<?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-28604552</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:51:14.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTIANAmichele(:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28604552.post-115320533875534313</id><published>2006-07-18T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T15:39:13.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been drinking water non stop. I've got feverrrrrr. And I've got this stupid headache and my mum expects me to go to the clinic in my condition. What if I faint on the way?! What if I have to go to the hospital?! Okay I don't think it's so serious. I want someone to cook chicken soup for me. Awww, I'm a poor neglected thing. ): I think I'm going to change my blogskin. I want to try to make blogskins. I think I've said that for a thousand times already. I need to download Photoshop. So bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll be going to school for a week. Ehehehehe. :D That would be nice. A week's break. (: Nobody's come to visit me!!! Ahahaha, like anybody will. -.- Okay hmm. This is so random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115320533875534313?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115320533875534313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115320533875534313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115320533875534313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115320533875534313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-been-drinking-water-non-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115319231316576772</id><published>2006-07-18T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T11:12:17.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all I'm not in school today AGAIN!!!!!!!! Super shiok. I spent almost the whole day sleeping. Cos I have to take cough syrup, and it only takes like, 15 mins to knock me out. And the fan in my room is probably switched on 24hours already. Poor poor fan. My fan has a name now, because we have grown so close in the time I'm sick. It's name is... *drumroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FANNY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. Don't say I copy Fannyowemoney&lt;/a&gt; Hahahaha. Anyhoo, my phlegm and sore throat is making my voice super weird. I don't sound like a frog now. I sound like a martian. ): And I keep coughing like those people in the hospital, like their gonna die like that. Well, now I also have headaches and my lymph (sp?) nodes are probably swollen after going to the clinic yesterday. How stupid. Last night I was feeling achy and cold all over la. My mum says I have too much acid in my body. Wahahahaha. I'm RADIOACTIVEMAN!! :x Oops. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comclub.org/lj/fsquiz.php"&gt;http://www.comclub.org/lj/fsquiz.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out. It's a super old quiz but they've made it into a online quiz. Got the link from Suzhen's blog. It's pretty accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin is the one that you love. &lt;strong&gt;True. &lt;3!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon is one you like but can't work out. &lt;strong&gt;Hm. I liked him in Sec 1. For about 3 days?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You care most about Suzhen. &lt;strong&gt;True. Hah Suzhen, see?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica is the one who knows you very well. &lt;strong&gt;Yea, I suppose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda is your lucky star. &lt;strong&gt;True.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemicals React is the song that matches with Justin.&lt;br /&gt;That Girl is the song for Jon. &lt;strong&gt;Woah!! Probably true la. Lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Boo is the song that tells you most about YOUR mind.&lt;br /&gt;and Lose Control is the song telling you how you feel about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's accurate overall. Try it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today there's math Common test, good thing I'm not in school. (: But I'll miss going to BSS!! Shiat. ):&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115319231316576772?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115319231316576772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115319231316576772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115319231316576772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115319231316576772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-all-im-not-in-school-today-again.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115311338315767001</id><published>2006-07-17T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T13:16:23.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_fvJ8LlTQdE&amp;search=ms%20swan"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_fvJ8LlTQdE&amp;amp;search=ms%20swan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Swan is funny shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115311338315767001?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115311338315767001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115311338315767001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115311338315767001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115311338315767001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/httpwww_17.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115309212256666373</id><published>2006-07-17T07:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T07:22:02.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAVE A SORE THROAT DUE TO THE FACT  THAT JILLIAN INFECTED ME WITH HER BAD COUGH &lt;b&gt;ONLINE&lt;/b&gt;. NOW I SOUND LIKE A CROAKING FROG AND MY THROAT IS KILLING ME. BUT I DON'T HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I AM OFF TO MAKE SOME FROG FRIENDS SO WE CAN COMMUNICATE WITH EACH OTHER. *CROAK* BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115309212256666373?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115309212256666373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115309212256666373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115309212256666373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115309212256666373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-have-sore-throat-due-to-fact-that.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115302992319287346</id><published>2006-07-16T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T14:05:23.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lOP4Lu_q-hk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lOP4Lu_q-hk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The infamous Miri Schoolgirl Gang Fight. -.- Personally, the girl with the green rubber band, and the girl wearing the green jacket are just stupid. And the guys are pussies. -.