<?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-28426584</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:21:44.186-08:00</updated><category term='HOT damn'/><category term='40'/><title type='text'>_chellEs+ your's .truly</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28426584.post-8919865966634697960</id><published>2011-10-19T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T07:32:38.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyho. i can comfortably write here. Im sounding like Pia in the game rune factory. Its pia right not sakuya? i keep confusing them cuz both of them work in the same place. .....cant write a burdened post while listening to happy harvest moon winter music. Sometimes i get really frustrated with people.. i know i shouldnt beand i need to help them out but i sometimes think, cant you find it yourself? Like im at my wits end here alr and ppl keep chasing me for things which they can do themselves. Like its your own responsibility and why do you keep having to rely on me.. pls lah be realistic here singapore is each person for themselves when it comes to sch. not funny loh pls. im not RICH and i cant literally buy an education NOT LIKE YOU WHO CAN DO SO ok. i know God says we must help our brethren out so i tell you half the story. and you keep asking PLEASE DONT TELL ME YOU DONT KNOW where to get qns to do loh plz. you are from such a well to do background. What am i? then you act so friendly and keep your other half of your life away from me cuz you know that is something that i wont agree on. then i appreciate the company that God has provided for me in sch but sometimes it gets a little hard. And im not comfortable driven to sch every morning and neither do i have any inheritance. why is it that i dont really have like minded friends like in secondary sch when it comes to studies? ZZ last time friends those two were really sharing i tell you. assessment books we pile tgt and do and compare and we are serious though we were competitors. but i feel difficult if its like coming only from me and nth from you HOW CAN LIKE THAT? aiya mum also says that you are going away anyway so dont really need to care.... but again..im afraid our friendship would just be like ---------- that. a flat line. hmmm. like what is said. friendship built on sand would crumble at the slightest touch. @#$%$#@#$%$#@#$%@#$% zz just tired. good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-8919865966634697960?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8919865966634697960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=8919865966634697960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8919865966634697960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8919865966634697960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2011/10/heyho.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-714129442911100715</id><published>2011-09-10T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T05:06:15.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have things to care for that is beyond my age or so I think. Sigh. Right. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-714129442911100715?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/714129442911100715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=714129442911100715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/714129442911100715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/714129442911100715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-have-things-to-care-for-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-1879197036060789808</id><published>2011-05-07T07:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T07:53:50.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No words can describe how disappointed I am feeling right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-1879197036060789808?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1879197036060789808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=1879197036060789808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1879197036060789808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1879197036060789808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-words-can-describe-how-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-8853779624920818920</id><published>2011-04-18T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T05:38:39.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hey alex and Jack,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels as though I never started teaching at all and as though I never liked it in my life. It just feels as though the life has been sucked out from me and I dread preparing for lessons. Why does things turn out this way? I cannot comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry to all my students cuz they truly deserve somebody who would sincerely care for them. I used to have that zest till like what? Today, 5pm? With all these things going on around me I start to lose faith in the people and the profession. Is this what is supposed to happen? First my friends go, taking away all distraction. Then a new batch of "formal" so to speak people come in, then I'm left on my own. To think perhaps? Then the person I so look up to starts revealing the other side of her, making me lose ground. Apparently this makes her shortcoming more obvious. Another aim of God i guess. Why revere man so much when God is there?&lt;br /&gt; Im more independent now, more reflective, anticipating the change of things around me. I dislike my workplace environment. To say that its not the least blessed would be an overstatement I guess. By right, im supposed to be preparing for my lessons tomorrow if not i would just smoke my way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not good.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like teaching is not cut out for me after all. If I never had the zest for it in the first place I probably never would in the future. It'll all just fizzle out. Im losing hope and love I guess. I do not know what I would do if i end up teaching those classes for the rest of my life. just give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-8853779624920818920?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8853779624920818920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=8853779624920818920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8853779624920818920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8853779624920818920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2011/04/hey-alex-and-jack-it-feels-as-though-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-8438790353618487504</id><published>2011-03-19T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T07:14:20.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you dear Lord, You know just what I need. Thank You for giving me the chance today to speak at least that few words. Plus remembering antm that I could watch. Thank You again for helping me out. But I also will continue to pray that You will look after them in whatever they do and do not let them get out of hand dear Lord. That's why I feel that a limb is lost when another person leaves. I'm super sad. Please help me to manage my feelings when term 2 starts. I don't want to behave in an ugly manner when she is around. And I need to be nice and friendly to the new people that are coming in a days time. Eeeeps. Help me. These things are beyond my control and only You know what is going on and going to happen. I commit all things into Your hand. YAY. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving lots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-8438790353618487504?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8438790353618487504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=8438790353618487504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8438790353618487504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8438790353618487504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2011/03/thank-you-dear-lord-you-know-just-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-2860924987716799752</id><published>2011-03-18T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T07:11:16.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyzz. First time im doing a blog post via iPhone. No big deal here. I'm feeling rather disappointed with life right now. Seems that I'm finding lots of comfort in food and not wanting to so anything anymore. I'm also sad that my friends are going through all these. Why does it have to be a cas that things are always too good o be true. That peace always has to be broken? And fun always having to end? I'm tired of all these. Like even after exams I dont reallyget to max out enjoyment cuz of hindrances. Yeah I know that im not supposed to&lt;br /&gt;lead a carefree life ( I think nobody does.) damn sian. Why must people&lt;br /&gt;Be like that? Screw up themselves and all. I'm so sad that one by one they are leaving the workroom. Some ppl tell&lt;br /&gt;me that they are unholy community and stuff so&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad. With church friends I'm new and all so&lt;br /&gt;I still fins it quite hard to break into their level.  That's another consideration as well. Why is it that the friend I thought I could be good with turned everything around? As weeks went by I felt k morphing into another person. Eversince k left the school. I feel that he has become more withdrawn and acrimonious. I'm sad for k. But at the same time it's supposed to be for the better right? Then why did things go downhill from thy day onwards? I was stoned the next few days, then they got caught on wed. Fri results day. We met up on Tuesday and even Wednesday. And a few more unfruitful times. It seems that we are not meant to meet anymore. Why do things have to gonto this stage? I know the rest are not Of the same. So thats why I find it increasingly hard to hang out with them and play as we used to. This sucks. Seriously. I know God is doing things that make me sad but I know it's for the better. I know k has faults in speaking that way. I know. It's not like I don't. But why must things be made difficult for them? Why? I'm nor even them but I'm feeling so down for them. Ppl say that I shouldn't entrust my happiness on them but they have been my immediate friends for these few months. Even if we are vastly different we stil care for each other what. I guess it's cuz of how they are feeling thats why I feel bad for then. Like all children. Who doesn't like everyone to be happy with each other? I know ppl will say that we should lead our own lives but too bad I'm emotional and I feel for people. I'm just sad cuz it mo longer usd l be the time where wr just stayed back and marked in a group, playing badminton till late, then laughing lots.  I think it's cuz I never had so much activities in a row before with jokers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself worried about things alot. I have God and my mum I know. But seriously I tell you. It's hard to even name some friends whom you have known so long to be friends of the heart. Maybe just me. I do think so. When I attempt to make some of my new friends one, things just fall apart after some golden ages. But looking back, I'm happy to have those past memories. Even if it's all that matters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know when we will ever speak again. &lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-2860924987716799752?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2860924987716799752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=2860924987716799752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2860924987716799752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2860924987716799752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2011/03/heyzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-1818031966523734766</id><published>2011-01-02T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:23:40.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RhIhOap01ys/TSFcqTf2pEI/AAAAAAAAADk/BfcMYsn5iSI/s1600/Screenshot-953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RhIhOap01ys/TSFcqTf2pEI/AAAAAAAAADk/BfcMYsn5iSI/s200/Screenshot-953.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557825297010041922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;THE WEXLEYS  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;their house- the abandoned nectary in France &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-1818031966523734766?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1818031966523734766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=1818031966523734766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1818031966523734766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1818031966523734766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2011/01/wexleys-their-house-abandoned-nectary.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RhIhOap01ys/TSFcqTf2pEI/AAAAAAAAADk/BfcMYsn5iSI/s72-c/Screenshot-953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28426584.post-2259742738194718369</id><published>2010-12-24T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T23:22:12.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;heyzz, MERRY CHRISTMAS(: unfortunately, im wearing a sackcloth this season instead of a christmas hat. joke right. but anyway not every christmas season is for partying one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. guess not everybody will live up to your expectations. like please lah dont just whisper sweet nothings and expect that person to take things lightly loh. im a noob okay.&lt;br /&gt;i prayed that our friendship will stay at that level and nothing more. and that prayer came true.&lt;br /&gt;his reputation just nosedived in two days. from bringing her to church and sitting with her. then not talking much. standing one corner with her. then the next day scandalous pictures were posted up on facebook. with an emcee? please lah. i know they are pretty in your eyes but to the extent of letting the girl kiss? that speaks a lot of your value system. instead of me putting on a sackcloth and grieving you should be the one. but i really thank God for this opportunity to be exposed to you so that i know who to keep a distance in future. its kind of sad to start keeping a distance from you even before we can become proper friends. i also thank God for keeping me from relationships until exams are over. i seriously think that this is bad enough to cause a person to be defocused. it takes just one afternoon talking and thats it, you are swept away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate. absolutely. your glib tongue.&lt;br /&gt;you cover up your actions by saying oh i cleared this and this with my girlfriend already so its fine.&lt;br /&gt;that means you can let other girls kiss without a care? you go, guy. you dont go around playing with people's feelings so that you feel good about yourself. i dont want to be carried away by your suaveness and get myself into a mess thats not worth my time. how would people feel? after you ask them out and bring your beloved to the church the next few days? i dont blame you for doing that probably cuz you have been doing that for super long already. i pity those girls that you have conned.&lt;br /&gt;even though i have said all these, i dont hate you and still want to believe that your a nice guy deep down.&lt;br /&gt;but mum says that actions are more than words and i still cant internalise that.&lt;br /&gt;that means i cant be talking to you for long and i cant be friendly with you anymore. thanks very much.&lt;br /&gt;nice christmas present this season yeah.&lt;br /&gt;but all these adds up to experience and im very willing to accumulate those. God ordained ones that is.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope that there are guys that do not go for slutty girls only. then i will not be only left with a black pig to marry. just like what my dream turned out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i pray that you would one day turn around and drop that girl if she is not for you. i dont think you deserve her, but maybe in God's eyes, you do, i dont know. i really want you to turn around, be prayerful and repent for all you have done. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still your friend if you need me to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-2259742738194718369?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2259742738194718369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=2259742738194718369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2259742738194718369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2259742738194718369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2010/12/heyzz-merry-christmas-unfortunately-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-583052876369573447</id><published>2010-12-13T06:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T06:18:04.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heyzz.. AFTER SO MANY MONTHS. Im finally back. now with a different purpose and feeling. Alex&amp;amp;Jack, Im sorry to say that though you were my friends were for so long, you would only stay that way. GOD HAS TO COME FIRST. (: im proud to say that. but i'll only say it once cuz its well known that there's pride in humility. learnt that from Elder Seah. ttm he rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank God for directing me to a church so I can experience His glory and the peace I never had all these while. While you are lost out there searching for the things of this world to make you happy, you will never find it cuz this thirst will be unquenchable. I rmbered that time in June when i was walking with Jiang yuan in far east looking around. this sense of misery and hopelessness plagued me. i looked around searching for things to please the eye and found many but none satisfied me. the feeling SUCKS. I never want to return to the person i once was and that feeling was so empty and so unbearable. people may attribute it to the hormonal changes or just mood swings but its no pure coincidence that this feeling plagues you with a sense of foreboding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that my church is sound in doctrine and the feeling of joy and happiness that had me when i visited sunset in the evening was priceless. no money or love or friendship can exchange whatever God can give us. when you actually experience the peaceful feeling you never want to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit. it was initially not easy to give up the things of this world esp if they catch onto you so quickly and dont let you go. The romantic suspense books, the magic vampire chinese novels, the druggy house music, gossip girl shows, taiwanese dramas... the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;God had given me a few reminders. good ones in fact. i thank Him for that. if without Him, i would still be lost in the wilderness and not experiencing the life He wants me to lead. Right now, life is still in the process of rebuilding and all is not a bed of roses. but I believe that God has a will for my family and He will do it His own way.&lt;br /&gt;Im currently listening to Handel's Birthday Ode for Queen Anne. suddenly it comforts me as I think God as our eternal source of light divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive taken a few big steps, like going for camps and leaving God to help mama at home, going for tracting and to sunset. I dont want to start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God with you,&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-583052876369573447?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/583052876369573447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=583052876369573447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/583052876369573447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/583052876369573447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2010/12/heyzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-1480603793447829532</id><published>2010-08-17T06:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T06:58:35.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh God. I'm at my wits end. I do not know what is coming for the next few days. Why should my mother so extra go talk to him? Its just like waking the devil UP.?? Why why why. should just keep quiet but no. you can't keep quiet. God will convict him and not you. Don't take the effort cuz its no point. He has not changed yet so don't talk to him. Oh God we really need your help and your peace. Silence them oh God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-1480603793447829532?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1480603793447829532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=1480603793447829532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1480603793447829532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1480603793447829532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-5456644746919909428</id><published>2010-05-07T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T06:49:57.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey alex, Tmr is a real busy day.. Busy as in real busy. Physically busy moving from here to there busy. Zzz. help me fall asleep? Musnt think too much. Short post this is going to be. so long alex, (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-5456644746919909428?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/5456644746919909428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=5456644746919909428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5456644746919909428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5456644746919909428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-alex-tmr-is-real-busy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-9167785576449147684</id><published>2010-04-20T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T06:45:24.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey alex, if I don't say this, I cannot sleep. All was well... Until today. Sigh. I ppl telling me I'm hu tu or I'm this.. That. I don't even do that to them wth. Its not even funny. You think now this princess attitude of yours can just put ppl down. It will just come back and bite you in the ass. All things are like that aye? If u want something you're just nice to that person and tan xiao pian yi is so horrid its a sin. I've come to realise that the friendship between us will just be like that, blowing hot and cold cuz its hard to progress if you don't open UP. I've stopped doing that ever since the end of last year. No need cuz its not reciprocated. Alex, I need to meditate. Getting angry before bed isn't going to help me sleep. Its like eating hot chili tuna before bed. I tried it before and ate the whole can. Almost died. (: Shit. Summore I have to go with her and she would look down on me.. She always does. With that princess attitude? Please lah. Like I saw the Damn word wrongly and she says no what.. Its like that. I'm not even asking you. So proud for what. I just don't understand. Even that girl in Sec 4 is quite proud, can feel it but she is always willing to help. Funny thing. I miss my old class and the ppl sitting around me.. I will always appreciate them. you actually don't appreciate things unless you've suffered. its just like that. I wish hc guy was here in my class and I can just heck all this bitching and live. that's why cliques DO NOT WORk. I don't believe in it. unless all are Likeminded that is. (: why was that happy face for? Seems as though there is some hope but just that there's no avenue for it to show. Ahh. I'm hungry. So angry till I'm hungry. At least shijie knows how to have some fun. -.- its just the way ppl act that makes you irritated. Alex, u know I'm rather sensitive So.. yeah..... That explains why I murdered someone. Dunno. Is it time for another? (: wait till I upload a more gothic pic. Hoho. alex, when will you ever be here in person? I have waited for 4 years alr. ): I know all my thoughts are rather random and stringed together inaugurated haphazard manner. but wth. I know you understand every sentence, every thought behind this. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I'm writing to you. and I know you'll always be here. (:&lt;br /&gt;Chellest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-9167785576449147684?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/9167785576449147684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=9167785576449147684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/9167785576449147684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/9167785576449147684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-alex-if-i-dont-say-this-i-cannot.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-2230337133980530482</id><published>2010-04-17T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T06:32:48.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate you losers, all of you. Lazy creatures, close to good for nothing. Causing trouble everyday. Just get out and perish. Putting words into other ppl's mouths. Losssser. Ultimate. never ask permission then start using things. You don't deserve anything. You don't know self control and if we can't control you then the state will control you. That's better I guess. alex, wish u were here. to knock some sense into other ppl's dense minds.Getting other ppl into trouble and setting them UP.?? loser. want me to stop resenting you? Its kinda hard cuz I won't do it. Too bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex, be here. I'm always going to speak to you whenever I feel like this okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-2230337133980530482?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2230337133980530482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=2230337133980530482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2230337133980530482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2230337133980530482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hate-you-losers-all-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-6266472345973482059</id><published>2010-04-16T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:29:00.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>..... Hey alex, I want protected, undisturbed time to go out like complete my chores. I still haven't gotten that time so far maybe on a weekday when its super rare. If there's no pe then can go back at 1.  -.