u wud think i'm havin a blast.WRONG!!! my skoolz piled TONS of hw on all of us n moz of us r havin a hard time finishing  it. i mn hols r 4 us poor kids 2 take a break frm skool n da horrible workload dey shove on us but no...dey juz haf 2 torture us da whole year thru dun dey..as if skool izn enuff already. dey'r obviously under da VERY mistaken impression dat we kids r lyk dem(as in da sense dat WE HAF NO LYF) ARGH!!!dis totally sux man...even dis bloggin things kinda boring. nth 2 do but play happyland adventures...geez. 3 wks in2 skool hols n i havn even finihed HALF my hw...so u can c how horrible it is...haiz...borriiinnngggg...&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/8864143-110075284524051575?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/110075284524051575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=110075284524051575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/110075284524051575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/110075284524051575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2004/11/totally-bored.html' title='TOTALLY bored!'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-109876214414833170</id><published>2004-10-26T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:27.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG mess up</title><content type='html'>ok...so G.V n i arranged to go to da Heeren @ 1st but yesterday we ended up going 2 TM instead. it was REEALLYY complicated.1st, on wed during band prac, we decided 2 go to heeren wif Bao hui,(my B.F)..(B.F mning bez fren k)Shang Yue n Hui min.sounds lyk fun rite?den on sunday, i asked my dad whether i cud go.he said no:'( on mon morning, i called him @ his office n he finally allowed me 2 go. :p den i called Bao hui...her mum didn allow:'( den G.V told me bof Hui MIn n Shang Yue's handphones were off, so she cudn get thru,n i cudn find Shaung Yue house no. so die lorhz:p so i called vidhya. she told me she'd ask her mum n call @11...she nv called me back tho. so G.V n I decided 2 cancel da whole thing:'( so i called my mum n told her. immediately aft i hung up, G.V called n said she still had 2 go 2 get Becky a bdae prezzie n i was e onli 1 she cud go wif.so i called n told my mum(she onli allowed me to go TM).den i called G.V n she told-_- me she asked sum malay gal along....-_-hiaz...den 4 sum reason(i 4gt) dat gal cudn go-_-...den BY LUCK G.V called Shang Yue n dis time she picked up,so we arranged to go wif her.:D den G.V called ntold me Shang Yue mum didn allow her unless she practised da piano for 2 HRS!!!:'(den shang yue managed 2 come along nywayz:p...so everythin else went along fine after all.:Ddey came 2 my house 1st(we had LOADS of fun dere) n den went TM i bought a keychain...dunno wat da others bought...hehe:p den we gt a neoprint...n i found out da neoz in TM rn't all DAT gd...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8864143-109876214414833170?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/109876214414833170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8864143&amp;postID=109876214414833170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/109876214414833170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8864143/posts/default/109876214414833170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/2004/10/big-mess-up.html' title='BIG mess up'/><author><name>Emopunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689909253675713444</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-8864143.post-109866770423616363</id><published>2004-10-25T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:08:27.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st eva entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dis is lyk soo kewl!!!i'm goin 2 the heeren!btt dan stayin at home,wasting ur lyf away...nywayz,guyz take note...NV take neoprints in heeren dey SUCK!!!u haf 2 pay so much n yet there is lyk so little backgrounds n stuff...v.little 2 choose frm 2 decor ur neoprint...omigosh!juz chattin wif G.v n she said at the movie The Grudge WAS FUNNY!!!crazy rite??she sayz hearin all those ppl scream in da theatre was funny.lyk dat was part of da movie in da 1st place!!-_-no wonder we call her G.V...she seems ly a movie fanatic...she juz LURVES LOTR...actually i do 2...hey speakin of movies ya'll haf GOT 2  watch White Chickz.its really funny.oops...i gt sidetracked...where was i? oh yeah...abt da heeren neoprints...yar dey totally suck man.hmph!pay so much get so little!n u can't even understand a thing dey sae unless u speak jap!v. pissed off.nywaz...if ya'll want Q.U.A.L.I.T.Y neoprints, go Tampines mall... da bez place 4 neoz. &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/8864143-109866770423616363?l=sk8terstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sk8terstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/109866770423616363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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