- And haha, the worse thing is the girls belts are so high, skirt so long.. You think they look like gangster meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy. And the girl didn't fight back. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115302992319287346?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115302992319287346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115302992319287346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115302992319287346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115302992319287346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115297307173089694</id><published>2006-07-15T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T22:20:07.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yoyowassupy'all. &lt;/strong&gt;Skipped catchecism today with skinnyskinny Dorie. Yea she is so skinnyyyy. Like we were trying to squeeze into one of the seats in church, then there these two aunties, and Dorie squeezed in first, and they were like 'Wah, so skinny.' HOI!! LIMPEH KNOW I AM FAT, BUT DON'T NEED LIKE THAT RIGHT? Hmphzx. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around, sat around and talked. Ahahaha. Then went back to church. More like sneaked back. -.- Sat in this super cozy place. LOL, cozy. :/ And we took pictures. Yea we are such naughty girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img134.imageshack.us/my.php?image=image000ef3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img134.imageshack.us/img134/58/image000ef3.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? She is so skinny. Look at her face and my face!!!!! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img132.imageshack.us/my.php?image=image002fm3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/7865/image002fm3.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img147.imageshack.us/my.php?image=image004ae4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/7944/image004ae4.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh0 kawii~ (^o^)v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img132.imageshack.us/my.php?image=image003xp9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/7246/image003xp9.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img116.imageshack.us/my.php?image=image001vg5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4567/image001vg5.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea that's all. In the end the teacher smsed Dorie, her mum, my mum and me. I think we skipped too many times. :x The message the teacher sent to me went like this :'Hi! Uncle V here. Apprec your reply &amp;amp; paren'ts letter explaining why u didnt attend Cathecism class 2day. Pls call or SMS me in future if not able to come. We're volunteers doing our best for u. If too many times absent u may have to repeat CPL2. Tks.' Shitz, next time cannot pon. :/ Today was combined class and I hate all combined classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorie smsed me after that, saying her mum grounded her with no time limit. My mum only talked to me. I'm lucky. :/ But shitz la. The cat. classes are holding some Talentime thingy, and our group wants to do DANCE. like, OMG, I have two left feet (that's what I think). Cannot skip those days which they are practising. ISN'T THIS GREAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I watched SI just now. I think they are all so funnyyyyy. Especially Norman!! He was flooding the Sms thingy. Yea and Gayle is sooooo pretty!!! Joakim! Super cute!! (: I think I shall watch more TV from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115297307173089694?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115297307173089694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115297307173089694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115297307173089694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115297307173089694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/yoyowassupyall.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115288492285125183</id><published>2006-07-14T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T21:48:42.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hellopeopleoftheworld. &lt;/strong&gt;Hmm, okay I didn't blog yesterday cos I was super tired and lazy and I don't know why am I trying to make up an excuse for why I didn't blog when this is my blog and I RULE. (: Yea thankyou thankyou. Okay -.- hmmm letsy start from yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, Lim Lili was so cranky today la what the fishhhhhhh. I was paying attention!!!!! I SWEAR! And she kept saying I'm trying to copy Pearlyn or something. Like by sleeping when Pearlyn is. WALAO, then at night when everybody is sleeping, then everybody copy each other IS IT?! PURE BULLSHIAT. It just happens that Pearlyn and I SIT TOGETHER and we sleep during HER lessons COS THEY ARE SO BORING. And I wasn't sleeping HELLO? I was struggling to keep awake la!! Shitz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note (woah so formallllll), Jas and TanCK didn't come. So I think we had like 5 free periods? Happy shit man!! (: Suzhen, Jess, Xihsien and I were talking about when we were young. HAHA I THINK WE ARE ALL SO CUTE. &lt;3! Then Suzhen said there's this girl who's MSN nick was 'I can't stop dancing, what will happen if I stop?' Or something like that la, and we were saying everything she does, she will keep shaking and moving her body. I think we kept laughing, and then sudedenly Justin shouted 'SPASTIC!' then I looked up la, cos Jon keeps calling me spastic these few days. Then Jon and the guys kept laughing cos I responded. SO IDIOTIC RIGHT. -.- But Justin talked to me!! Abit la, but still!!!!! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to KFC and we kept laughing. But Jessica wasn't feeling well.. ): JON IS SO NGIAOW!! Stupid chicken backside. Don't want to lend me money. SO SHITZ. But in the end I took his coins and Amanda helped me top up. :D I &lt;3 AMANDA! Then the guys kept shooting ice, then I started throwing ice at them. :D Then went to Charles and Keith to accompany Jess to look at shoes. Jon was sucha INDIOT!! -.