- in a million years that is. Just very irritated when I think of People usurping the time that is meant for me.Its not for you so u already went out freaking yesterday and u have 3 tests this week and you still dare to go out. What about me? I know I'm asking what about me but you are Sososososososososo selfish to keep taking my time away from me.Now she has to go fetch you after school everyday and that is ridiculous absolutely. I don't think you are true to your actions and you're just wasting people's time. Alex, wish you could be at home everytime I come back from school (: oh man. I must tell you about the hc guy. )): its coming to the end already alex and nothing is happening. I wish something could but it happens in my dreams than reality. Harhar. Unrealistic. check. Wrong time. Check. Then if you were really here I don't have to feel so jealous. Mum always tells me meI don't get angry...I have to fully meditate in order to not please. Then we could just go and take pictures at night or any time of the day and you could just appear and disappear as time requires you to. That's why I always wanted a guy twin. Time is always not enough. For anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-6266472345973482059?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/6266472345973482059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=6266472345973482059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/6266472345973482059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/6266472345973482059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-655050826362117309</id><published>2010-04-15T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T02:14:45.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gggggggggggggrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Har. The flash of lightning just flashed onto me.. joke of the year. Sososososososososo angry. I wish my dream like literally dream can come through and you could hand me your phone. (: many times we meet yet it does not progress from there. Only recently did I open my mouth and told u I know you and u know me too. (: after this year we won't get to meet for the rest of our lives alr. But that's okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-655050826362117309?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/655050826362117309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=655050826362117309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/655050826362117309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/655050826362117309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2010/04/gggggggggggggrrrrrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-2541084117471352484</id><published>2010-03-01T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T05:02:17.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alex. I know its the wrong time to blog. But I have no choice. &lt;br /&gt;I am plagued with so many issues. They keep coming. And they don't stop. What am I to do? Its like the reversed way. instead of me telling my problems. Disturbed, yes, very. then what. The issues end with me? I'm the final issue acceptor -.- other people might have their own problems but at least they do not have to bother about them. Its none of their business. But no, I'm part of that business I don't want to run. I guess I'm going alone this wed, then another time, alone. Wished I had a twin who could accompany me and share my worries. Totally in sync and we do not have to Quarrell. unfortunately life is such that its unfair and we're meant to suffer. If not we would alr be up in heaven. -.- alex, wished I could live in ur house with robin. I know u and her have issues but at least its not ur fault. Most of the time. (: then we will not worry about not having enough money. you could run with me. Feed the fishes together. (: you too are plagued with problems, more difficult ones. But u solve them somehow. Can you do that for me please? ): immortalize yourself and appear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love forever! &lt;br /&gt;Chellest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-2541084117471352484?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2541084117471352484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=2541084117471352484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2541084117471352484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2541084117471352484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2010/03/alex.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-8254183765413320411</id><published>2010-01-09T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T03:22:47.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;alex, i just remembered my dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was in a warehouse, like in an industrial estate kind of warehouse. It was raining very heavily and i was with someone running from the rain. there were many houses behind,not hdb flats, private properties that were pitch dark. people were already sleeping and im not sure why the warehouse had sun coming through the front porch. it had many holes in the ceiling, like it was made on purpose. rectangular spaces that the rain could come through. i ran across a road and many people were standing at the side, avoiding the rain.&lt;br /&gt;I ran past them and went inside, and found the warehouse a paper front. behind housed many private houses. I ran into one house, it had no front door. I reached the kitchen of my junior's (amelia)'s house. It was dark and i was looking for something. suddenly she appeared at my side, asking what i was looking for. she was clad in a long dress and she had long hair. she wasnt surprised that i was in her house. She asked if i wanted to look in her fridge but i declined and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like that a random one.&lt;br /&gt;there was a better one alex, real heartwarming and worth thinking about. i went snowboarding with a friend. damn fun, sliding down a slope with a sleigh. ron was his name. real random.&lt;br /&gt;then we had to move through forests that had mines and traps on the ground. there was snow everywhere. i remember this bridge that had a manhole and an x across it.&lt;br /&gt;but i ignored it. then we were at the foot of a block, hdb flats where alot of people, students congregated. we were all looking for someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, here comes the interesting part i shall leave out. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg,&lt;br /&gt;love you alex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-8254183765413320411?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8254183765413320411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=8254183765413320411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8254183765413320411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8254183765413320411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2010/01/alex-i-just-remembered-my-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-6308572456129839316</id><published>2009-12-31T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T02:04:15.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alex, reacher! Arg. my throat is sandy and I am stuck here listening to the argument that irritating cfb is saying. I bet he is trying to cover up for his misdeeds. About that bloody girl. I can't stand her really. But I'm fortunate that she is not in my school cuz I will do some unthinkable thing, but not to you reacher, cuz you have done things worse. (: your latest is great, love your thoughts behind the investigation. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention griff burkett. !! Innocent man (: I wish you were around. (: smack some sense into that cfb cuz he is thickheaded! I bet you can bribe her into leaving. Get reacher to back you up and there you go. Get rid of all my problems. And mum's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-6308572456129839316?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/6308572456129839316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=6308572456129839316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/6308572456129839316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/6308572456129839316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/12/alex-reacher-arg.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-3605515720412314950</id><published>2009-12-28T06:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T06:25:46.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ALEX! JACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been more than a month. been thinking about the roles i may play in future. ..... (: been reading about the ST kilda's consulting and i absoutely love JOE FAROE. he's like the new dillons savich. the more high tech, but no less family man. love them both to bits. joe is more undercover cuz he is not signed with the bureau. st kildas private, so its better than the bereau i guess. less red tape. Grace silva compared to lacey sherlock..&lt;br /&gt;grace is fiercer. come to think of it, i dont know much about lacey though. ): I LOVE DILLON'S ABILITY TO CONNECT! you and that little girl autumn. your latest was absolutely fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets talk about lowell's books. i am wrong about not wanting to read her books. if i didnt give it a chance, and read the wrong hostage, i WOULDNT have known st kildas at all. that is a great loss. )))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met a new guy today. from howard's book, cry no more. JAMES ALEJANDRO XAVIER DIAZ. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;omgosh. you are just like reacher, just quieter and you have less gears grinding in up there! reacher thinks alot more. i love the way he explains his thoughts and the next move.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know you were a family man Diaz. (: surprised me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ending to the book rocked totally. never had i seen an ending that didnt land the ICU, or a near death experience. this is FRESH! milla was wrecking the kitchen and what did you do? let her and next thing i knew you were out of the house buying a plates from a yard sale. mismatched but that was not whatever i expected (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybody who wanted to speak to you you turned up. just like reacher.&lt;br /&gt;no strings attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me make a list of the new loves:&lt;br /&gt;1) Joe faroe- St kilda's consulting head&lt;br /&gt;2)Rand McCree- you had your twin executed by Bartone.&lt;br /&gt;3) Owen Walker- the ruby expert!  you and the boating incident with that mad granny&lt;br /&gt;4) Zach Balfour- with Jill Breck the river girl. The paintings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coldest: Reacher and Diaz.&lt;br /&gt;The mushiest: Owen walker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i just realised that LINDA howards latest is out: death angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goooooooodnes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye guys,&lt;br /&gt;gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love lots.&lt;br /&gt;chelles.t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-3605515720412314950?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/3605515720412314950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=3605515720412314950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/3605515720412314950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/3605515720412314950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/12/alex-jack-its-been-more-than-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-4680350732259654650</id><published>2009-12-06T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T06:38:12.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey alex! Been thinking these few days, how it will be like to have a twin. A guy twin. Will he be like me? Or will we look the same? I guess we will be similar and I can't imagine a fat brother cuz none of them are fat. (: then what will he be doing when I'm writing now? Mayb he likes reading? Cuz gaming is not really an option here.. ah, or will he be like gabriel? Eating and eating but not growing any fatter. I'd be good if we were in the same school but in diff classes. then he will take up sports, unlike me and take physics. mum said we will surely fight. Unless he is really the soft kind of guy and give in.. (: but I don't think that will happen cuz look at all 4 of us, none of us are the real giving in type. if I had a twin sister, hm, wonder if she'll be like me? Eep! Don't like that. Woah later she's the thin fairer fairy girl I will give up living. The man charmer! eepp! but I don't think she will be like that. Cuz mum will not let that happen! (: now at least I dont have any sisters to fight with, like getting angry over minute things like hair bands or food. I get why I am living with these brothers. God saw the problem when I was young and gave me more boy siblings. mayb if I had a deviant twin who smoked, got tattoos and danced, then life will be totally different. Yeah, that's why all the other are younger. Can't imagine having an older sibling. Then will they be nice to me? But I think we will still fight if the age gap is close. sigh, life is not like sims, can't just shift click, add to household or move objects on and delete the sim away. Then we will have to need for marriage or death.  jo is here alr. Gtg, say hi to the dog and robin for me.. (: miss you in sims cuz the whole neighbourhood file was corrupt. (: oh you must get to know the damonds better. You came to the party alisson damond organised remember? And everybody was tapping their feet waiting to eat in the kitchen... (: I love dou-joon damond. He is the cutest, in a jap way, sim I ever saw, slight hint of masculinity, lesser compared to henry damond. Ive damond, you better thank alisson and doujoon for making ambrosia to bring you back to life. I spent the whole afternoon and doujoon quit work just to max out the cooking skill. And I dug a hole in a ground to make a fishing pond just to catch the deathfish! Alisson did it for you. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg, really. Love you, alex, jack and doujoon! Doujoon, you are the fist sim recognised here! After what, 2 years of sims gameplay? Btw I have dillon savich on my table. (: nights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, chellest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-4680350732259654650?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/4680350732259654650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=4680350732259654650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/4680350732259654650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/4680350732259654650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-alex-been-thinking-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-4377095316487170417</id><published>2009-11-13T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:40:49.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey alex, i dont know why he is being like that. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i dont mean any of my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;why why why&lt;br /&gt;i know i made a mistake of rather ignoring him during that day and iT WAS WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to make amands but he dosent want to respond to my sms or what answering me coldly on FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;tell me whether all these is worth it. sigh, people tell me there are so many better ones out there and dont bother about the past but can I? fine, i think i know what. you are thinking that ever since i got that prize or that sch i became a different person? well you're wrong. i dont forget about the past and this is a case of my GOOd friend ignoring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought we were past that.&lt;br /&gt;why are we not?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;i know we didnt go out or any of that sort but we always hung out in sch..&lt;br /&gt;maybe im wrong about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex, tell me how... and i must not feel the pressure cuz its bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;nows not the time, not the time at all. -----------.--------------&lt;br /&gt;anyway, people tell me that he is behaving more like my bff than any other thing.&lt;br /&gt;thats why he is jealous? COME ON! cant you see past the schools thing? SO WHAT IF WE ARE IN DIFFERENT SCHOOLS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah this gives you an additional excuse to ignore me. I dont even know what your number is now.&lt;br /&gt;why has things turned out to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the other has still kept in contact even if we are in different schools? I dont blame my class for having an unequal ratio of girls to boys cuz i landed in a class of all boys for my chinese class&lt;br /&gt;and i think i will miss them? maybe miss the quiet peace, miss the sleepy atmosphere and the chance for me to speak up without being judged. or maybe i am being just that its not so bad? cuz their guys but u cannot be sure.. look at the case above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on, I AM OFFICIALY in a girls school.&lt;br /&gt;i might as well be asexual and reproduce by binary fission. ): nevermind. I must not think too much. the most i can do is to read and watch gossip girl? but i dont feel the same when i watch gg and korean dramas. the feeling is different. when the cast is feeling disappointed in gg, i dont really feel the sense of sadness unlike in taiwanese or korean dramas. WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like in eng fiction? its as though there's no severity in anything. theres only one way to feel like it and its though the actual thing which will never happen or in dreams.&lt;br /&gt;i seldom have any nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;any good ones anyway. ever since sunday with that triple identity guy. (:&lt;br /&gt;thats what i was showing off during our last pw meeting although i didnt get into details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its that youcandeepbreathe kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex, i think you can understand how i feel. maybe i should have gone to another school?&lt;br /&gt;but that would not make things any easier.&lt;br /&gt;the cold feet will still appear and i will be in the comfort zone. ---.----&lt;br /&gt;gd but bad for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arg. gtg. mourn over my disappointment&lt;br /&gt;i can expect a i dont want anything to do with you kind of reponse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours sadly,&lt;br /&gt;CHELLEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-4377095316487170417?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/4377095316487170417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=4377095316487170417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/4377095316487170417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/4377095316487170417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-alex-i-dont-know-why-he-is-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-7534587122279151404</id><published>2009-11-11T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T04:03:12.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stupid idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-7534587122279151404?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/7534587122279151404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=7534587122279151404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7534587122279151404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7534587122279151404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/11/stupid-idiots.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-4987062396780823466</id><published>2009-11-11T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T03:41:50.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hello alex, i was expecting tomorrow to be okay. BUT NO, we have to have somebody to come along to DESTROY the day. as though my day isnt going to be stressed enough without you. ---.--- you and your childish ways, i have to TOLERATE.&lt;br /&gt;WALKING DOWN ORCHARD WITH YOU. wts.&lt;br /&gt;you dont like shopping and always nag at us, next thing we know u take advantage of our kindness and start demanding for new things. WHY WHY WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when mum says you can buy anything u like to eat u literally take it as though its a free ride and start bulldozing your way through the menu. IT SUCKS to be always on my guard and thinking ahead of u all the time. i cant really believe everything you say cuz i have not really gotten over last time. it seems that we older people are not so forgiving and not so able to forget, it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DREAD TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU TO COME TO DENTAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot i have to pay up. yeah. i have to be civillised tomorrow and not get angry, SEE I HAVE TO CONTROL MYSELF and why should i be doing it on a fun day? why why why. SO ITS NOT FUN ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;ugh, she thinks that i have gotten over it, but obviously NOT.&lt;br /&gt;today u get new glasses, tomorrow you want to go out with me, I CANT STAND IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#$%$#$%^$#$%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH,&lt;br /&gt;ALEx!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-4987062396780823466?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/4987062396780823466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=4987062396780823466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/4987062396780823466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/4987062396780823466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-alex-i-was-expecting-tomorrow-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-2464993039157393643</id><published>2009-11-06T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T06:03:31.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey alex. Tell me I can handle this. &lt;br /&gt;Somehow why do I feel that x is blaming me for venting? Don't you care for how I feel? Yeah u may say that I have been the one for so many years getting most stuff and leaving the rest with almost nth. I guess since you have to focus on him so much then I shall take a breather. What's the point of being so nice when obviously your energy is spent on him? I don't get it. I don't like energy diversion you know that. Alex. Now. Come and get me and we shall go to l.a. And we shall feed the koi in your jap pond and things will be fine. No drama. No nth. Yeah we need to help him. When I'm ready for it. I need to xin li zhun bei for everything and as much and you think I'm an adult, I am still a child.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-2464993039157393643?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2464993039157393643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=2464993039157393643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2464993039157393643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2464993039157393643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-alex_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-6140004881170700360</id><published>2009-11-05T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T02:55:17.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HEY ALEX. I AM FRRRRRIGGGGING PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with somebody. that IDIOT IS THE CANCER IN MY LIFE&lt;br /&gt;FROM DAY ONE UNTIL NOW.&lt;br /&gt;OMFG&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNO WHAT I DID TO DERSERVE THIS. blasting stripper- soho dolls through the earphones. Love gossip girl. really. they provide a realistic dunno whats sense. too angry to describe anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really. IF U GET THAT DISGUSTING  DISRESPECTFUL DUMB FRIENDS OF YOURS IN MY LIFE, I WILL BEHEAD YOU. you have caused so much trouble. after chinese a lvls UNTIL TODAY WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MAKE ME PROUD OF YOU. NOTHING NOTHING AT ALL. you have caused MISERY, ANGUISH, FRUSTRATION, and u have finally MURDERED ALL MY GOOD FEELINGS TOWARDS YOU. you revert back to the CFB you were before. ha. i remember that from ages ago. the CFB was written all over the place cuz i hated you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you really force me to do that.&lt;br /&gt;WE GIVE U CHANCE AND AGAIN YET U DONT OPEN UR EYES TO SEE WHATS GOOD FOR YOU. I DUNNO WHAT STOPPING YOU. MUST BE THAT GIRL. OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;IF U MARRY HER I  WILL DISOWN YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think that me being stern with ur freaking friends is a cause for concern? AFTER WHATEVER U SOLD AND STOLE. my tone of voice is NOTHING compared to that. AFTER SLEEPLESS NIGHTS. for mummy that is.&lt;br /&gt;YOU DONT THINK FOR ANYONE EXCEPT YOURSELF. its disgusting self-absorbing and loser material. CUZ UR FRIENDS LIE FOR YOU U THINK THEY ARE GOOD? OMG&lt;br /&gt;U ARE WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP WAKE UP.&lt;br /&gt;i cant do anything. mum cant either. we'l wait and see what God does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by then, i think it will be too late.&lt;br /&gt;the faster u climb the harder you fall. dont think you have everything now. the cloud of suspicion and distrust ALWAYS envelopes you. dont forget that. never forget that. that stigma will always be there. no matter how good you are on a particular day. just like Blair Waldorf. she dosent do anything which dosent benefit her. like scheming? luckily i didnt inherit that gene.&lt;br /&gt;saying yeah people got gang MUST BE VERY SCARED OF THEM. then why the freak do you even associate with them? CANT U BE MORE DISCERNING? not that i dont open lines of communication. just when i think things are going fine YOU SHOW UR TRUE COLOURS. never spoken truer than a Bass. ( Bart Bass from Gossip girl. )&lt;br /&gt;you make me SICK.&lt;br /&gt;GO AND SAY WHATEVER TO MUMMY.dont think the years of damage u have done can be forgotten just like that.&lt;br /&gt;people rememeber. I dont do blackmail. But i feel like doing it. (:&lt;br /&gt;too bad i have school. if not. yeah. everyday on the phone, on the internet, on GOSSIP GIRL. ha. see if u can every say that I SUCK UP TO MUMMY. better watch ur words.&lt;br /&gt;you irritate me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alls not forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-6140004881170700360?