- Then went to Popular, and then home. Yea. Wanted to accompany Justin but when I went up the LRT he was talking to some guy, so I went into the train. Awwwww. :'( LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, TanCK and Jas came today, suckyyyyyyy. ): TanCK teared up Xihsien's worksheet cos it's blank. Eh it's so rude lor. &gt;:( Hmmmm, nothing much in schooooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA, Jon and Wilson called Amanda and me spastics! And they treated us like those kids in BSS. It's so hurting, but the comments they make are kinda funny. But I think that they didn't respect those people who have such disorders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for Art Council today, we cleared up the BAC wall and then had to tear out all those scotchtape remnants. And some Sec1s didn't do anything but just sit there and talk. And I nicely asked them to sweep up after the Sec2s peeled out all the doublesided tapes ends. And you know what? That part was the FRIGGIN EASIEST TASK. The difficult part was done by Clare, Amanda, Jon and me? We had to peel out all the sticky tapes from the floors, most by hand, and they were so LAZY? Just talking and talking. They had the nerve to just send one girl, Megan, to sweep the floor. All by herself. Yea Megan is a generally quiet girl and I guess she doesn't like to argue back but it does not give those four girls a right to bully her into sweeping the floor by herself! God they are so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art Council ended at 4+ and Amanda waited for me cos I was waiting for Justin. Lol. I think that uniform groups are like, super sian unless all your buddies are in it cos they all end at 5.30-6++. :/ And they have to drills blahblahblah. Amanda and I kept laughing at the way Alan did his drill thingyyyy. xD And Roger was like, 'Girls have butterflies and boys have caterpillars.' HAHA. Stupid shit can? Caterpillar will grow into butterfly?? LOL!! And then Amanda and I gossiped like mad, about C* and A*. And alot others la. :x And Justin and I talked!!!!!! YAY YAY YAY YAY YAYYYYYYYYYYYYY. :D I'm so happy~ Like properly. &lt;3!! Super happyyyyyy. (: I promise I won't ever stop talking to him again. I don't want a repeat of these few weeks. I couldn't stand it. x( Yea, I promise you Justin. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna grow old with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna die lying in your arms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna grow old with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be looking in your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be there for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sharing everything you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna grow old with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115288492285125183?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115288492285125183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115288492285125183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115288492285125183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115288492285125183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hellopeopleoftheworld.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115269900476837836</id><published>2006-07-12T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T18:10:04.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hello you muahchees. &lt;/strong&gt;Heh. Yay I didn't run 2.4km today! :D Woot. euw what a word. :d Anyhoo, Suzhen and Pearlyn didn't come today. And english teacher didn't come! 3 free periods. Shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to Rivervale Mall with Jessica after going to Suzhen's house to bring her literature work. See? We are such nice besties. (: Wanted to wait for Justin cos he had the parade rehearsal thingy, but surprise surprise, we still aren't talking. :'( Haha, I think I say things which aren't suppose to affect him but they do. &gt;:( I should just shut up. :/ Anyway, went to RM, I bought bubble teaaaaaa!! I love their pearls! So chewyyyyy. :D And we bought fries. I regret buying the fries. I ate only 1/4 of it. Cos I was so full. Wasted $2.85. In the end I gave the fries to my maid. I'm so nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna get a fever or something. My whole body's aching, and I really feel super tired. Must be cos of all the stress. That's why I got so manymany pimples now! Pearlyn is so gleeful cos I have pimples. Stupid witch. Hahahaha. Nah, I still love you Pearlyn Peh even though &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you don't come to school regularly. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, our school conducted public caning. OM damn act la. Yea, I think I would cry on the spot. Thank God I'm a girl. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115269900476837836?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115269900476837836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115269900476837836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115269900476837836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115269900476837836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-you-muahchees.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115262263348952920</id><published>2006-07-11T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T20:57:13.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hellowelloyourbuttisyellow. &lt;/strong&gt;Yea, I'm abit crazy now. Like, I was talking to Amanda about death. :/ It went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I want to die.&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: No, no cannot. I won't let you.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I wonder where we go after we die.&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: To heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Me: How do you know there's a heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: Hmmm. Don't know. Maybe we float around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea man.. I really wonder, do we just stop feeling anything, and just evaporate? Or we really go to this place called Heaven? OKAY SHUT UP CHRISTIANA YOU'RE MAKING YOURSELF MORE CONFUSED. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jillian is more siao than me, she is listening to all the NDP songs. Hahaha. Crazy girl. She's comforting herself, 'If don't have Bryan, got Andy what!!' Haha, I told her that was being fickle, she said that was called CHOICES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyanyways. I don't like Retro la, idiot. Keep calling my name even though I am paying attention. Doesn't pay to be good la. -.- I think she called my name FIVE times? Stupid. &gt;:( I payed attention lor!! I knew she was teaching about electricity and Jon and I were doing the series circuit and parallel circuit! See? I actually know what they are called. *smirk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Yongda alot in D&amp;T. Man I really opened up to him. Cos I was really down, and Jon had to rub salt to my wounds by saying I was really dumb to buy the pencilcase for Justin, said that I was a Fat Cow (so hurting canz) and spastic. He was joking la, but when you're down whatever people say, it just hurts. :'( Ohwell, Jon I forgive you. *benevolent smile* Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to BSS today, also talked alot to Wilson. Haha he's super cute! He said when he was young, he liked to play with umbrellas. He would open up all of them, then hide inside and think that was his house. FRIGGIN CUTE!! &gt;:D I was super pathetic when I was a kid. I played alone. At that time it was fine la, but now when I'm older, I thank the Lord that I didn't end up being someone who talks to themself. Okay so mean sorrysorry. But yea, I was really pathetic. Play Barbie doll alone, play whatever toy I had alone. ): I don't really like my childhood. Awwwww. Okay neverminds. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked home again, now my feet are killing me. Byebyeeeee! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115262263348952920?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115262263348952920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115262263348952920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115262263348952920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115262263348952920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hellowelloyourbuttisyellow.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115251914616866295</id><published>2006-07-10T15:31:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T16:39:13.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;H-e-l-l-o.&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, was actually very pissed off just now, but Ms Huhu is cheering me up with her crazy display pictures. Walao, she is super spastic in her dps la. :/ So POSER-ISH. Ahahaha. Jillian Tan/Tay/Loo is a poser!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. School. HAHA JON CAME TO SCHOOL SO FRIGGIN EARLY. I was utterly shocked. Ha ha ha. He said it was because of World Cup, and he kept drinking Red Bull and coffee. -.- walao, I stayed up last night till TWO, and then I buey tahan and then went to sleep. IDIOTIC RIGHT? rahhhhh. Anyanyway, I packed up my file last night, so my file is very neat and nice now. :D Hmm, interesting things today.. Tan CK confisicated Jon's shoe? Ahahahaha. So lame rigggght. yea. And, the Mdm Rotiprata came up today to say that 1E1 and 1E2 left their classroom lights and fans on and some people were still in class during recess, and then suddenly the technical students and Pearlyn started clapping and cheering. -.- Yea and in the end we got lectured by J. Yeo. What a waste of time. not really, cos the next period was Science. And when we went back to class, Retroahma started lecturing us, and in the end Gabeee was like, 'Huh, what's she scolding us for?' Yea, we really didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to KFC, ohmigawwwwwwd, the service is like, real bad. I don't get why they didn't cook on time, and then everybody has to get those number thingys. And then those people, so many Zingers and Amanda was like, one of the first people to order and in the end she had to wait at least 15 mins?! BAD. I won't go there ever again. No wait, actually I don't know. -.- Yea, super pissed off, not because of KFC thingy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might as well let loose of my emotions here now. (haha so litreature-y.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys know how it feels, like, in a crowded room, full of people, yet you feel lonely, like there's no one who you can really claim as your own? I feel that way, then I get really quiet. :/ And then people start asking me what's wrong. I can't explain, I can't find the words to say what I feel inside. Yep. Beeee-sides, I can't always be that hyper-active freak that tries to cheer everyone up when they are down. I feel down at times, well nowadays and I need people to cheer me up too. Seems like the only people who can do that are Huhu, Jonnie and Pearlyn. :/ Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked home from Compass Point today, didn't really exect him to follow, but it would've been nice. If he can't be bothered to do stuff like these, I don't understand why he's even with me. Yea maybe he just accepted cos he feels guilty if he doesn't accept. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy those other couples, resent myself for not being able to make you love me more. Yea, even if you guys say it's because I don't talk to you, but hey, if I see that you don't really want me talking to you, I won't want to go near you. So quit saying it's me thinking too much, it's me who isn't putting an effort into the relationship. Remember that letter I wrote to you? You didn't even bother to reassure me, and all those other things. It isn't surprising I think so much. It hurts to feel rejected, doesn't feel nice that your own boyfriend doesn't appreciate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeIamofftomakemyeyesdry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115251914616866295?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115251914616866295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115251914616866295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115251914616866295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115251914616866295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/h-e-l-l-o_115251914616866295.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115244656656571822</id><published>2006-07-09T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T20:12:27.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world. Thanks to Ms Huhu's influence, I am now going gaga over Fernando Torres. :/ But he's such a cutie!! :D Yea.. Now I know why girls watch football. Too bad, I gotta wait for four more years to see Torres in action again! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to start doing my homework on the day that they are given on. I forgot I have sooooo much homework to do. Shitz. &gt;:( History, Lit, Art, D&amp;T? yea. And my english compo which was due Friday. yea, I'm in deep shit. I have to read the bible everyday too! See the halo on my head? yeaaaaa. (: And I need to exercise. Lose my oil. :/ Okay, I MUST ACCOMPLISH THESE STUFF! which will be very tough, so pray for me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get why my computer keeps playing out chinese songs. Abit sickening. :/ Oooh I am crazy about The Click Five now? Haha. &lt;3 And I can't believe there's an asian edition of Breaking Free. -.- I should be proud of it, but wth?! I don't like it. So poser-ish. :x Ashley Tisdale is the best! Yeaaaaaa. Ok I sound like such a groupie. And my dad is watching Christina Aguilera on MTV, wth. I think she's super weird in a way? Whoops. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I think I'll go do my history now. byeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115244656656571822?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115244656656571822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115244656656571822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115244656656571822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115244656656571822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115225514654141022</id><published>2006-07-07T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T14:57:42.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello blog, world. I actually wanted to skip school today, and say I have stomachache or something. But I know my mum won't fall for it la. Shitz. Pearlyn came to school today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearlyn Peh, you should really come to school regularly. It's good for me. (: We kept singing Catch Your Wave. Jon, Pearlyn and me. Love 'em. :D Hmm. I'm starting to like my english teacher now. Cos she's got &lt;em&gt;balls&lt;/em&gt;. HAHA. Class joke. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, stayed back to drink soup. Haha. I'm addicted to the soup now, thanks to Suzhen's influence. Talked alot. :D Then.. Hm, what Jessica, Suzhen, Jon said today may be right. I don't know. Fish man. Confused. Stupefied. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzhen treat us to cab ride today, hahaha. How nice. I LOVE SUZHEN! And Jessica and Amanda, and Jon and Justin and Jillian, and Pearlyn and Clare. And alot more. :D I can go on all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super bored now. Rah. I shall start to reply tags on the tagboard itself. Cos I always forget to reply them here. Hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey girl,I wanna catch your wave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey girl,I wanna drift away with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey girl,you've got an undertow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey girl,hey girl, don't wanna let you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115225514654141022?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115225514654141022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115225514654141022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115225514654141022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115225514654141022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-blog-world.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115217304406174321</id><published>2006-07-06T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T16:04:04.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT THE HELL! DANIEL VOSOVIC IS GAYYYYYYY. sObz- He's so hot. rahhhhhhh. Daniel Vosovic! Hottie. gay. :'( I think all male designers are gay la. AHAH. :x Fashion designing is fun. Had art today, we're learning fashion designnnnnn. :D I want to sketch like how they sketch in Project Runway!! Rahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion designnnnn! Fun. I wonder if I can tahan being a vegetarian. :/ DETERMINATION!!!!!! Yayes. I'm mad. Okok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't talk again, I don't know much longer can I handle this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115217304406174321?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115217304406174321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115217304406174321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115217304406174321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115217304406174321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-hell-daniel-vosovic-is-gayyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115210480053843784</id><published>2006-07-05T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T21:06:40.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From now onwards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I will try to be vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so cruel, the way they kill chickens. )': They feed the chickens with drugs until they become superduper bigassed, then the chickens get crippled, and then they kill them. And they actually have to defeather the chickens first, so they put the LIVE chickens into the defeathering machine, and then its like, a LOT of rubber tubings in it and the machine turns at a super fast speed, and THEY PUT THE CHICKENS IN IT..  (do you all understand what am I trying to type? Lol.) cries- It's so cruel and sad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kentuckyfriedcruelty.com/"&gt;http://kentuckyfriedcruelty.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goveg.com/f-hiddenliveschickens.asp"&gt;http://www.goveg.com/f-hiddenliveschickens.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I will start exercising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't be like the chickens and become crippled with my weight. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I will do my homework faithfully and religiously.&lt;br /&gt;-I will go to church without grumbling.&lt;br /&gt;-I will try to read the bible every night.&lt;br /&gt;-I will behave well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD. IT'S SO SAD. POOR CHICKIES. Super poor thing la. Just watched a video on how they breed the chickens for food. I CONFIRM WILL BECOME VEGETARIAN. )))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Gabbers treat me to drink. :D How nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad for animals who are breeded only for food purposes. They don't have legal protection against them, so when they are slaughtered, it's so cruel. ): I won't explain much here, in case people are disgusted. You can go to the two above webs I put above if you're interested. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115210480053843784?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115210480053843784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115210480053843784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115210480053843784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115210480053843784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/from-now-onwards.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115202170302603585</id><published>2006-07-04T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T22:01:43.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the fish manz! Just got nagged at by mum. I so dislike her now? Note, dislike, not hate. Stop the hate man, yo! Okok anyway. She nagged me cos I bought the pencilcase for Justin. Like, OEI! I didn't buy him anything nice for our 1st month, 2nd month, 3rd month and yeah!! So I pamper him now. :D &lt;333333! OK BACK TO TOPIC. :/ And she can go from one topic to another? AMAZING LA. Ok shan't explain much, I think blogging about these kind of incidences would be a common thing now. In my blog I mean. OHYA. She said, 'You spend money spend on this boy? Then what about your family?' EH EH EH EH. Last time I bought her something for mother's day and she was like, next time don't buy, blabla yaddayadda. SIAOZX MAN. RAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- So pissed, and Huhu keeps making me laugh on MSN, while my mum is nagging. The shitz man! And I keep sniggering, and my mum will be like, 'ARE YOU LISTENING?' Stupid Huhu la. Cos I was helping her with her zuo wen, and then I stopped for awhile cos my mum started nagging and Huhu was like, 'Come, look at my face for inspiration.' AND SHE BLOODY HELL PUT HER PICTURE WITH THE BOWLING BALL IN HER DISPLAY PIC!! And I kept giggling like a stupid prick. One face, -.