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/6140004881170700360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=6140004881170700360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/6140004881170700360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/6140004881170700360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-alex_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-6304625624680167998</id><published>2009-11-02T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:19:06.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>morning alex. I can't sleeeeeeeep! Its 610 in the morning and all I can think about is sims! Thinking how I can make them live through extraordinary life. yesterday, ur kids allison and I forgot the guy's name went to school in cars. Their own! Damn cool. Then so far nobody has maxed the cooking, athletic, charisma and writing skill. But somebody is soon. so far I can't really make them go on dates cuz no expansion packS.): &lt;br /&gt;Arg. Really hungry now. But nobody's downstairs and I thought I heard a burglar! hopefully not. Oh yeah. And kaymay and hyun jan junichi died alr. Damn sad. The family that was almost perfect. But dunno how come they broke up! That I don't understand. Through the sims gossip then I knew. ): but anyway, jean jan junichi also died. I Rmb her gardening in her undies ! She's the slimmest tan sim I created. Aiyo. I should create more and upload pics right?? (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-6304625624680167998?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/6304625624680167998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=6304625624680167998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/6304625624680167998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/6304625624680167998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/11/morning-alex.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-1969419358938821619</id><published>2009-11-02T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T06:46:41.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey alex. I just feel that there are cancers in my life. very irritated by the stubbornness of people and their unwillingness to admit their Mistakes. Ahhh. Just saw u in sims fathering 5 kids! ((((: u were great. Ur fishing lvls are also quite high. just a waste that u can't really communicate through the com. If not..... (: I think I will be glued to the com the whole day. Felt sad today. That yeah he forgot. ok. My fault if he thinks I blew him off that day. Dunno why though I knew he was there but he didn't take the initiative to... Yeah. That's what's stopping me.. Guess I have to take a break, already am, from all those things. now I have to look around and appreciate those things I have and learn from new experiences. ! Wish u were here in replacement. Then maybe I will feel better. Instead of doing through taking care, it will be the other way around. But that will make me irresponsible, but at least, we have the same thinking, though we might be of diff countries. But we have adapted haven't we? People change. leave those lies, theft and anger behind. But I think I'm supposed to experience all these so that I will be wiser?? (: Haha perhaps alex. We all can be wiser. I gtg now. Please remind me to collect the banner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love , &lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-1969419358938821619?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1969419358938821619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=1969419358938821619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1969419358938821619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1969419358938821619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-alex.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-8445026012059923525</id><published>2009-10-28T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T05:34:05.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARG. alex! help me out here.&lt;br /&gt;now i have to submit a proposal for cp. like i have time to do it like that. i think i have to rush it out immediately after chinese exam. luckily not going bio olympaid if not i would have dieded by then.&lt;br /&gt;sleepy and dizzy..&lt;br /&gt;): and angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that woman is always pushing for this and that. and ALWAYS putting alot of pressure on us.&lt;br /&gt;ok fine. i asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex alex alex. trying to think of questions and answer them myself. ----.-----&lt;br /&gt;headache. today has been a rough day. found results interesting though.&lt;br /&gt;dunno why all tht things have to clash and clump together.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no love from me today alex,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kidding. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-8445026012059923525?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8445026012059923525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=8445026012059923525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8445026012059923525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8445026012059923525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/10/arg.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-5053642162135763100</id><published>2009-10-27T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T00:24:32.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alex, dunno whether what I'm thinking is right or not. ): feel confused. Just feeling like how ur mum ignores you for reasons you might not know. ): alone sitting on the bench facing the pond.. Waiting. Its nice and quiet but somehow u don't want to be left alone with ur thoughts. Its rather overwhelming. ): just to say hi alex, love lots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-5053642162135763100?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/5053642162135763100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=5053642162135763100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5053642162135763100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5053642162135763100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/10/alex-dunno-whether-what-im-thinking-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-3369124925332316733</id><published>2009-10-21T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T00:19:31.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey alex!! I AM SO IRRITATED NOW.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO DO WR AND MY I AND R AND MY BIRTHDAY IS COMING UP. I HAVE SCHOOL TOMMOROW AND ON FRIDAY I HAVE TO DO MY I AND R. WHAT THE SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i hate you alex.&lt;br /&gt;(: i just wished some idiots will stop talking as though its their birthday and let me choose when the shit i want to go out and not fit ur DUMB schedule. as though u get 80 MARKS DAMN GOOD LIKE THAT. disgusting. COME HOME AND HAOLIAN. SAY PPL TRYING TO HELP U INSTEAD INSULT ME. 1@#$%@#$#@%#%@#%#@.&lt;br /&gt;SAY put newspaper on the table with the birthdaycake&lt;br /&gt;and i told him to shut up immediately.&lt;br /&gt;insult me as though u damn good like that. i just wanted to like sing and cake and get it done and over with since i have NO time. so delay the damn outing lah.&lt;br /&gt;like i did LAST YEAR. what the SHIT IS WRONG WITH THAT.&lt;br /&gt;i hate hate hate hate hate YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh alex.&lt;br /&gt;i love u actually.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;i like that guy but found out that he was in a relationship. what the shit man.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, EMILY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-3369124925332316733?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/3369124925332316733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=3369124925332316733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/3369124925332316733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/3369124925332316733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-alex-i-am-so-irritated-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-872445056329221130</id><published>2009-10-10T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T16:50:15.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyyo alex! Guess where I am now? I am at the hawker centre drinking tao huay! Cool huh, free wireless. (: observations? A small round boy clad in a brought yellow tee sitting with his grandma and ordering drinks in hokkein, grannies out alone eating fried chicken and couples feeding each other. What a sunday morning. I see how the morning is so relaxed and un rushed even if you are in the marketplace. Here comes my food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-872445056329221130?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/872445056329221130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=872445056329221130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/872445056329221130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/872445056329221130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/10/heyyo-alex-guess-where-i-am-now-i-am-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-3283317913547234359</id><published>2009-10-09T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:42:07.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my god alex, I need to vent. Its early in the morning and I am rather upset. Going to have Pw later and that's the frustrating thing. I don't really look forward to it. U know, I made a mistake this morning by sending Omg, does she know we have Pw today to she! Like wth who does that right? But it was pure accident and knowing her cynical nature, I sent her another msg, saying, so Sry, do u know we're having Pw today? And she said I do know but u never told me the time and location. I know its my responsibility to do that but since u and I and not exactly bosom buddies anymore, then u could have asked me instead of waiting for me to get to you. Alex, u'd say that I should be the one and yeah, ur totally right. It slipped my mind until this morning. She could have asked jiang, and the rest too right? Yeah I'm defending myself... ): its just like u know there's hw but since u didn't come so u don't have to do or find out. Its the same attitude. Since she has her hou tai behind her so I guess she cannot swallow her pride and ask somebody, cuz this would mean admitting her ignorance. ugh, enough said. Love you alex, got to eat smth before I leave. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chellest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-3283317913547234359?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/3283317913547234359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=3283317913547234359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/3283317913547234359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/3283317913547234359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-my-god-alex-i-need-to-vent.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-8824036220774083183</id><published>2009-10-08T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T06:33:00.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah- as a continuation, I've seen quite a lot of changes this year, particularly to my friends . so alex, u know me best. (: have I made the right decision? I've seen such scenarios too many times over alr. you don't tell them something, it means uve broken their trust. But u can't expect them to tell u whatever thts going on cuz they're not obliged to. Anyway, your're just their tagalong right? my other friend-C and I have been waiting for u too long alr. We wait and push and push but nothing seems to be moving. either wait for them or out you go. So out we went. We didn't wait for them any more. So we won't have to wait, won't have to get an earful of their whines and their gossip. One simple event just broke up our relationship. I could see this coming, but it sucked to go through it&lt;br /&gt;... Really. Wish u were there to shut their perverse lips. But u are not God and He should be doing that, not you. (: took some time to get used to it though. Rmb last time in pri6? With that childish going out and backstabbing? I don't want to go back there. I dug myself out and I don't want to go back in. Hmm. It takes a lot of courage to break away. Cuz u know they are loud, and there are 3 neutral parties which obviously will follow the loud ones. u know alex, I can blog till I don't feel like sleeping. Back to it. Yeah just as how a neutral sphere can be inducted, these ppl can also be swayed. I actually had quite a close friend. She was the friend I first went out with. I actually do know what we cannot really connect due to really diff backgrounds, but since she's okay, so I'm okay. I have nth against her, just a bit sad that she chose to go with them. Yeah she still talks to me but I know things will never be the same again. Like whatever they need, it will automatically be delivered to them in a single transaction. Well, its NOT like that for me. But yeah I realised more of myself after that. Stop believing that you are safe and secure with your friends who expect your every movement to be told to them. Its all just a smokescreen. It's fake and it will change you. I went out straight after papers for celebrations with them, started getting involved in birthday celebrations and gossiping like I never could. I never do all these. And why should I start doing it if I don't feel its right? Well, Values shouldn't be compromised because of friends. That is a rather hard lesson I learnt, Alex. U know that too huh? (: thanks for listening, love you.&lt;br /&gt;yours truly, &lt;br /&gt;chellest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-8824036220774083183?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8824036220774083183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=8824036220774083183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8824036220774083183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8824036220774083183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/10/yeah-as-continuation-ive-seen-quite-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-5079557619443421817</id><published>2009-10-08T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T06:09:48.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey alex and jack, I owe you a long long long awaited apology. (: typing from my mobile. SORRY. ((((: today's been quite a day for me, having to attend the Pw workshop and having to present and ugh, the problems. Yeah. feel that I need ur advice Alex. I totally ignored you for the whole year. I know. No excuses. But what can u do if a pair does not want to break UP.?? This leaves you right in the middle and not knowing what to do. I have no idea why they love each other so much. They're underaged for goodness sake. Please tell me what to do? Mayb jack could do smth. ((: had my neck twitching just now. mayb I was too traumatIsed. So whatever. This is today. Having trouble with this device cuz it limits me to one page. ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-5079557619443421817?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/5079557619443421817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=5079557619443421817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5079557619443421817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5079557619443421817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-alex-and-jack-i-owe-you-long-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-8823974501507658181</id><published>2009-06-19T04:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T04:44:36.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FRIGGING PIECE OF SHIT. the cam dosent work. THE LENS DOSENT COME OUT. ITS DAMN JAMMED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno HOW COME THE pw thing is not uploaded. THEN I CANNOT DO THE THING NOW. HOW LONG DO I HAVE TO WAIT UNTIL THE THING IS UPLOADED?&lt;br /&gt;YEAH I CAN WAIT. yeah so last minute for WHAT. DUNNO THE VENUE EVEN CONFIRMED ANOT. LATER WE HAVE TO PLAN FOR ANOTHER THING. AND THEN I HAVE TO PAY FOR DENTAL FEES. AND I HATE IT THAT EVERYTIME THE CAMERA SPOILS MY OUTING. YESTERDAY NO BATTERY. PEOPLE NOT VERY COOPERATIVE. SHOP DIDNT SELL THE BATTERIES. SO WHAT IF U HAVE UR WALLET. TODAY I GOT MY CCA FRIENDS. BUT GUESS WHAT. THE LENS WAS STUCK. SO MUCH FOR THE MEMORIES MAN. LOOKS WHATS SPOILING IT. SO SORRY CAMERA THAT I HAVE TO HURL ABUSES AT YOU BUT I THINK YOU GOT TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO DAMN ANNOYING THAT TIME IS SO LIMITED. I HATE TO LISTEN TO NAGGINGS AND I WANT PEACE BUT I DONT SEEM TO BE FINDING IT AT ALL. VIBES EMANATE FROM THE 4 CORNERS. SIMS 3 ADVERTISEMENTS FROM THE PASSING BUSSES TEMPT ME INTO THINKING ABOUT THE OTHER SIDE. THE NEVERENDING SALES FROM STORES THAT GET ME UPSET AND INFERIOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS ARENT THAT FUN AFTER ALL.&lt;br /&gt;TIME FOR YOURSELF? THINK AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;ALL YOU GET IS TO SLEEP LATE, WATCH SOME TV AND WAKE UP LATE.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH ITS GOOD ENOUGH, BUT IT CAN BE BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO MANY THINGS TO DO.&lt;br /&gt;AND IM SO UPSET. I THOUGHT ABOUT THE WORDS MY FRIEND SAID BEFORE.&lt;br /&gt;"THE OTHER FRIEND WOULD BE A GOOD PRESIDENT. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND PAUSE AND THINK ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;THEN I AGREE AFTER A WHILE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS ANNOYING TO THINK THAT THEY ARE SUPPORTIVE OF SOME ONE AND TREAT THEM SO DAMN NICE CUZ THEY ARE NICE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH I KNOW THAT GIRL IS NICE BUT U DONT HAVE TO SAY IT IN MY FACE. YEAH I MAY NOT TELL YOU HOW I ACTUALLY FEEL BUT ITS RATHER INSENSITIVE TO SAY THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE I KNOW U ARE APPLYING FOR SECRETARY BUT I DONT SAY : I THINK THE OTHER GIRL MAKES A GREAT SECRETARY. U GET WHAT I MEAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES I AM RATHER SENSITIVE AND I KNOW IT. BUT WHEN IT ALL COMES TOGETHER AND SNOWBALLS. YOU GET THAT EFFECT. THE FEEL LIKE THROWING UP EFFECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT REALLY BLAME YOU IN FACT. I AM EXPLOSIVE AND NOT VERY NICE AT TIMES THEN WHY DONT U FOLLOW HER INSTEAD MAN. why bother being with someone when others are better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST DONT GET YOU. this has nothing to do with whatsoever student council. this is cca matters.&lt;br /&gt;ITS BEEN A RATHER MISERABLE DAY FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;AGONY, GO AWAY. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVEN THOUGH I SPOKE TO OUR FRIEND, I STILL DIDNT FIND THE COMFORT IN DOING SO. MAYB ITS NOT RIGHT AFTER ALL. (:&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES THINGS ARENT MEANT TO BE. JUST WANT TO COLLAPSE AND GO INTO THE FICTICIOUS WORLD OF JACK REACHER &lt;3 and ALEX.&lt;br /&gt;where i dont have to listen to screams, shouts, and whatever else.&lt;br /&gt;just the world where comfort exists and you get on with life.&lt;br /&gt;where people really support you without having to divert their attention too much.&lt;br /&gt;where i can make sense of what i am doing and forsee the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE PERFECT WORLD. which would never exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-8823974501507658181?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8823974501507658181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=8823974501507658181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8823974501507658181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8823974501507658181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/06/frigging-piece-of-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-5076434802262141326</id><published>2009-03-14T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T08:09:30.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyhey. alex and jack, watch. this post will be to the ex-NJ photog guy i met today for the interview. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i might not really know ur name, but thanks for giving me those enlightening information about the past. ..... really good speaking with you. engaging too. ur interesting. one of the few people that will open up to people not really familiar yet. but thats okay. on the trip back with mr neo., that guy that reminds me of my uncle, i found that few minutes really unique. unlike other trips where i'd be SO STONING away. ........ i probably wont meet you again, thats one of the reasons i chose not to ask for ur contact. but thats okay. good things must end and i thought it should be this way. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah good things come like that for me i guess. no long term fun. if thats my life i will lead it this way. just how its meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS AGAIN MY FRIEND, JIA YI I THINK. (: i rmb ur name as a real girly name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love lots,&lt;br /&gt;yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;CHELLEST.&lt;br /&gt;mayb i would see you outside. .. mayb not again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-5076434802262141326?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/5076434802262141326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=5076434802262141326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5076434802262141326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5076434802262141326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/03/heyhey.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-617723078762477671</id><published>2009-03-01T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T04:04:51.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i have to say this. been wanting to say this for a long long time. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;tribute to my ex class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see. lets start. when i go to school everyday....&lt;br /&gt;1. i think of suchang on the bus. i dont see her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;2. i wish i had a classroom. a proper one. i dont like homerooming. no sense of belonging at all.&lt;br /&gt;3. I wish we had a proper place to put our bags before we went for assembly.&lt;br /&gt;4. i miss vanessa and the people who come early to class.&lt;br /&gt;5. when i go for lessons. i sit beside different people from my class. ( not a good thing )&lt;br /&gt;6. When i dont get something during class, it is difficult to understand cuz the teacher rushes.&lt;br /&gt;7. I miss recess. like at a proper time and i miss mass refilling water bottles when benedict or glen does it for us.&lt;br /&gt;8. The teachers are different.&lt;br /&gt;9. I miss going home like the past.&lt;br /&gt;10. I miss sitting beside our friends during recess.&lt;br /&gt;11. I miss calling them when i dont know how to do something.&lt;br /&gt;12. They would have the assesstment book i have so its convenient.&lt;br /&gt;13. I miss doing homework and discussing things with them.&lt;br /&gt;14. I miss our teachers staying back and teaching the things i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;15. I miss my green 4e6 t shirt.&lt;br /&gt;16. I miss calling for every minute thing in questions and discussing them.&lt;br /&gt;17. I miss swiss uniform.&lt;br /&gt;18. I miss eating in class. now that i dont have one in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;19. I miss having textbooks tht everyone has.&lt;br /&gt;20. I miss the swiss school song.&lt;br /&gt;21. I miss the familiarity of the school.&lt;br /&gt;22. I miss seeing kelvin and zhen hao playing chess in class.&lt;br /&gt;23. I miss remedials and staying back cuz i can talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;24. I miss choir and my  choir friends, xinzhi rachel and sherlyn. i even miss mdm choo.&lt;br /&gt;25. I miss the smell of the choir room. (:&lt;br /&gt;26. I miss my notebooks and i miss mdm ong. I still remember her saying for set inequalities , you have to put it in set notation. SET.&lt;br /&gt;27. I miss exams in class. having to sit right at the back then having my own corner. i can look out of the class and see the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;28. During spa i think of my spa friends Glen, yongqiong and suyi. I miss sitting with them and asking them what to do.&lt;br /&gt;29. I miss my PE teacher and doing rugby for many consecutive months.&lt;br /&gt;30. I miss Physics and i get to ask questions and teacher wont think im so SLOw.&lt;br /&gt;31. I miss history, stalin and social studies. the cold war and globalization that i spent so much time on.&lt;br /&gt;32. I wish i had my class back.&lt;br /&gt;33. I miss mrs yu. although she might not always notice me but shes quite nice. and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;34. I miss Mrs koh for teaching me bio. mr seow is also nice.&lt;br /&gt;35. but of all 34 things, i miss my close friends the most. although there might be some backbiting but i feel that we had done many things together and now that will cease.&lt;br /&gt;36. I miss sec 3 when i can collect wallets.&lt;br /&gt;37. I miss the weekly tests.&lt;br /&gt;38. I think of speech day and the feeling of it.&lt;br /&gt;39. I miss piano. alot. and it will cost me $300 monthly for me to continue.&lt;br /&gt;40. I miss the funny people in class.&lt;br /&gt;41. i miss jing ting sitting behind me. no news from her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to let go of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours in memories,&lt;br /&gt;CHELLEST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-617723078762477671?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/617723078762477671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=617723078762477671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/617723078762477671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/617723078762477671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-to-say-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-1113494200907338853</id><published>2009-03-01T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T03:43:43.801-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo. let me start with my cp article first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i have finished my cp article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The annual road run of 2009 was here again! With the special arrival of the guest of honour, Mr Heng, President of NJC Alumni and from the Class of 1969, this event marked the beginning of NJC'S 40th anniversary. Unlike most school events, students from JH1 to SH2 formed a myriad of colours, sitting in their houses. Their enthusiasm was infectious and the atmosphere buzzed with excitement. Soon enough, the JH1s kicked started the race and cheers rang out. The support from the Marshalls were unwavering, spurring runners to complete the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. its done. nurmatha can complete. it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-1113494200907338853?