- And then cos I put a panda as my dp, I know! Pandas are sooooo cute! :D Anyway, she put the flower pic and she said, 'Look, we are both nature lovers!' WALAO EH. But actually it would have been funny if my mum wasn't nagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my mum's like, giving me newspaper articles on how to save money? The shitz of it all! &gt;:( Super sian manz. Walao I forgot what I wanted to blog siaz. Wait. wait. Let me think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Twohill is super scary la, what the fish. Put so much eyeliner. cries- I scared siaz. :/ Anyway, sitting with Jon in class is superfun. He keeps making fun of the teachers. :x Like, em. I forgot but sitting with him is super funny. He told us this joke, actually quite stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a Chinese man, a scholar, a genius, a Bangladeshi man and a toilet bowl on a plane. However, the plane is gonna crash unless they threw something down. Guess what they threw down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the bangladeshi man? NO! Don't be rascist la. later they cry. It's the TOILET BOWL LA. So obvious. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay, then there's this old grandmomma walking down the street, and there's this lorry headed towards her. The lorry brakes in time but the grandmomma still dies. Why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos the toilet bowl landed on her. HAHAHAHAHA. Okay la, not that funny. :D Anyway, went to BSS after school. Talked to Wilson alot in the class la. Haha. And they gave me a photo frame! Cos of the special olympics last time. So sweeeeeet! :D Balu and me! Wa still remember the time he scratched me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall end the post now. Byeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115202170302603585?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115202170302603585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115202170302603585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115202170302603585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115202170302603585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-fish-manz-just-got-nagged-at-by.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115189442651829091</id><published>2006-07-03T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T17:27:41.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 4TH MONTH! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha. I am so fooking tired now because I waited till 12 to sms Justin! :D I'm so sweet right, hahaha. :d Went out with Jessica today. Suzhen didn't come because she went WWW with Ranson. :6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus to Compass Point. While waiting for the bus, there was this super duper cute girl! She's about 4 or 5. SUPER CUUUUUTE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the polyclinic first cos Jessica has an inflammed toe. Haha. Inflammed toe sounds funny siazx. Anyway, we went and it was closed and we had to go back at 1.45pm. So we went back to Compass Point, and wanted to buy the bubbletea. Then we were standing at the start of the queue there, and the aunty told us off. Like, wtf? There's nobody there in the first place? And she even has the audacity to complain to the lady next to her, IN FRONT OF US. Jessica and I were so pissed, we didn't want to buy from that stall already. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Rivervale Mall instead. I love Rivervale Mall's bubbletea! The pearls are super nice and chewy. :D Then we went upstairs to buy sushi. Too bad Suzhen wasn't there, if not she could have satisfied her cravings. Haha. The sushi is damn nice. Yumyum. I think I want to eat some more. But I'm fooking broke!! ): Shitty shiat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed back to polyclinic. WALAO SO MANY PEOPLE CANZ. Like, queuing up for autograph session like that. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img122.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc000054hb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img122.imageshack.us/img122/2795/dsc000054hb.th.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, we went there at 1.45, came back at 3.30. 2 hours?! There were so many people la. And babies! And kiddies!! SO DARN CUTE. I want to have a baby. :D Not now though, haha. Waited so looooooong for the meds. Then we went to that Cold Storage Snacks and Confectionary Fair? Lol. We felt soooo aunty la. Then took 119 home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img131.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc000068hg.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img131.imageshack.us/img131/7686/dsc000068hg.th.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my hair canz. Can't wait for my fringe to grow back. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img238.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc000081oj.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img238.imageshack.us/img238/4403/dsc000081oj.th.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img156.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc000096lh.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img156.imageshack.us/img156/2304/dsc000096lh.th.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya okay end of post. No. I got naish sweets! :D They look super cute. :D Ok, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115189442651829091?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115189442651829091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115189442651829091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115189442651829091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115189442651829091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-4th-month-d-we-went-to-rivervale.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115172745217290380</id><published>2006-07-01T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T12:17:32.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA. I'm a happy girl now! :D Everything's going smoothie smooth! Played Hexic with Justin last night! We actually couldn't start it the first, second and third time. -.- Then we tried Solitaire Showdown, it also couldn't load. Only Tic-Tac-Toe? -.- We played two rounds, Justin was convinced I let him win the first round, which was no? My mum was nagging at me and I didn't pay attention. -.