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1113494200907338853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=1113494200907338853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1113494200907338853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1113494200907338853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-6803516166506810173</id><published>2009-01-27T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T04:53:01.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hey hey Jack and alex!!! its the end of CNY. i loved the first day and enjoyed the second but there was a spoiler. really. like the middle ofit. like someppl gave others something that is not so nice viewed in front of everyone. especially when uhave that kind of edge. badbadbad..  listen!!! its I TOUCH THE SUN. love love love. alex and jack accompany me today? everytime i go to bed with a heavy &lt;3.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;badbadbad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;unhealthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;itmakesmerestless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;but what can i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"you will always hear me call" Will i ever? im not sure. " I TOUCH THE SUN" i feel like doing that. and spread the love of the suns rays to the people I SO VERY MUCH LOVE. trying to be sarcastic u know alex. u sure know. u would be asking why i am expresing myself this way. the predicted answer? "Feeling unhappy? " Haha. love u lots. really. im being sincere okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sure i am. thats why im blogging.i guess thats why i pretty much use blogger. together with house mixes. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i dont quite enjoy that feeling. "SHOW ME THE WAY" show me the way to lose that feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;badbadbad. i dont think anybody would really understand unless they have been marginalised that way. THATS EXACTLY HOW I FEEl. marginalized. i got that word out doctor. really. see?&gt; im becoming like eric Doss. terriible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;" LEAVE YESTERDAY BEHIND." can i? like how people say sleep does it. Does it do , doctor? i think the standard answer is " DO you think" but im not ur client doctor. u know me !! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;" Light up my day. no more tears and im unbroken. " LOVE LOTS DOCTOR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;CHELLEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ps the song is flashlight by darren styles. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-6803516166506810173?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/6803516166506810173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=6803516166506810173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/6803516166506810173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/6803516166506810173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-hey-jack-and-alex-its-end-of-cny.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-1334908064979890387</id><published>2009-01-26T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T06:19:15.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;todays the first day of cny. !!! xing nian kuai le!! today i met some interesting and intruguing people. realy i didnt know i had them as cousins. or extended cousins. they like didnt talk to me for the last few cnys but it was different somehow this year. i know somethings wrong with my brain and ive been watching too many shuai guys on taiwanese dramas like the Jiro and those guys from fahrenheit. ....heheee. i know i must not. must not..... this is bad. bad.. the rising feeling of the bad!!! its coming to take me over!! mayb its the dark nails. haha. and the hair. i dunno. dont want to know either. (: gtg now. cant stay to say to much. ALEX AND JACK I KNOW UR THERE!! (: love lots. really. love ur thoughts alex, and the phrase about the candy land. the people are allowed to have a sweet life. DAMN GOOd. hit the nails right on the head. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;jack, see you soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;love lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;YOURS TRULY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;CHELLEST. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-1334908064979890387?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1334908064979890387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=1334908064979890387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1334908064979890387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1334908064979890387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/01/todays-first-day-of-cny.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-1051214624357696140</id><published>2009-01-22T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T06:54:44.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hello friends!! here i am at 10. 41 pm writing. well. weird huh, but i just completed painting half my balcony, which is the size of what, two master bedrooms stacked up. damn large. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;well, decided to remove the damaged nail polish. so pearly pink but what&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;can i do anyway? haha. cuz of the white paint-base coat. and that door paint- banana yellow. (: going to let my nails see the light for awhile!! hello nails!!(: nice to meet you again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey hey alex and jack!! not seen you in quite some time already. actually not that true. i have seen you but just not spoken to you yet. not that u can respond just like that. but through the books i have ur response. feeling rather uptight now. that shoulders of mine. i bet u dont have shoulders that ache so easily right, jack? like u could carry bags of cement of that man that carries garden soil? and while u worked for the swimming pool company digging those? i bet u didnt break out in a sweat. that six five size of urs is sure useful!!! haha. you should join the tall club in america really. like i saw it on channel 70. home and health, this club is full of TALL people. like you. six five, six four. and even seven seven!! amazing right? (: but anything above 7 feet is not normal genetics. usually there is a problem with the pituitary gland. the blueberry thing at the base or near the hypothalamus? haha, it hangs just below the optic nerve. so when it swells, it would press again the optic nerve and thats when problems start to arise. but when the tumor grows on the pituitary gland, it would start producing lots of growth hormones. but also when u grow too large, the bones of ours would suffer. and our spine too. its crushing them. our heart would start straining to accomodate those extra parts and our organs would work overdrive too. thats when its bad. ..... but they said the normal height for women is about 5 four. so am i like below average?? sigh. i just need one more inch! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can u crack ur neck alex? i havent seen you do that before. real nice looking into ur past. really would like to know whats going on with that client of urs the Stacy Doss girl. dont quite like her. really. what if she starts... adoring you? i know thats slightly insane but u know, anythings possible. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah. some random stuff now. u know that show ISWAk. all initials, i like how that guy says SHUT UP to the people staring at his F class. (: its like Sse-art up. nice nice nice. (: hes JIRO by the way. im not those tou hao fans kind of thing but give the guy credit right? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yoyo. gtg now. (: blurry visions all mine. good night alex and jack!!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHELLEST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ps. i signed my brothers spelling book today (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-1051214624357696140?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1051214624357696140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=1051214624357696140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1051214624357696140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1051214624357696140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-friends-here-i-am-at-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-8474250047762503084</id><published>2009-01-19T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T02:33:59.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo. to all the ravers out there. HIXXY is the best. (: for remixing that is. like the song game zaboocon. it rules. ultimate cute like pacman!! the song now that i found you is quite nice too. listening to it now. (:&lt;br /&gt;like having a club going on in my head just that minused all the noisy people and drinks. alex and jack, u like club music too? i dont know actually. but junichi, i know u like jazz., like piano jazz Midori plays. u love her dont you? yeah i know. (: i think she would know that and not just forget you. dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know darren styles is like 30 plus years old. thats so old. ): his songs are like nice.but a bit emo. what i like is getting better. damn hardcore. like the beats are TOTALLY FAT. fat fat fat. hixxy gives a nice atmosphere. go youtube it. really. the atmosphere is like surround. and soothing. in a house mix way. nice nice. but there are some really weird songs.like some beatboxing at the background. i dont quite like those cuz the atmosphere is lost. yeah. i dont think rap is really fit for techno? but thats an opinion only (;&lt;br /&gt;but throughout the clubland tunes, the common thing among them is that they have this steady beat. in the normal tunes. but for those xceptional ones, they have the varied background. then there comes this part when it starts to solo the background tune. REMIXED. uber cool. (: then its like so smoky. and i love remixes of the same song. like disturbia? i guess ive heard at least 15 of them. on piano included. i have tried it out actually. quite fun. try the piano cover. like playing over the song. its such a challenge and sometimes you try to hum along and the music loses you. so u lose the piano too!! hah so funny.&lt;br /&gt;actualy many people dont like club tunes cuz i think its noisy to them and the atmosphere sounds like noise. but thats okay actually. i think ppl like my mum like music where there is no electronic beats and its not so structured. like theres room for expression. i think thats why ppl love other kind of music. (:&lt;br /&gt;u know? those classical tunes like vivaldi- I LOVE!! its rather extreme. i know (; but thats weird cuz i play the piano. so its like both sides exposed. haha im raving at this age. i think i can open a club in my house with the collection of songs i have. jkjk. i dont have the $$ haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;ive been trying to find the clubland xtreme hardcore 5 cd. but have failed repeatedly. i know if i go overseas i can probably find this. but like in that cd shop, hmv, sembawang- all dont have stocks of that. well. i think its probably marketed in the us or europe i guess. lucky them.&lt;br /&gt;like i know most of the clubland tunes are MINT and choon. so like finding outside cds which are allegedly dance is futile. (: haha high standards clubland sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know what ill be doing tomorrow. mayb go onto the com and blog again? mayb ill switch subjects tomoro. talk about kimmidolls? haha. or pineapple tarts? since cny is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;i love the smell of my brother. @#$ nice. the baby smell. mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;love lots,&lt;br /&gt;CHELLEST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-8474250047762503084?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8474250047762503084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=8474250047762503084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8474250047762503084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8474250047762503084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/01/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-2401346611091422152</id><published>2009-01-18T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T02:16:56.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i just bought 5 different nail polishes. LOVE THEM. Here's for doll&amp;amp;Logan. number two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;enter scene-Kimmi and Logan were on the sidewalk. Kimmi being slightly embarrased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kimmi was on her way to school and she was dressed in a Chloe sundress. She looks at her painted intense coral nails. She always does that when she is nervous. so Lo&lt;/span&gt;gan smiles up at her and asks if they should go to school together. (: man thats nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-2401346611091422152?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2401346611091422152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=2401346611091422152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2401346611091422152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2401346611091422152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/01/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-38116918334113565</id><published>2009-01-18T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T05:10:14.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;lets think fanatasy number one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;lets try dinner. or something nice that we or lets say I dont have in singapore. choose the guy. Logan cresswell from, the a list. so. lets say he was my childhood friend. i sound like anna percy. this is baad.b ut anyhow! lets say logan bumps into the girl, Kimmi when she is walking to school. like face on bump. with his six-one frame and her 5.3 height, she collides into him. wow. so kimmi is embarrased with her cheeks staining red. she thinks-this must be embarrsing. but no. instead of lecturing her or swearing, gentleman Logan gives her a dashing smile and apologizes instead. double wow. (: man. this is like a scene in my head. haha. this inadvertently turned into a fantasy series. (: lets call it doll&amp;amp;Logan. since kimmi's last name is Doll and.. logan, logan. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;let me eat one bite of my food first. havent had anything since 6 hrs ago. (:  should we contnue the doll&amp;amp;Logan thing? or lets start with their friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;continued- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;logan looks down at the doll like girl infront of him. with hair cropped short, framing her heart shaped face, he gives a smile at her. she looks up. she takes a step back, as though being burned by him. Logan turns around. Looks at his friends, Seth and Jack. ( not jack reacher). they kept their distance from him, half wondering what he just had encountered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Kimmi brushed off the hair covering her eyes. She looked at him and muttered " Sorry". Logan waved it off and offered his hand. " Logan. " He introduced himself with a smile. Shyly. She took it. He had callused hands, like from playing a sport long term, she noticed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- End for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;OMG. i can never ever do this!!! this is just too insane. like logan. where on earth would this kind of opportunity present themself infront of you? haha onyl in books. but u get ur heartbroken too. really. Kimmi would meet one challenge real soon. haha it definitely involves logan. (: how about they go on a trip together ? but all these looks too plastic. in reality people would just swear and push past you. (: what rubbish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gtg now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;love, Chellest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-38116918334113565?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/38116918334113565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=38116918334113565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/38116918334113565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/38116918334113565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-think-fanatasy-number-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-7076143928477111186</id><published>2009-01-18T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T03:56:21.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;feeling ultra fed up for dunno what reason. i think i didn t eat and i could not shop longer. like who would want to go out with me? like my mum is with those babies. and who i have to go out with?? this is sucky man. HORRIBLE. sry. ALEX AND JACK MAYB you could go out with me sometimes? im dead bored. and like stuck at home witht eh boring boring com? like duh. i rather go out and walk man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-7076143928477111186?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/7076143928477111186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=7076143928477111186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7076143928477111186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7076143928477111186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/01/feeling-ultra-fed-up-for-dunno-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-6856063322079747208</id><published>2009-01-15T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T17:23:06.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;heyya. this is morning that i am bloggin, im rather unhappy though. its like most of the times i am unhapy? why? alex!! do u have any idea why? jack too. i know i said something unsensitive agin. but this is like aways sucking. SORRY to the guy. what i meant wasnt what i meant saying it out. i know u rlife is very fufilled but i know it came out wrong. i dont like giving excuses. but anyhow (: sry again. i dont like feeling guilty. but thers no choice again. everytime i say something iin front of our friend here it like OFFENSIVE. so i guess i'll shut up always. never speak when in doubt of what the person would say. my motto. (: okay? yeah i guess whis shoud work unless questions are asked. later chinese new year later somebody accuse me of showing off. im always receiving that. really. its said that never to show ur feelings in public but that can never happen. not to me anyway. like in sec3 how many times i have that face. come on luh.. (: i dont like dont like dont like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;im printing this in blue cuz it shouldt have been posted anyway. but anyhow., i have to tel u a&amp;amp;J. mayb i f i had hut my mouth it would hav been better. like leave the conversaton alone. &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;amp; haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-6856063322079747208?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/6856063322079747208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=6856063322079747208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/6856063322079747208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/6856063322079747208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/01/heyya.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-8345247104249318336</id><published>2009-01-15T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T04:32:59.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought that the last post was too long already. A&amp;amp;J. i think its all bottled up anxiety. but i should make it go. or why not u alex? pscy and all. (: helpmeyeah. gogogogogo. canidoit?sureican. (: just like im soooo comfortable with it. u know what i mean. like they grouping and all. so our friend was gushing on meeting them and all. what if our friend does actually. so thats all? finished.? and forgotten about those years? man. this is super sad. like an ending like this. this is bad bad bad bad bad. wont think about this okay? (: yeah i wont. like get on with life? yeah&lt;br /&gt;SO GET ON WITH IT. kimmi would support me? (: a&amp;amp;j would u too?go kimmi go. go snatch go. but people would say that our friends are not that. so why bother? i cant not bother really. this is like INNATE. cant ignore it.like the lost remote? i still cant get over it. nutnutnut. (: can imagine the jubilation on our friends faces when they cross.ay ay ay. there would be the trio. subbing me. a and J u can get what i mean. u like live in my face!! its okay. love u lots anyway.&lt;br /&gt;gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;YOURS TRULY,&lt;br /&gt;EM. CHELLEST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-8345247104249318336?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8345247104249318336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=8345247104249318336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8345247104249318336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8345247104249318336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-thought-that-last-post-was-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-4014028907973218466</id><published>2009-01-15T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T04:20:23.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. im actually unsettled. a&amp;amp;J. how? this is insane again. what happens if i think our friends would like cross paths? this is unnerving. imagine the mixture. man!!! cannot. please help? today i met a french woman who was a psychologist. in the 190 bus. she was carrying loads of cold storage bags today. haha. she was quite nice actually. told my mum and i that she would actually give us her card but she had her hands full of stuff. she had french clients. so cool. i bet u could speak french JACK. alex i know u can speak latin. (: love lots.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. back to the original talk. so. i actualy cannot do anything. this is like they are going to the same sch and i am not ther actually. well? alex. what u go there and use a bulldozer to force them apart? not so drastic i think. lets ask yoshi!!! My new kimmidoll. bought it from taka today. beside mac. in the gift shop. left a few. and i bought a kimmi wallet. Love!! get one for u too? just joking.&lt;br /&gt;feeling tired. but like how? like if our friends do cross, then like our friend would GUSH with FERVOUR AND ENTHUSIASM. JUST HOW I LOVE IT. itryandtrytowalkaway...&lt;br /&gt;GO MAN. REALLY HOW THIS WOULD WORK OUT. try try try. go go go. I FULLY SUPPORT YOU. andyouractions. surely collaborations would occur and i cant prevent this. its like out out out out out of my range totally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-4014028907973218466?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/4014028907973218466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=4014028907973218466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/4014028907973218466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/4014028907973218466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-561854410143551670</id><published>2009-01-14T03:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T04:14:13.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyhey. its after results and now is posting!!! WHOOOo.where am i going to go? (: aayyy.&lt;br /&gt;listening to true believer, clubland14. its damn nice.and i just changed my blog skin to this stripy thing. i think easier is better. not so complicated and messy. im feeling rather messy now? (:&lt;br /&gt;actually. no more friends for me! like we are going to everywhere different. how to meet anymore? ): so sad.&lt;br /&gt;and like this is so bad. so unfriendly. FRIENDS!!!i think u know what i am talking about. this is SO UNDESERVED. i dont think i can forget this. not for a long long long long time. (: im sensitive u know? dont u get that after 2 years? like duh.&lt;br /&gt;but its okay again. like ppl tell me that yeah paths wont be crossed again, but i dont quite believe in that and neither do i in love. haha that was random. (: it does have many flaws .. hee yeah. (: tomoros a school day. and i have to decide. thats on a nother separate topic. again. JACK AND ALEX!!!! love u lots. this love is different okaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how? are u glad? (: having accompanied me for 4 years. uve seen everything. really.&lt;br /&gt;from choir to results. and after till now. still writing to u on my com. dont wry i wont forget you. i dont think u would do this to me right?  (: JACK, i cant stand calling ur name reacher. its so unlike you. i love personal u know? ur bro is more fit to be reacher.. really. (: but anyhow u are as good. !!!! (: (: jack and alex i think u are sensitive people too right? jack is ultra sensitive. like knowing when ppl will have their next move. alex!! ur psy. so u can do it too. SIGH. thats why u are my friends!! jack, ur sitting on my shirt on the floor. (: ill read you after doing anna percy in the a list. okay? how bout that?&lt;br /&gt;yeah another thing. like how ours do? so sad dont u think so? like doing  180. totally gone. as though the years werent there. i know. ur going to say i totally expected this. EM!!! u could have preempted this!! yeah, SRY. but like as usual. i dont doubt first u know. unlike both of you!! haha. teach me more yeah....(:&lt;br /&gt;going to another school is...... like that. accompany me there would you? (: making friends should be hard for you. wth ur looks and all. what about me? how u think i would fare? (: tip me again yeah?&lt;br /&gt;feeling slightly tired now. are you tired people???  (: poor jack . you always sleep on the floor. shall i put you in a slightly comfier place? like i know u forced them to give u mattresses during without fail and that girl holly jackson had it good. (: i dont really like her but i admit, she has guts. like having the father as the general am i right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming back to the troublesome issue. but wait. i bought damn ex chocs today.&lt;br /&gt;of course not for me!!! i wont spend so much on eatables. mayb not now. for you ? maybe. but you probably can afford it by urslf. like DUHH. alex u like retired at 26. thats damn great. and u can run!! so unlike me. i think you'd probably call me unhealthy and drag me to run with you (: what about jack? aiya dont talk about him. junichi then. FUJIWARA!!!! i miss you. really. u can do pull ups on the door jam. eeeeeks. i cant. i think u d confiscate all the nice nice food and eat them urself!!!!!! alex u probably would feed it to blanche. i miss her too. (: ALEX I HAVE U IN MY HOUSE!!!!!!! omg i forgot. sry srysry. in dr. death? i hope i dont make u another deadline. haha. i just need fujiwara to complete!!! are u holding back?( haha part of lyrics. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how people? now that john rain( aka fujiwara) is here. cheer me up would you? (: its not easy u know. like robin leaving you, alex. and whats that girl, jade something-jack and that isreali girl the spy i forgot her name. saddddd. u know. but its okaay. you heal right? ur guys. and im a guy too? or what? hee. hmmm. one day. we shall go to.... wheres good? rain- japan, alex- b.h., and reacher, around the world? since u dont stay anywhere? (; or why not u come over. thats good too. gg now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOTS.&lt;br /&gt;EM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-561854410143551670?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/561854410143551670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=561854410143551670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/561854410143551670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/561854410143551670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/01/heyhey.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-8297494490977101612</id><published>2009-01-14T03:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T03:20:44.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what. i actually hate this smile smile thing blog skin. so un-me. (: so im going to change it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-8297494490977101612?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8297494490977101612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=8297494490977101612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8297494490977101612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8297494490977101612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/01/guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-2263368740083378501</id><published>2009-01-02T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:18:58.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;heyya!, alex and jack! (: its 3rd jan already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the hana kimi to load. its taking quite a while.....duh. like its youtube. and its on a saturday!!&lt;br /&gt;guess what. im still going insane over the extraction doc. cant stand it. (: i did ext. on monday. and the best thing happened to me! well, only half i guess.&lt;br /&gt;he was damn nice man. like so wen rou. so unlike me. hee. but what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;wish i knew his name so i could facebook him. (: be my friend,, right right?&lt;br /&gt;i think i want to be a dentist. when i grow up. (: but not all dentists are nice again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex! i still cant understand you. even the jokes u tell hav to be uncoded. insane.&lt;br /&gt;jack! let me guess. what are u doing in nothing to lose? strolling along roads again? (: ur so unpredictable yet predictable. i know u hate that. mayb i shall be ur assistant one day? but that would definitely tie u down to responsibilities. ill be ur liability? that wont be too comfortable for u i guess. no im definite about that. even leon garber's house u dont want. what about ur mum;s house in paris? i guess joe sold it off. (: predictability yeah?&lt;br /&gt;even if u didnt say, i could guess it outright. im of course no match for you. (: and i want it to stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know ive been trying to find more of such books but it seems that when sch reopens for the babies i hav to stay home most of the time. like hibernating? u hibernate with me yeah?(:&lt;br /&gt;but id like to go cycling. actually, ive not seen you riding a bike before. motorcycle also not. alex? what about you? cars, yes. especially those chevys or whats that ford thing. (: and blanche!!! ur dearest dog. hope i can meet her one day. and robin too. the only time i meet you is in sims. and that is not everyday okay. ur stuck in pleasantville, the most populated places ive been. and i see u and ur orange shirt quite some times when i go downtown too. you drink!! robins now robin traver, sry about that robin. cuz now shes back with you. (: thats good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mitch bianchi- uve settled down already with claire, im glad for you. (: and u have a gay daughter. thats disgusting but sorry about that again. shes leesa and shes damn smart. like almost maxed out most of the bars. im sure shell make it great next time. u want me to buy u a helicopter in compensation? i have a helipad wating for you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyhey guys, i gtg now. real sorry. but ill text you again via phone or com. be waiting? (: hope to meet you again, outside. lve u lots!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;CHELLEST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-2263368740083378501?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2263368740083378501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=2263368740083378501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2263368740083378501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2263368740083378501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2009/01/heyya-alex-and-jack-its-3rd-jan-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-5813110129502256751</id><published>2008-11-21T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:53:17.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;heyhey, its been another few days. went to sch today for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;open house. was not bad. choir improved!. spoke to vanessa today and it was quite great. long time dint talk to her. a week seems long man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;u know what? sometimes, we should not think too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;like when wehave the things around us we tend not to appreciate. this is bad i know. but i tend to be irritated sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;well, i try not to anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so sry ppl. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i dont want to be a person i am not. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-5813110129502256751?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/5813110129502256751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=5813110129502256751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5813110129502256751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5813110129502256751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2008/11/heyhey-its-been-another-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-2106663945884895412</id><published>2008-11-19T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:04:07.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyhey, today is thursday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to i see the light by dj hixxy. damn great remix of the original one. this cd is on hardcore till i die. i really should get it but dont see it selling anywhere. neither do i see clubland cds being sold. maybe its a uk thing? but its damn great. better than any speed up cds. this is extreme. like angel eyes by hixxy too. its good. youtube has it but the prob with it its that i cant be downloaded. :(&lt;br /&gt;was reading the book called TRASHED, by alison gaylin. her first two books were not as good as this. even lee child said so. must check out harlen coben man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is ultra cool. weird thing the cds hav some weirdsongs. like clubland14, it wasnt as good as 13. the xtreme hardcore was better. the webb has the list of songs but it all depends whether we can log on to download it. Or not.  :) love those remixes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your's techno-ing,&lt;br /&gt;CHELLEST&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-2106663945884895412?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2106663945884895412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=2106663945884895412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2106663945884895412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2106663945884895412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2008/11/heyhey-today-is-thursday-listening-to-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-7382026078397477885</id><published>2008-11-18T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:56:36.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JACK REACHER!!!!! this is madness.&lt;br /&gt;Lee child's killing floor: Cut his throat. You dont do it with one elegant swipe. Not like in the movies. No knife is sharp enough for that. There's all kinds of tough gristle in the human throat. You have to saw back and forth with a lot of strength. Takes a while. But it works. By the time u have sawed down to the bone the guy is out dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insanely cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another patch:&lt;br /&gt;I kept the blade as the weapon of my choice. Silent. But the shotgun would be better than the desert eagle( another monster gun) as a backup. With a Mag-10 ( Ithaca Mag-10, super large gun) as long as its pointed vaguely in the right direction, you're going to score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i wish i had one of that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack reacher is the most cool guy besides John Rain, *(Fujiwara-Junichi. ) my dear assassin. i got his picture in my phone., as my screensaver. (: like the survellience techniques, he's damn good at it. i love the diversion techniques, the opening of the left car door but leaving but the right to con those hispanic guys. omg thats so cool. i doubt i'll ever meet anyone like this in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your's truely.&lt;br /&gt;Chellest !( JACK REACHER!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-7382026078397477885?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/7382026078397477885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=7382026078397477885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7382026078397477885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7382026078397477885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2008/11/jack-reacher-this-is-madness.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-1666678936056224661</id><published>2008-11-16T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:38:04.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyhey! its been a long time. (:&lt;br /&gt;what shall we do today? rest. i guess. walked too much yesterday already. learnt something new that day. and the days before. like when i went out with friends, its definitely good to get someone like-minded that likes books and such. then when u start ogling at stationary or books they look at u as if ur mad. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats really so sad. please, when like u love that place so much and ur heading towards it, its not so nice to say derogatory things about that place. then it makes u think twice about ur decision.&lt;br /&gt;another sad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why its important to get like minded friends out who can establish a routine and not just tag along....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear jack reacher!! in my sims and in my bag. so cool. alex!! delaware, i just bought his book, compulsion and i saw BONES. OMG i wanted tht book so badly but it went against me on purpose.its $30!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is truely insane.&lt;br /&gt;another tip for going out for long distances. dO NOT wear flats out. or heels. they dont work.-for me that is (: and dont get lost. i have to have a virtual map in my head or else my mum and i would get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i saw june and her mum at suntec yesterday. she looked so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;and please, on the bus, friends out there, u realy think that cuddling virtual pets is cute and so sweet? ITs damn sick man. no offence. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all in all, there are always things to learn when u go out. (: and guess what? i bought a damn shiny hp pouch. super nice. and ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your's truely,&lt;br /&gt;CHELLEST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-1666678936056224661?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1666678936056224661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=1666678936056224661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1666678936056224661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1666678936056224661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2008/11/heyhey-its-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-6987163191155791414</id><published>2008-09-21T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T04:10:47.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;today is 21-9-08. what a long time man. JACK REACHER! new ultra cool assassin.better than the average navy SEAL. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;dont feel very well now. sometimes when u try to get ppl to help u they just dont. I DONT UNDERSTAND. :( well. human beings are complex anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-end of blog post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;towards rejuvination!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-6987163191155791414?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/6987163191155791414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=6987163191155791414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/6987163191155791414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/6987163191155791414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-is-21-9-08.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-5294696929268868820</id><published>2008-06-05T21:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:27:52.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;heyy! decided that i would type in orange today. ive got 3 minutes. today is a friday. 2 weeks of the jun e holidays have gone by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i never rmbered the june holidays going by so fast. this is madness. ugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;let me tell you something interesting. try to multitask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-5294696929268868820?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/5294696929268868820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=5294696929268868820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5294696929268868820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5294696929268868820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2008/06/heyy-decided-that-i-would-type-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-666406191422793585</id><published>2008-06-02T05:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T05:58:23.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i believe this deserves to g o onto the blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;today was bio spa day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;what a day. i cracked 2 capillary tubes and cut my hand, got 3 visking tubing and 2 strings. next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my calculator died. sin cos and tangent al canot press.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;just because of this thats why i have to change the calculator? what a waste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;what to do. i think t his is the 4 th or 5 th one i have owned so far. oh yearh. my hand phone alreade gave up on me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the sms function is not working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HOT damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;if people know my mistakes in bio spa, then why do they keep harping on it ? hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i dont want to complain but i cant help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so i decided enough was enough. each time they get together its like a damn hot furnace of hidden insults and derogatory terms. dont you feel it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;today was bad enough. what about their comments?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dont talk about mid yr and bring up all the corpses. but i dunt understand why they compare here and there and end up hurting feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wel....benedict was quite sad today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sad for him. hope he is okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;coming back. when you are helping them and when they start to insult you in a way i dont think they know, then you';d feel quite sad and re luctant thinking : why am i putting in so mucheffort? its just not worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;reflecting again. you would reconsider and forgve them. thats what i always do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cant afford to harp n it. right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then. hearing the chines e flowing words from the tv, i get that feeling of remorse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;now that its coming to 9 pm. and that im getting tiredd; i wonder if id just fade into my world of ficticious charactors . the real world is not for u to enjoy at all. with those shady actions her and there and whn en people get close to you and all. this is ba d and irri ta ting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey alex. just wish you were here x)&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,,&lt;br /&gt;chellest-  like the broken glass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-666406191422793585?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/666406191422793585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=666406191422793585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/666406191422793585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/666406191422793585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-believe-this-deserves-to-g-o-onto.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-8767741120984975829</id><published>2008-05-30T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T01:08:27.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Heyy friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thought that is was time that i changed that depressing skin of mine.now is white and more positive right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hehe dont bother looking at the last two posts that i posted. not really important. just no-sense thing. not worth listening to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i must remind myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;not to cconstantly complain . life is much better with out it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how he keeps saying.&lt;br /&gt;i can do it&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;at least somebody or people say that. at least in sch:) many people are out  ther playing and im not one of the people in their group. but thats okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i can do it in other ways. dont worry . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;like how i can imagine people walking down the streets. walking on the same path. gazing into each others eyes and smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;some people have the luxury to do that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i dont think i need to . right alex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my mother askd me if i wanted to marry you. guess what i said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no thanks-you were not responsible enough, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;speaking about you in past tense seems as though you are not there. but how real can you get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;again. people like us get disappointed. right jack?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;people make mistakes- LIKE YOU AND VIOLETA AND MICHLELE that singer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you do regret it. alex, rmb the time in flesh and blood- robin was jealous of that girl. saying you were to seduce her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well. another mistake made. im supposed to be doing my english. right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    i guess i make mistakes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;like how i scream and shout  when im fed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    i dont think they do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what we can expect of both of them is that they can go on with haarrneeymooning. SHOULD WE BOTHEr alex and jack??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lets ask the navy seals. they said not to bother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;actually, u know what i am really talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i really dont like what they are doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing all those perfect couples in the world would just make you wallow in your sorrows and its just adding salt to the wound. do the wounds just multiply themselves?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. guess it just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum said that it was correct and perfectly healthy and normal not to make you r male friend relationships in to a love one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she is a superbly experienced person and i will never doubt her on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;looking at the amount of controverseuy ( dunno how to spell) and resentment it creates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just tell them to stop it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;right in their face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that kind of disgusting things going on.&lt;br /&gt;whos not going to bother.?! even if alex, you say that life is better ignoring them? YOUR So optimistic. jack? sigh. i have you on my table. so what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;rantings got to end somewhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;let it go. . resentment is not going anywher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POUND POUND POUND....... pound those feelings away., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this new blogs purpose is just for the above line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thank you for ur rapt attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-8767741120984975829?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8767741120984975829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=8767741120984975829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8767741120984975829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/8767741120984975829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2008/05/heyy-friends-thought-that-is-was-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-7146174351213235204</id><published>2008-05-29T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:01:24.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;i dont like this.&lt;br /&gt;its every time in the holidays and i am disappointed yet again. asking me to go out with her and then she herself cant go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i know that life is not all fair but at least if i can pay a visit to my dearest alexander and my anbc shop, i would feel abit better. all work and no fun? fun yeah. but i had some ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum says its peer pressure. everybody going out and all. father agreed to bring me out tomoro but how credible is he in the first place? heee&lt;br /&gt;that oine i cannt voush for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many hitches and disappointments . like some friends i know getting a boyfriend helps them solve th8is horrible problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it a problem or what?&lt;br /&gt;more of a time waster. wasting more and more time, getting yourself into unnecessary trouble . waht a hasssle. i really dislike this kind of situation and its like the whole troupe of people marching together if we go but then thats why i dont like it. moments cannot be forced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i just should drown in my world of combined humanities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-7146174351213235204?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/7146174351213235204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=7146174351213235204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7146174351213235204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7146174351213235204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-dont-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-5610752247469987511</id><published>2008-05-17T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T02:35:01.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;?heyy, its a long time since i posted this. writing in yellow now. Last post was what? December? Cool huh. but again. its not so cool now. so demoralised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;this year has been hard so far. usually i dont talk feelings on blogs. but well, i feel like breaking the rule now. XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;this exam has not been a total success but has for me a total failure. if im comparing.. IM always comparing. when am i not? to the past years. i think i rather go live in a mountain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go hide away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;chinese exam in coming and i amhere posting. Vanessa probably has heard this  A THOUSAND times from me in one variation or another. haha. sad case. she's probably the person who knows me quite a lot given being in choir and all. well i dont claim to be her confidante too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;like friends in this class. theyre quite nice. but sometimes because i find that there is an invisible wall that is hard to break through even if u stare into their eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;sigh life's like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;im begining to sound like " DEPRESSIon " itself. well, dont u think i need alex delaware, my fav psych?  you know what? his latest appearance is in compulsion. sigh. so nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;changing the topic, i understand now why humans are the most complex beings. so totally astract and unpredictable. and they can influence each other . like how i see people getting the " magnetic INFLUX" by each other and sounding like each other. what a joke! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;by the way, im not a fan of the word Jia you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;this is probably the coolest entry i had all along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;well, thats all. DEAR ALEX!!!  when wil you appear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;...you will take my breath away.( ENG compre !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;.. yours truly,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;CHEllest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;towards Re-moralisation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-5610752247469987511?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/5610752247469987511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=5610752247469987511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5610752247469987511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5610752247469987511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2008/05/heyy-its-long-time-since-i-posted-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-1229681858335800636</id><published>2007-11-20T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T05:08:33.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyya. november's coming to a close. will you miss it?&lt;br /&gt;I will. had a cousin over to my house today. hmmm. quite an interesting day i had today.&lt;br /&gt;you know, sometimes, its just not fun to have people that are not really apreciative of what u have done for them. especially when u have gone tthru so much trouble to help accomodate them early in the morning. it "rocks" when u are awoken at 8.03 in the morning by a phone call.right. trying hard to sleep and there. ta daa. im awoken.just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its just insecurity or what, i dunno, but its not nice to not give face to ur hosts by saying -ve things or feedback to what their actions are. all are +ve so far.havent done anything to mistreat. just dunno them. sometimes its fun when u just forget al the dicipline issues but its another thing altogether when they act up and say all sorts of  things a- listers say. its not nice to brag to another ur kind.&lt;br /&gt;imagine ur friend acting up infront of u . like la a lister. "COOL huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, its been a great eye opener, the best thing is,&lt;br /&gt;we learn how to beter appreaciate the people around us, as they are nice for what they are. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-1229681858335800636?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1229681858335800636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=1229681858335800636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1229681858335800636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1229681858335800636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2007/11/heyya.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-7297158417376450396</id><published>2007-11-06T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T04:00:04.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyeah. im back. this time, with a new theorem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new emily theorem. Never ever play during any serious lessons or sessions. &lt;em&gt;Especially&lt;/em&gt; hand games. Like CHI KO PA .It can really make u upset. sigh. was quite upset today. some people are like &lt;em&gt;whatever &lt;/em&gt;when it comes to scoldings or feedback, but not me.&lt;br /&gt;If u are in exco, u have reput. to maintain, whatever it is.So we have no choice but to be serious all the time. the most we can lighten up when during breaks or after choir sessions. But like Miss lim said, you are being watched all the time. Its really like " Always watching you" choir exco should start up a book on " being watched". Its really no fun, if u get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though u have finished a certain projj, it really is not finished, not like ymca's youth for causes, where finished-lets go. that kind of thing. We have to do follow ups . nOT fun. &amp;amp;there are always some members who are not always a piece of cake for u to handle. thats when we have to put on our thinking cap. ? any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( im hearing jojo barking.right outside my house. tomoro he'll be gone. im tearing apart.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets put it this way: as sarah dessen says" LETS GET LOST"&lt;br /&gt;but in reality, our job will never be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... so friends, let just &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; what we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just do it. Nike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-7297158417376450396?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/7297158417376450396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=7297158417376450396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7297158417376450396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7297158417376450396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2007/11/heyyeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-7164398182329801051</id><published>2007-11-05T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T03:22:48.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ya. so the holiday has started. been quite busy with choir andschool business.&lt;br /&gt;was at my neighbours yesterday and played with their dog.&lt;br /&gt;I did nt like the dog at first, was very afraid of it. its partly due to the lack of xposure to animals all along. my brother was damn funny. he was more afraid of the animal than i was. when He himself opened the door to let the dog, JOJO, out he shouted and ran away. gues whhere he landed up? ontop of a dining chair. Was too hilarious. Joker.&lt;br /&gt;I, couldnt do anything but to .. stand rooted to the spot, while the dog pawed away..&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, he and I opened our hearts to the dog by playing withhim Fetch! as well as soccer with his favourite ball. I always hated this dog. The same dog that had been barking through the night, till 12 midnight, the same dog that had barked so fiercely at us when we were visiting, the same dog that was whining when locked up.&lt;br /&gt;What i felt towards the dog after we left the house was in total contrast to what i initially felt.&lt;br /&gt;while playing, the dog looked at me with those huge, brown eyes, begging me to play with him, to tickle him, to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;It really opened up a side of me to animals i had never thought i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i left, i experienced a funny feeling. I actually missed that damned dog.&lt;br /&gt;never had i thought i would miss an animal. It was so unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;Though that dog may be leaving for good to another owner, on thursday, its beautiful face and glossy coat will forever be captured in my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD BYE JOJO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-7164398182329801051?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/7164398182329801051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=7164398182329801051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7164398182329801051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7164398182329801051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-7912713247398656629</id><published>2007-10-29T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T03:01:27.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy. Totally knackered today, sick like the devil and wished that my throat could be lined with some anti- infected lining. Not funny; having the flu. Its almost equivalent to having the SARS, dont u agree.&lt;br /&gt;poor brother. went for mini-op, regarding the tongue. suffering like hell, but what is life without suffering? good that he has a higher pain threshold than i have. or not i'd be hearing a million complaints a second. (im good at that).&lt;br /&gt;i've successfully kept this blog for 50 posts already, no thoughts of deleting it.&lt;br /&gt;great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta jet&lt;br /&gt;Chellest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-7912713247398656629?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/7912713247398656629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=7912713247398656629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7912713247398656629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7912713247398656629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2007/10/heyy_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-3485249481013655950</id><published>2007-10-26T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T21:12:30.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyya.&lt;br /&gt;Its been another fruitful year of work and play.&lt;br /&gt;Have u enjoyed it?&lt;br /&gt;I have. The school term have officially come to a close, but school is never over for any one of us. Not our junoirs, seniors or teachers.&lt;br /&gt;When ever do we get actual holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, this year has been a rather interesting year.&lt;br /&gt;I participated in SYF, Chem comp ( loved it), RMUN, Shanghai Exchange.&lt;br /&gt;Had fond memories for each of them, never wil want for forget it. Chem comp was especially an eye opener, working with the 3 of them, never wil forget the rush and nervousness that we felt during the comp, the rush to complete the website and the nervousness to remember all our lines.&lt;br /&gt;SYf was a great time for bonding between our members. It made us feel as though we were in the same boat, climbing the SAME  BIG ROCK ( cough!*, courtesy to Mr liu), and nontheless made us feel more united. However, some unexplainable forces are pulling us apart and it is up to each and every one of us to get rid of that unholy force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RMUN. whew, that was a really big challenge. we're like being thrown into the open sea, not knowing ANYTHING about it at all. went there like a huge DODO, but didnt feel that out of place, made some interesting friends of good character. Good thing was, we learnt that the best thing, to get the most out of this modules, especially when u have paid 50 bucks for it, is to attend every day of the session. I hate chickening out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanghai exchange.. was rather less exciting as there was much logistics we had to do. Spoils the fun u know. Made some good in chinese friends down there, glad to have some overseas students i made friends with. spices up life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta jet,&lt;br /&gt;your;s truly&lt;br /&gt;Chellest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-3485249481013655950?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/3485249481013655950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=3485249481013655950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/3485249481013655950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/3485249481013655950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2007/10/heyya.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-9215743345556938522</id><published>2007-10-18T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T05:01:15.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyyya. its going to be the end of school; we're just a week away. how far is that? is that real? ha. how interesting. its been almost one year,yet i feel that its just a couple of months. time really flies. not good. not. good. that means.. we;re going to sec4.&lt;br /&gt;today... and the whole year has been fun. interesting.. I got to know few interesting personalities, from classmates of course. competitive, i got to agree, no less, no discount.&lt;br /&gt;friendly, ... but again, how friendly can u get in3E6?&lt;br /&gt;think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, quite happy i landed in this class. grateful for that. of course there are frictions, but ... again, in which class is there not any friction present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY: was an interesting day.&lt;br /&gt;got a mark deducted cuz i spaced 3 spacing for chinese., supposed to be 2.&lt;br /&gt;last year was 2 marks for 2 brackets. maths.&lt;br /&gt;2 marks for not rejecting (NA) maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did a cute imitation of JUMP IN! . we did the jumping of course. classmates were spontaneous.liked their attitude. we should have taken photos though. we had the unexpected guest of honour, Mrs v. interesting huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;necks aching, gotta jet.&lt;br /&gt;Your's truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHellest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-9215743345556938522?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/9215743345556938522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=9215743345556938522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/9215743345556938522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/9215743345556938522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2007/10/heyyyya.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-5472869305562038307</id><published>2007-10-14T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T21:35:15.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy.&lt;br /&gt;finished reading snowfall. its a really nice book. dated back to the victorian times.the book is sad, as charlotte, the main girl character runs away from her own home, and lives with friends she'd made on a hiking trip. her brother BEN, is reaallly nice. Ben champion to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know fashionista-laura by sarah manning, its on my couch. the other book by her, the one " lets get lost" is nice. nicer than the book " good girls" by laura ruby.i found thebook quite empty as in not much feelings. hmmm. its an insight though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i last posted. guess that'll be.&lt;br /&gt;gotta jet. comps dying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;chellest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-5472869305562038307?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/5472869305562038307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=5472869305562038307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5472869305562038307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5472869305562038307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2007/10/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-2085947890518875121</id><published>2007-09-01T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T05:36:33.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the holidays!! Finally.&lt;br /&gt;8.25 and fatigue is finally setting in. i tire easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all dear 3e6 friends:&lt;br /&gt;Assignment 3 for Trigo assignment is non-existent in the notes. It is on the teachers table, for those who may not know that Hui Lak had given it out. (Even i didnt know, well..) Its okay. Mdm ong said she will try to send the assignment thru SMS. Please spread the message!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the chemistry assignment,  there is something wrong with the supposedly good-tech server. It seems that the chem assignments cannot be downloaded. Miz Seah is doing someting about it. RIGHT. shouldnt it be bad tech for now? X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all choir friends:&lt;br /&gt;The CIP is changed to friday,time not confirmed. As we are not allowed back to school for the 1st 3 days, cca wil have to "stand down". Good or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0 the 75 guys on the list:&lt;br /&gt;YOU ALL ROCK! til death and after that. X) dont worry, ther will be evenmore joining you guys soon. Go find christine feehan. she's your next idol. Onward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its teachers day. To all teachers: Enjoy your day while u can. its not every day that you get to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT BOOK of the day: Inside girl, by J. Minter.&lt;br /&gt;HOT SONG of the day: Without You, the beloved techno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta jet. time flies. birds fly.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU FLY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-2085947890518875121?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2085947890518875121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=2085947890518875121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2085947890518875121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/2085947890518875121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-holidays-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-686083736578550836</id><published>2007-08-16T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T03:44:40.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The last thing any baby'd  want, would be to have their sweets taken away from them. Same goes here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poem: [ acrimonioous]    ps. it does not rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers, our model examples,&lt;br /&gt;teaching us moral values,&lt;br /&gt;dicipline, graciousness and integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers,&lt;br /&gt;matured, sensible and controlled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this the case?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers- immature in thought,&lt;br /&gt;who thought they could understand us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers who cross boundaries, does not UNDERSTAND us-&lt;br /&gt;confiscating items, totally irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers blowing things out of proportion.&lt;br /&gt;thinking that they always correct,-&lt;br /&gt;that students are always in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers,&lt;br /&gt;who think that they have all the control in the world.&lt;br /&gt;as though they own us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers, who always want us to understand THEM.&lt;br /&gt;seeking our approval for lessons, and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reverse psychology or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-686083736578550836?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/686083736578550836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=686083736578550836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/686083736578550836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/686083736578550836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2007/08/last-thing-any-babyd-want-would-be-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-1638827938625531321</id><published>2007-07-26T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:14:19.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RhIhOap01ys/RqkeXmGj75I/AAAAAAAAABw/mfne_l-TjK4/s1600-h/3e6+edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091634244432949138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RhIhOap01ys/RqkeXmGj75I/AAAAAAAAABw/mfne_l-TjK4/s320/3e6+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Class of 3e6 'o7 sample photo XD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-1638827938625531321?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1638827938625531321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=1638827938625531321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1638827938625531321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/1638827938625531321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2007/07/class-of-3e6-o7-sample-photo-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RhIhOap01ys/RqkeXmGj75I/AAAAAAAAABw/mfne_l-TjK4/s72-c/3e6+edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28426584.post-7038613598667927221</id><published>2007-06-07T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T07:24:07.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyya. its 9.51, pm. have decided to talk about my story of the [mango children]. even at the least expected places, fun can occur. what a wonder.&lt;br /&gt;we were at the market, having collected my new glasses. we bought quite a number of things. i ended up carrying 3 plastic bags in each hand. fyi, we bought 5 cans of drinks- whatever and anything. it was on sale. buy 5 get 1 free. cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;we passes by the busstop near the on-renovation community centre. suddenly, i saw something drop. it resembled a tennis ball. curious, my maam went closer for a better look. she exclaimed it was pong pong, a poisonous fruit. i dint quite believe her, so i looked at the leaves of the tree. as scss bore mango trees, i felt that its leaves were kind of familiar. i disagreed with her proclaimation and said i was a mango instead. all green and small. fairly cute. XD&lt;br /&gt;i picked the fruit up and sniffed it. indeed my guessed was right. haha. the fruit had been justified. it was a MANGO. right in the middle of market. twin mango trees were found in that area.&lt;br /&gt;guess what i did next.&lt;br /&gt;my maam offered her slipper, as a tool for whacking the ripe mangoes down. as silly as her idea sounded, we adopted it.no harm done right? my adventurous brother, hit down 3 mangoes, and we had a total of 4 mangoes at the end of 7.15. hunh. i ended up dead beat but it was fun. we played a role of [mango children] for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit about the story on [my new glasses]. its red and its fairly rectangular. the same old pair i used back in p6. love it. really pray that i can get used to the vision pretty soon. XD&lt;br /&gt;i like the phillipino girl working at chew's optics. shes really friendly and nice. over the voice mail, her voice is really sweet. anybody who gets her is h.d-ed lucky. (hot-damned, btw.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on to tommorow's schedule. Eeks! going to SAMH- oasis day centre to do CIP. from what i gathered from other classmates and from ym own experience, those ppl potentially pose a danger. super scary.  i really hope that tommorow would turn out fine. about today, i managed to finish PHYSICS! holiday homework, with techno on. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of techno. the song, summer rain, the alex k remix is really nice. my maam says its so under indian influence... is it? how come i cant tell. hehh. got no books to read now,thats y im blogging. i finished aimee, its very very negative, and suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me talk more about it. [aimee] the book by [mary beth miller] is h.d-ed depressing, it is discouraged. its about this girl, who is accused of her friends suicide, and her trial and her life living as a 'prisoner' under probation. shes not allowed any phone calls.. no past friends, no communication with her previous life. life as in life before her friend, aimee's suicide. in this book , there is only ONE mention of her name . ZOE. thats all i know of her name. there are instances in this book where she tries to end her life, like chewing on the insides of her cheek to inflict pain on herself, or where her friend , HOPE slams the door on her arm over and over again till it breaks. or whacking ur hand on the shower head till it cracks. got a nightmare becuz of this.&lt;br /&gt;dreamt that a group of us were killing a friend. dunno why, but the phrase from the book; luckily i dint make a mess, all the blood went down the drain. repeated in my dream and i freaked when i awoke. gruesome i can say. shant elaborate. it gets too much. X(&lt;br /&gt;my maam strongly discouraged me from reading this deluding brainwashing quote-unquote books, she commented that it'll brainwash me, and i'll become lyk that. suicidal all the time.always finding a way to inflict pain, that life is not worth going on. from the book" what do i have left to go on? i have been waiting, u have to help me, end it today. " and "where she had found the strength to pull the razor across her wrist" is h.d-ED suicidal and scary. reading it makes me feel as though im them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;constant reminders have to be sounded while reading these kind of books. usually this kind of books are nice if they have intrapersonal relationships, lets say between friends. that is nice and heartwarming, but then if then that is severly lacking, i feel that there is little to compensate for the violence and destruction that is present in the book. like wild rose by deb scarlatti is nice, very balanced. even though her stepfather is a schezio., but the presence of Ian waters totally changes the story. i love those kind of stories. i know I.P relationships cannot be present now, so reading them gives me an idea. like honey baby sweetheart, also by deb, is quite nice. the part where the grandmothers 'kidnap" her friend from the aged home is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semi-automatic wielding, flaming red haird grandmother, hijacking an 18 wheeler. tres cool huh.&lt;br /&gt;a character from the stephanie plum, and motor mouth, series, by Janet Evanovich. There, grandmothers have never acted so young before. there are also some imitations, lyk the Sarah Strohmeyer , bubbles series. love her role as a kick-ass hairdresser. i can never do that. kick-ass? pigs will fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its late. mental prepartion for tommoro in progress. cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-7038613598667927221?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/7038613598667927221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=7038613598667927221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7038613598667927221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/7038613598667927221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2007/06/heyya_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-3436380864040990645</id><published>2007-06-06T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T07:08:51.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;heyya. back again. now leaving me with approx 2 minutes to type the [story on my glasses].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;sigh. now without glasses. waiting for the optician to fix it. mr fix it ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;obviously.. my degrees for spectacles have changed. it has dropped by 25 to 50 degrees.cool huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;so im told im one of the lucky ones who get a decrease in shortsightedness. but the pain of not wearing glasses for a few days comes along with it as well. hunh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;im reusing an old frame of mine, a red retangularish pair of glasses. guess it looks cool, without me wearing it! i tried doing physics today but failed terribly. apparently, my left contacts was overpowered, so anything in close focus caused dizziness. uber uncomfortable. dont try it at home. i felt dizzy and had a headache after 5 minutes. couldnt even press the numbers on the calc. pathetic ya. well. so was forced to give up homework. whereas homework on the comp was an exception. theres quite a distance form the compt and from ur eyes, so yeah, its not so bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;got some new songs today. mostly techno. love them. dunno why, but orchestral music&amp;techno dont quite make a good pair. still love them though.cascada is nice. try it.especially the [styles and breeze remix] it is super speedy. the one with the dj remix on behind this hazel eyes- the singer was tuned to hamster-chipmunk frequency&amp;amp;the song was going at 200 mph. pity the middle part was a rap, or else i'd tranferred it to my phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;its already the second week of holiday. how many days are left till the rush returns?approx 16 to 18 days. honestly, i have tried reading the chinese book, however, reading and homework are not turning out well for me without glasses! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;lucky ones, not having to change or go without glasses. envy is oozing out of the screen while reading this.its getting late. im dead beat. gotta jet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;your's truly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;CH'elles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-3436380864040990645?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/3436380864040990645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=3436380864040990645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/3436380864040990645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/3436380864040990645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2007/06/heyya.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-3795019854781232505</id><published>2007-06-06T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T01:55:22.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;heyya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;its the holidays and after RMUN!. its kind of sad in a way that rmun has ended.its beyond words, the experience. now i feel 50 bucks is an understatement for the whole event itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the food sucks, but the ppl there dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we had d&amp;d at the last day. RJC is h.d. big. walkingin court shoes is equivalent to walking to bugis in stilettoes. those court shoes bite. perhaps we should all follow mdm ong's advice and start biting the shoes be4 they bite them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i still havent done my a maths 2 yet. wait for my glasses to be restored 1st. its becuz of the drop in my eyesight! thats y i had to change the glasses. changing to red glasses. nice i think.tres chic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;why i changed blogskins? cuz i felt that i should change it everyholiday. some kind of significance u know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-3795019854781232505?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/3795019854781232505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=3795019854781232505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/3795019854781232505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/3795019854781232505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2007/06/heyya-its-holidays-and-after-rmun.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-1761539505679638882</id><published>2007-05-26T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T03:26:14.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyya! Rmun's coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okkay..these few days are tiring, but fun. i get to shop. for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report book!&lt;br /&gt;its fine actually. not anything surprising or suddenly out of the ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MdM Ong!&lt;br /&gt;Feel sad and sorry for her that we have left such a horrid and unsympathatic impression on her. we have failed in understanding her , &amp; have disappointed her badly.&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE SORRY !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rmun!&lt;br /&gt;huge debate on whether to quit or to stay. so we decided to stay. got the dress code done and left one working paper to do. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano!&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming soon! pressure to practice scales from teacher. pieces are important too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends!&lt;br /&gt;settled quite an unsettling problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28426584.post-5305459750417889339</id><published>2007-05-18T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T00:08:01.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOT damn'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;heyya&lt;/span&gt;.. its been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this 5 months seems like a long sigh. chem com, syf and rmun.&lt;br /&gt;next? my g8 exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;participating in rmun seems like a bad nightmare? some people want to backout and that seems almost universal. i met quite a few people today, but that dint quite help. most were somewhat unprepared like us. rushing isnt quite the answer for rmun if u come to think about it. sample working paper? resolutions? and what ? the dammed fashion parade? super terrable im telling you. &lt;br /&gt;NOTHING Is working out! although we managed to scrape thru today's presentation, i doubt we'll make it thru the 1st day.  mr k. seems disinterested in rmun. aloof more like it. he came today to see us for awhile, left without telling us and guess what? he wore so informal u could have thought he was going for a pool party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT DAmn.&lt;br /&gt;i really am not sure what to do. yes, i can call up my new friends and enquire, but then? people have made up their minds if they wanted to continue. mr k really dosent seem to know what is going on there. what ever he says is really the opposite. remember the history exam? study 0-66 whereas mr seng said study only 20 pages. what is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;futhermore, he said no q&amp;a today. when i asked hester from RV, she said 2 mins q&amp;amp;a. how reliable is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really seeming like a bad nightmare. quote quote. how i wish i could shut my eyes and wake up from this horrid dream. unquote unquote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god. were so dead. help us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your'S tRuly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;CHell'est!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-5305459750417889339?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/5305459750417889339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=5305459750417889339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/5305459750417889339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Content&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Current MAJOR energy source&lt;br /&gt;–Fossil Fuels&lt;br /&gt;-Alternative Energy sources&lt;br /&gt;–Nuclear Energy&lt;br /&gt;–Biomass&lt;br /&gt;–Biogas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;–Biofuel&lt;br /&gt;–&lt;a href="http://www.yahoo.com"&gt;Bioethanol &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 109px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="163" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6926/849/320/600579/nuclear%20ppt.jpg" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6926/849/1600/998178/corn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" height="76" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6926/849/320/852072/corn.jpg" width="70" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-117394559051368713?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/117394559051368713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=117394559051368713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/117394559051368713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/117394559051368713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2007/03/alternative-energy-sources-content.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116739573697234059</id><published>2006-12-29T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T04:35:36.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEnt to lot one just now and underbought dinner. duh. WHAT kind of mistake is that?!&lt;br /&gt;yah, so.. had to sacrifice my beloved burger and eat OATS instead. maby playing mario party 2 later on. see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of homework, i have completed all- except writing out the speech.yeah. so.. have to recopy my zuowen. cuz its done in draft yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading lisa jackson's the morning after. nice good book.&lt;br /&gt;another guy to my list. : pierce reed. number 42.XD its getting better andbbetter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no ride in car next year. X(... god will provide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. drembt of rooming with jesus during choir camp. is that some sort of sign? i guess. oh well, got to eat sooon or else i'll faint. DIA COURVRANT willllllllllll be able to save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116739573697234059?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116739573697234059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116739573697234059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116739573697234059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116739573697234059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyaaa-went-to-lot-one-just-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116713111878961639</id><published>2006-12-26T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T19:20:20.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6926/849/1600/338549/IMG_1902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6926/849/320/65129/IMG_1902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6926/849/1600/944687/IMG_4690_4%20(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6926/849/320/228463/IMG_4690_4%20%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6926/849/1600/978612/IMG_4691_4%20(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6926/849/320/634470/IMG_4691_4%20%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEYyya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here to share some of my pics with you!! this is the pic i( center) with my cousins!!&lt;br /&gt;dont u just love maeve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;your's truly..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHELLes :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116713111878961639?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116713111878961639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116713111878961639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116713111878961639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116713111878961639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyyya-here-to-share-some-of-my-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116684779291332755</id><published>2006-12-22T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T20:23:12.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hEyyA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________lost in side.....;;;; shes lost inside - lost inside ._________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avril lavigne's nobody's home. and i lovrr the keep HOlding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lOVE these words_&lt;br /&gt;1) belladonna&lt;br /&gt;2)tardive dyskinesia&lt;br /&gt;3)thorazine&lt;br /&gt;4)unpalatable&lt;br /&gt;5)chloropromazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz u know i'll make it through_______cuz u know im here for you*&lt;br /&gt;KEEEP .....HOLDING ON..................... cuz u know i'll make it though..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your;s truly.&lt;br /&gt;missing alex, and dillon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHe''lles!&lt;br /&gt;:. till the stars shine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116684779291332755?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116684779291332755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116684779291332755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116684779291332755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116684779291332755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyya-lost-in-side.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116678847827320777</id><published>2006-12-22T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T03:54:38.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYyA!!&lt;br /&gt;SMART taxi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smrt taxi... back from camp! the assumptions of camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) people will spoil the camp by giving no encouragements.&lt;br /&gt;2) the food is disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;3) there will be no proper beds to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;4) not fun.&lt;br /&gt;5) ants are everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.... fiction: 1,3 and 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMART TAXI?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116678847827320777?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116678847827320777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116678847827320777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116678847827320777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116678847827320777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyya-smart-taxi-smrt-taxi.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116618443001355963</id><published>2006-12-15T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T04:07:10.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYYa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family going jb on 21 i think and i AM left at choir camp singing while they are enjoying themselves.( i think). ; listening to AVRIL lavigne's keep holding on.featured in eragon. omg. love the poster. to death. currently reading linda howard's mr perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junior xiao jun said she'd be online now. but NOOO. she's not. hm.... how long more?&lt;br /&gt;choir today was 9 to six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. time files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeks flew by without much notice.8 weeks have passes and what holiday are we left with!?&lt;br /&gt;sam donovan. im going to add u to my 36++ and counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam=thompson=sc taylor= &lt;a href="http://www.catherinecoulter.com"&gt;james quinlan&lt;/a&gt;= &lt;a href="http://www.evanovich.com"&gt;sam hooker&lt;/a&gt;= ramsey hunt=ford macdougal=ben ravens.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just keep holding on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till my list gets to 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;your's TRULY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;CHe'llesT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116618443001355963?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116618443001355963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116618443001355963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116618443001355963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116618443001355963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyya-family-going-jb-on-21-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116592405726531835</id><published>2006-12-12T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T03:47:37.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HEYYYYA&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally can see the original colour of my comp. yay. but for the time being, i have to put up with this one before i can get a new LCD. already checked out the prices for the screens. thinking to get the same brand. samsung. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;returned from lot1. bought food! and ate but left the meat there. sorry for being so wasteful but i didnt mean to. felt so stuffed already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people watching tv! downstairs. eating too. preparing to bathe yet am stuck here. not that i want to be "stuck" here on forced will, its just that wanted to DEDICATE time , duhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoke with giselle! over the msn, chrisll's friend. seemed like a nice person though. said she slacked but didnt believe her. SHE CAN DO BETTER THAN THAT.  thats what i think. she's homeschooled btw.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;[ALEX!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you. hehe. sorry if i put u outside the bathroom and left u there, while ranger and his friends were returned to their homes. (the library).  together with thompson cahill! too.&lt;br /&gt;omg. what i read in time bomb wasnt what i expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;WHY!? why the on off with robin? its really not like you to go around with linda after all, who is she for u to trust so easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY FED-UP because of that. you OWE me big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if u say that she has been through so much, i can understand that. BUT WHY do u just go off with her!? WHO IS SHE? AGAIN?! even though robin is "spacey" with u and all, but she is trying to say "sorry". u yourself said that u wanted to get your break!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++++++++++++++//+++++++++++++++&lt;br /&gt;sorry . just needed to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont forget alex, u owe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;your's&lt;/span&gt; truly-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;CH'elles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. all your previous debts, like with &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;SHAROn&lt;/span&gt; manson. u havent repaid them yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116592405726531835?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116592405726531835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116592405726531835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116592405726531835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116592405726531835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyyyya-i-finally-can-see-original.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116590581737136090</id><published>2006-12-11T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T22:43:37.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEEYYAA!!&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i hadn't posted in a long time.here's what i wanted :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex delaware in JAPANESE: アレックスデラウェア州&lt;br /&gt;                              CHINESE: 亚历克斯・特拉华&lt;br /&gt;                              RUSSIAN:alex Делавер&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;now doing my chinese homework.&lt;br /&gt;.......... not sure if going out later.&lt;br /&gt;having choir on friday. 1-5.&lt;br /&gt; and SORRY to melissa yeow if i made her wait today due to the wrong info i had on the choir timing. SORRY. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXs. to all the 21 and counting on my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps to 勤风。- i'll place u in my 22 and counting .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxox. your's TRULY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;CH-elles!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116590581737136090?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116590581737136090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116590581737136090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116590581737136090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116590581737136090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/heeyyaa-sorry-if-i-hadnt-posted-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116555703014355631</id><published>2006-12-07T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T21:50:30.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYYYYAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now listening to piece of heaven by cascada. quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished choir already. sUNG gamelan till i sweat. wilson was not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex! dillon! have to wait until next year than i can see you. HUMPH. but sorry guys, i have to add one more guy into the list. THOPMSON CAHILL. rocks. can do karate . judo and kick boxing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back later!! TATAA for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your's truly. Chelles...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116555703014355631?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116555703014355631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116555703014355631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116555703014355631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116555703014355631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyyyyaa-now-listening-to-piece-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116536541776713834</id><published>2006-12-05T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T16:36:57.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYYYYAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex!!! u are going to come out next year, april 3rd !!! OBSESSION IS THE BOOK'S TITLE. omg.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;ommgg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ... I GET TO VIEW U IN ANOTHER LIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;capital crimes. by jonathan and faye kellerman. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116536541776713834?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116536541776713834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116536541776713834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116536541776713834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116536541776713834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyyyyaa-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116531441488478764</id><published>2006-12-05T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T03:25:26.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HeyyA!! going to start on my new and hardest topic today!! it's elderly vs young. quite hard actually. just said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rihanna on media player now. new song that i got introduced to. by christine actually.&lt;br /&gt;met new people today. evelyn and sally from DBS. VERY NICE people. wished that our school could trade those teachers for them. make our lives better. much MUCH better indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. for the break. FINISHED MY TOPIC already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to snow patrol's chasing cars. totally love that song. seem to be on a song spree mode.&lt;br /&gt;my mum spoke to a very depressed cashier working at the pharmacy today. she said that with0ut challenges in life, life would'nt be called life anymore. makes SENSE though. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( my guess would be that she is going through a tough breakup.) SHhh.&lt;br /&gt;my mum felt sorry for her and wished her to have a nice day. it helps... ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;even i would be cheered up by that little comment. better that than none. come to think about it. yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't taken a bath yet. going to do so soon. have to update u about my reading scheme? yeah?&lt;br /&gt;so... i have successfully completed motor mouth- metro girl part 2!! by my favourite JANET E. (evanovich). MISS MISS MISS alex!!!&lt;br /&gt;............................. i feel as though u are dying. &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;sorry sorry sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel as though i got nothing better to say. its good that u can be living with me. in my cupboard. sorry to give u such a hard bed. i wouldn't want u to be at my bedside collecting dust and HAIR. to let u know, i drop lots and lots of hair. going though a phase . according to mum. really wish u could meet with dillon. u have met ranger and joe already. d'you like them?&lt;br /&gt;just to let u know, i prefer ranger though. much much sleeker than joe. what about the rest of my friends? all the 15 on the list? do u know them? i really would like u to know them. so SORRY about gavin quick though. although he was commiting adultry , but its really sad to see him go like that. for u to go though all that suffering and headache. even when u were in the web- having holiday, u had a shock of ur life. really sorry for that to happen. and robin too. she had to witness the killing of the other guy. really SUEY that u had to do that in defense of urself. even my mum didn't approve of u. she exclaimed u were a psycopath. sorry if i dont know how to spell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really ranting and ranting on now. .&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know what to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in over the edge, self defence, private eyes, survival of the fittest.... u were GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to let u know. just before i finish the series off. and i guess.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'd just....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your's truly....                   &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;with a broken heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;CH'elles&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116531441488478764?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116531441488478764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116531441488478764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116531441488478764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116531441488478764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyya-going-to-start-on-my-new-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116521935422799609</id><published>2006-12-03T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T00:05:58.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HeYYA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished another of my english questions! excited yeah? X)&lt;br /&gt;just thought of Alex again when i wrote PSYCHOLOGISTS under allied professions. ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....................................... XOXOX...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... sorry if i forgot to sign off just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am now. signing off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your's TRULY_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;CH'elles&lt;/span&gt; ..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116521935422799609?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116521935422799609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116521935422799609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116521935422799609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116521935422799609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyya-finished-another-of-my-english.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116521617980391668</id><published>2006-12-03T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:09:39.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYya!!                            __________________*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just completed my "performance" question for my EngLISh homework.. realised i'd got another 80+ pages to go to finish up my cheenese book. its a term for chinese you see. felt that i am starting to miss ALEX alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________nostalgic*_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really missing you. just knew u for over 5+ months only and u are starting to fade away.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.  i'd better learn to stop harping on those feelings and try my best to overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly optimistic don't u think? X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to tong hua now. love that song. its ending though. so is alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however much i may hate james patterson for creating a character so fitting and so close to my liking. i would never ever want to replace alex delaware with alex cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    CROSS HIM OUT. ______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry JAMES p. i cant patronise your book right now. not when alex is fading away. .... ..&lt;br /&gt;you've created a character freakingly similar to alex delaware. WHY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL'S FAIR IN LOVE AND WAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. i finished " 13 little blue envelopes "by maureen johnson. ahh. i remembered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD trying to be happy now. can't always let those unhappy feelings dampen my spirit. even though when there's nothing really exciting to look forward to right now. MUST Learn!! X)&lt;br /&gt;now's playing yi qian nian yi hou. love that song too. REMINISCING the past.  ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got myself new GUYS. jared kent and keith dobson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116521617980391668?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116521617980391668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116521617980391668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116521617980391668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116521617980391668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyya-just-completed-my-performance.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116512501612192387</id><published>2006-12-02T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T21:50:16.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heeyya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot.  ONE more thing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called joash a baldie cause he shaved his head with the shaver... its a WHAT??! kind of thing but accidents do happen sometimes. there was blood though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW- he's going to the dinner with a christmas hat! To cover up his baldness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joash- lOving.you'always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;CHelles'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116512501612192387?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116512501612192387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116512501612192387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116512501612192387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116512501612192387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/heeyya-i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116512446480001610</id><published>2006-12-02T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T21:41:04.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HeYYa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the opening tea ceremony in my uncle's house at SENGKANG today. funny thing was the lrt located nearby was TONG KANG. and its carriage is black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bride was pretty- my aunt. she had a sister which had a cool tatoo. i loved her dress. my guess is that it is expensive. my white shoe strap kept on coming out. but otherwise wearing the almost- new shoe wasn't much of a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had the tea ceremony thing.it almost was like the exact same ritual carried out on tv. quite formal actually. while we were at sengkang, elliot and JOASH- the new baldie was brought to mcdonalds and bought their christmas presents!!!!!! SO JEALOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta JET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your's truly-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CHelles'&lt;/span&gt;                - finding a perfect match always&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116512446480001610?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116512446480001610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116512446480001610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116512446480001610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116512446480001610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyya-went-for-opening-tea-ceremony-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116409938511754266</id><published>2006-11-21T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:56:25.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough*cough* haeh haeh_ sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD. throat infection. thanks to the infected sweets. heahh. missed choir thanks to itt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT FAIR.&lt;br /&gt;but all's fair in love and war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet they sung GAMELAN today. i was not there! but nevermind. went to the doctor's &amp; got the antibiotics. spent 22$$ thanks to that! but what to do? i cant take PAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;althougg that can be tolerated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open house is coming! im not sure if we can make it on time for the 2nd performance.. cuz we wont know if they'd drag the timing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to GAMELAN now.&lt;br /&gt;dongggg donggg.. donggg DONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yester'd completed JESSICA &amp;&amp;amp; today i finished thrill ride by rachel hawthorne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;some wishes for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________$$_________________________??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as we know..... GOD would provide.  XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gottta Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__chelles+ your's truly`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116409938511754266?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116409938511754266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116409938511754266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116409938511754266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116409938511754266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/11/heyya-coughcough-haeh-haeh-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116376270479221618</id><published>2006-11-17T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T03:25:04.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im now saying hi without exclaimations.&lt;br /&gt;not really feeling happy though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dee hp's memory card is not able to read through the MICRO SD CARD READER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how sad... thus.. my plans to put in songs into my phone had to be aborted!&lt;br /&gt;but what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until i get a connection wire-- or else i replace the existing and fried adaptor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing that unhappy about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather say disappointed lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhheh. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i'd think its not really needful to say though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW.. to choir's stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while edward and daniel were busy burning the "GAMELAN" and "AVEVERUM" for us, we sung through gamelan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magical man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next.&lt;br /&gt;for the concert on monday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.... wonder if i'tll be nice? i would like it to be nice thoughh.&lt;br /&gt;7 to 10! and we need to take a bus back!&lt;br /&gt;late or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now saying that , it reminds me of the book "SUPER WHAT?" by jax abbott.&lt;br /&gt;the sequel is yet to be out i think...&lt;br /&gt;"super 16" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. NOW. i gotta bathe. then listen to GAMELAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAMELAN-chelles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116376270479221618?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116376270479221618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116376270479221618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116376270479221618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116376270479221618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/11/heya.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116331070200494529</id><published>2006-11-11T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:51:42.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yster'd went SHOPPING! and bought myself a new hush puppies special shirt. hehe. off shoulder thingy. quite nice. pink actually.&lt;br /&gt;today went to market after church and saw quite a number of nice roxy shirts. 12.90. couldnt afford it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wer're not affluent okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so now on the book SHRIMP.&lt;br /&gt;its quite nice, like Michele Jaffe's Bad kitty. NICE!&lt;br /&gt;about 100 + pages into the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now trying to play bingo.&lt;br /&gt;with yisin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta jet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chelles, YOURS TRULY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116331070200494529?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116331070200494529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116331070200494529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116331070200494529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116331070200494529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/11/heyya-ysterd-went-shopping-and-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116314935419378475</id><published>2006-11-10T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T01:02:34.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6926/849/1600/class2E3!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6926/849/320/class2E3%21%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Heyya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz want to upload my class photo - 2e3 here!! slogan: will never forget you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. of all the happy times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the happy part: results were good.&lt;br /&gt;the sad part: we got to know each other well too late.&lt;br /&gt;the sadistic part: of the dehydrating snail and the soaked in yoko yoko millipede.&lt;br /&gt;the exhilerating part: intruder of a rat.&lt;br /&gt;the joker part: terence and norman always crack jokes.&lt;br /&gt;the boring part: the weekly chanting of ms yeo's naggings.&lt;br /&gt;the disgusting part: undies were found in our class.&lt;br /&gt;the repetition part: we were always nagged at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess there's always more, but that's it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta jet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours truly- &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;chelles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116314935419378475?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116314935419378475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116314935419378475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116314935419378475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116314935419378475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/11/heyya-i-juz-want-to-upload-my-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116299283600196611</id><published>2006-11-08T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T05:33:56.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time no speak.but does it matter? I guess it does. XD.&lt;br /&gt;Its holiday!! And its 9.21pm. im knackered. thanks to the large strain in my ankle- a result in long walks through the SC s today. it sure was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updated my friendster. didnt bother to change my pics. i'll guess that wont be that important after all. played psp when i woke up - in bed. for a change. thought it was rather funny.&lt;br /&gt;NEOPETS game. too bad i cant save- or else it would be an adventure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris's in sydney. lonely man. sourced for bottles today but was there a need? sure there was.. but then would it be worth it to lose a $9 bottle? i left my purple bottle at camp and my evian at the chalet. what a pity. i would really like to have it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking about holiday assignments.. i feel like sleeping when it comes to it. managed to go through my maths paper 1 . left 1 more . HEHE. good eh?&lt;br /&gt; choirs on friday . as well as tuesday, thurdsay and fridda.y oops.s.... open house is coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( am i that excited?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fingers are sliding off the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;eyelids are beginning to droop.&lt;br /&gt;heart is yearning to read.&lt;br /&gt;brain is running out of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta jet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNorzzz......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chelles- yours truly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116299283600196611?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116299283600196611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116299283600196611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116299283600196611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116299283600196611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/11/heyya-long-time-no-speak.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-116133216640248677</id><published>2006-10-20T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:16:06.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;longest break id ever taken.   4++ but then never read a book yettt. today havent started on the new book, heart and salsa. - by SASS. students across seven seas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`- BAD KITTY- michele jaffe./&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCKS!!&lt;br /&gt;*jack and jasmine!!&lt;br /&gt;*this book rocks cuz of the thrill- but not as good as the one by jonathan kellerman~~ ALEX DELAWARE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heaven- delaware!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT HAPPY.                                           + horrid day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           thanks to the probb in geog marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;doesnt make sense.&lt;br /&gt;last minnute change?&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about this word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked the markers report today.&lt;br /&gt;seemed that noberdy was listening .&lt;br /&gt;POOR TEACHER.&lt;br /&gt;talking to a class of non existent student.s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY ppeople categorise people under: studious and slackerS??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so unfair i thinkk.&lt;br /&gt;nothing is ever fair.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that now everything is going so fast and it does not ever turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing ever repeats itself. unless u tell it to ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like 2e3. my going to be my ex class.&lt;br /&gt;DO I MISS IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the biggest question of the year.&lt;br /&gt;DO I?&lt;br /&gt;i sincerely think that is a rather rhetorical question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people ask me this question but. thinking again- does this need any answer?&lt;br /&gt;DESERVE TO BE ANSWERED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes 2e3- as a whole makes me feel all warm and belonged- during the happy times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time, cold and horrific.&lt;br /&gt;seldom - feelings like being belonged, part of the solite crowd comes alive.&lt;br /&gt;DONT U FEEL it?&lt;br /&gt;if u were in my shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS JUZ so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;nothing is ever fair, like juz mentioned abovee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;COming back to my question.&lt;br /&gt;DO I MISS 2E3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;id rather leave that open question unanswered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;it doesnt seem inviting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;neither does that question make me feel belonged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do u thinkk??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex is still the best.  *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-116133216640248677?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116133216640248677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=116133216640248677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116133216640248677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/116133216640248677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/10/heyya.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-115115644752365334</id><published>2006-06-24T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T06:40:47.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heeeya .. flag day quite okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT that cherlyn got more than me .  =) good for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got idioitiic mosquito bite which i killed the mozzie,, aedes mossie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALEX!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I DREMT of u yesterday night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DREMT that u weere my classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;I noe that that is dammed lame but i cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;U are so good,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damm ,&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE the book when the bough breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, U ARE 179....cm.&lt;br /&gt;dammed good.&lt;br /&gt;locall guys are so .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go.., love u to death:)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHELLEs, always BESIDE U&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-115115644752365334?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/115115644752365334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=115115644752365334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/115115644752365334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/115115644752365334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/06/heeeya.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-115081080120884748</id><published>2006-06-20T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T06:40:52.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heyAa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are burning!!! ughh. today we got lost.&lt;br /&gt;NOT funny. i asked yf to support!! he said our layout was nice.. that was good. I loved my layout. X) hehe. abit idiotic leh. Me. but nevvrmind,, at least ppl are willing to have a good look and said it was nice. X))( doubble chiin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long tym no see sch mates le. exceptt for projj mates. Dammed printers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE U THER'?! calling out to you seems lyk a good thing ,, but my questions arent answered!!!&lt;br /&gt;ALEX !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. printers made me to dammed disappointed. first tym in months ivve been disappointed by an external event. ALEX saw every dammed thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNEWit.&lt;br /&gt;HOW could I?? Why did i ever need to be so babyish?? I never did *** outside be4. except in sch.CAME close 2 thougg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but alex managed to stop the ******g. in TIME.&lt;br /&gt;AleX ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS_BY`my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-115081080120884748?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/115081080120884748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=115081080120884748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/115081080120884748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/115081080120884748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/06/heyaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28426584.post-115080612852126154</id><published>2006-06-20T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T05:22:08.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.singaporegateway.com/companies/printers.htm"&gt;http://www.singaporegateway.com/companies/printers.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my useful printer resource.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28426584-115080612852126154?l=understatedpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/feeds/115080612852126154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28426584&amp;postID=115080612852126154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/115080612852126154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28426584/posts/default/115080612852126154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://understatedpink.blogspot.com/2006/06/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Rchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00021848137241101237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