- And for the second round he let me win. And I was like, you purposely let me win  right. And he replied no. Never. -.- So obvious!!!! Lol. Anyway, we tried Hexic again and it was working!! :D Justin got so many flowers!! So I accused him of cheating. Harhar. Kena bomb-ed so many times. Then I had to go off cos I had to do something.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's fine nooooow! :D Everybody is offline now? Cos of the SYF thingy. D: Suzhen's in Malaysia now? SHE BETTER TAKE CARE! And come back fast. Lol. Buhbyes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115172745217290380?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115172745217290380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115172745217290380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115172745217290380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115172745217290380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115165818769913733</id><published>2006-06-30T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T17:03:07.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talking to besties Suzhen and Jessica. Talk to them can laugh like mad. Right now Suzhen is craving so many things, Jessica is typing in caps and I'm sprouting out random stuff. On Monday we're planning to bring sushi to Suzhen's house cos she's craving it so badly? :/ LOL! I miss sashimi. :D I  heart my besties. ((((((((((((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today school was boringggggg. Let's just say it isn't very appealing. Haha. :x And worse still! Justin and I aren't talking, like last time. -_- Cos I think he doesn't want to talk to me and then I don't talk to him so I go to Pearlyn and Jon. I'M SORRY. I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH. :/ I don't think there's anything much I can say now? To him that is. Not really. Actually there's a TON of things I want to tell him, but yeah. You know? Like, yeahhhhhh. Gah I'm screwed. SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the new science teacher? She looks like gorrilla. :x Ok being mean here, but she just gave us some worksheet, split us up into groups then we're supposed to do. Like, just like that? Then why she become teacher in the first place? Like so lazy? -_- And I don't like the english teacher. ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand Beauford Tan either. He's trying to act all gangster-ish but, HELLO? He looks like Winnie The Pooh's brother?! Wah take ciggy liao now so big fuck la. I think that behaviour is so loser-ish? And the teacher caught him and then he has to write statement, like last time I wrote like that and then he acts like no big deal. Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Justin and I talk soon cos our fourth month is coming soon. WOAHHHHHH. Time flies man. Hahaha. Ok, tata, toodly doo, see you tomorrow bloggie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115165818769913733?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115165818769913733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115165818769913733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115165818769913733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115165818769913733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/talking-to-besties-suzhen-and-jessica.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115156232269892011</id><published>2006-06-29T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T14:25:22.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't go to school today. Partly because I slept late last night, thanks to my wonderful dog, and also because of a particular reason. :D Hope I didn't miss out on any fun in school. Wth,I shan't bother about school today. (((((((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Project Runway last night, good Lord God, I hate Santino!! Santino SUCKS. yeah, his designs may be good, but his attitude really really sucks! Arrogant, always pushes the blame onto others if he has the chance. Haha, this week they were supposed to work in pairs and actually, nobody wanted to pair with Santino. HA HA HA HA. Orbi quek. :D Actually, Nick wanted to pair with Chloe (OMG Chloe is one of my faves), but Emmet snatched her away. Then Nick has to go pair with Santino. Awwwwww. YAY! Marla is out! Like, FINALLY. She doesn't have the talent to design la. And this round, she kept relying on Diana, or as she claims, "Diana's really strong so I'm relying on her to do the designing." -_- That's just being lazy, wth. I don't like the black woman either. No, I'm not trying to be rascist, I just forgot her name. She's kinda bossy too. Project Runway is so much better to watch compared to Singapore Idol man. OHYA! Huhu has tickets to go the results show tonight, so lucky. But she can only invite people from her school. She said it's because Paul Twohill likes IJ girls. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it, I'm alone again. Like, wth is wrong with me? -_- Haha. Gideon is talking to me now. He is so shocked I'm not in school. HAHA. Ok toodly doo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115156232269892011?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115156232269892011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115156232269892011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115156232269892011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115156232269892011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/didnt-go-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115148195193833583</id><published>2006-06-28T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T19:34:20.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello blogspot. I was quiet again, or according to Ms Huhu, EMO. HUHHHHH? Emo my butt canzx. Emo people slit their wrists. :D Eh walao, they said I was so quiet, my face like very unhappy with something. This is called PUNK ANGST OKAY. Lololol! No laaaaaaa. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearlyn Peh came back to school today!! LIKE, FINALLY PEH JIN YU, YOU TOOK YOUR TIME COMING BACK. Jon was like, 'Oh my god. Is the world going to end this way?" -_- I LOVE PEARLYN AND JON MANZX. Lovelovelovelove! But Suzhen isn't back yet though. She got hospitalised! Wth?! Dehydration. ]: Anyways, Pearlyn brought her XXL Mascara to school today and we had fun putting it on Jon's eyelashes! I uploaded the video but I can't get the code in leh. -_- Here's the link to the page, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ttYTwjr_lIM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ttYTwjr_lIM&lt;/a&gt;. Yeah, it's kinda mean la, but Jon did it WILLINGLY for 3 lollipops. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is out with their friends now. Except for me. ): Amanda, Gabriel, Justin and Wilson are at the arcade, Jessica is out with er, Guinan and Haohan and Suzhen is probably with Ranson now. Lucky couple. ): And Justin Yuen is out too!! Walao damn sad la. Huhu also. So alone man. ALL ALONE. Justin Yuen you better come back fast and pei me chat. I'm bored out of my mind OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall reply tags now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amandaLIM&lt;/strong&gt;: Thanks for flooding. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;allen&lt;/strong&gt;: Don't say my friend OKAYZX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suzhen&lt;/strong&gt;: ARE YOU OKAY ANOT? COME BACK TO SCHOOL ASAP OKAY. ): And you're very good la. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JILLIAN&lt;/strong&gt;: Your head la Emo. You then chao ahlian okayzx. Full of nonsense la you huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jessica&lt;/strong&gt;: Haha lol. Yala. She damn fat la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xiihsiieN&lt;/strong&gt;: YA! NICE SHOW RIGHT. I LIKE ASHLEY TISDALE MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit) I forgot to say, Wilson told us something damn farny. When he was young, his mum put him in the pram and when they went through the scanning thing, the two red traiangle thingys hit his head. HAHA. No wonder he's so blur now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115148195193833583?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115148195193833583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115148195193833583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115148195193833583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115148195193833583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-blogspot.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115141687010621203</id><published>2006-06-27T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T22:01:10.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was really quiet today.  Like. Deathly silence. HAHA. Not really la. Just didn't feel like talking. Must be the lack of sleep. I've been staying awake in ALL my classes canzx. And I'm not used to sleeping in air conditioned rooms? I slept in an air conditioned room last night and I was damn tired still. I'm WEIRD. [: It's okay though. I pride myself in being weird.  Not really. ANYWAY.. I didn't talk much, didn't laugh much. Which is so unlike me. Cos usually I'd be like a siao zhar bor laughing and talking loudly. -_- I NEED SLEEP! LIMPEH HOHO IS DAMN TIRED AFTER SCHOOL, BEFORE SCHOOL AND DURING SCHOOL. CAVE WOMAN WANT SLEEP NOW. PHWOAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? I am so needing my beauty sleep now. Oh well. We have a new english teacher, Jas. She tells us we do not need to greet her? But she's like, 'It is my class now, so I am GOD. And you all are my followers.' HUHHHHHH?! WTH. And she is SO straight forward, she pissed Jessica off. LOL. She was saying women from mainland China only wanted to marry old men and rape them and take their money. (Okay, the rape part came from me.) And Jessica said that she couldn't stereotype them like this and then Jas said, 'It was only meant for humour.' And Jessica was like. 'Howcanshesathatjustforhumour?ItisNOTrightokay blablayaddayadda.' LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WENT TO POPULAR TODAY!! So exciting manzx. Not really la. Lol. Went there to buy some markers and pens. There was one pen I bought, $3.05 OKAY. But I only spent like that cos I had voucher. $10 voucher!! Shiok la. Ok, I think I am the only person in this world to think that shopping at Popular is shiok? -_- God save me from damnation. Justin followed me but, I was reeeeeally quiet. I hope he wasn't pissed off or what. Oh well. Went to KFC with Amanda, Clare, Jessica, Gabriel, Justin and Wilson. Again. I think I'm going to be sick of fast food very soon. They all taste the same actually. Not really. I'm not sure. See what lack of sleep is doing to me? -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy a new pencilcase dammit. ))))))))))))))))):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115141687010621203?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115141687010621203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115141687010621203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115141687010621203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115141687010621203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-was-really-quiet-today.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115130919426828244</id><published>2006-06-26T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T16:06:34.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of the second semester went.. Surprisingly well? We have loads of new teachers. So unbelievable. :O Suzhen didn't come today!! ): And Justin got stomachache and had to leave early. So sad. We have a new history teacher, Mr Tan Chee Keong? I forgot. Whatever, I only know his initials are Tan CK, and his belt has CK too! I only happened to notice cos Jon was sitting next to me. YEAH!! Sitting  with Jon is so FUN MANZX. We kept joking and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paid attention to ALL my classes okay. Such a good student. :D But during Science, almost went to sleep. OOOH!! Lim Lili permed her hair CANZX. Like her hair is not curly enough. Look like siao zha bor. -_- Then during maths, sat next to Jessica. Sitting with Jessica, Wilson and Gabriel damn fun la. Xi Hsien helped me with my math too! THANKS XIHSIEN! :D We were talking about ghosts. So freakyyyyyyy. Hahaha. We kept laughing also. I forgot for what. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after school, Amanda, Jessica, Gabriel, Wilson and me went KFC to eat. I need to save money!! To buy something. :D Took 119 home. It's been AGES since I took 119. Stopped taking it after primary school? Haha. I think I shall do my homework now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ADDICTED to HSM's soundtracks!! Wowee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115130919426828244?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115130919426828244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115130919426828244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115130919426828244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115130919426828244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-day-of-second-semester-went.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115124559722602073</id><published>2006-06-25T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:26:37.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!! High School Musical is such a NICE SHOW!! I like Asheley Tisdale!! She's so pretty! :D And, I don't really like Zac Efron. HAHA. I think his face looks weird to his hair. -shrugs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to school TOMORROW. Walaozx. ))))))))))))))))))))))))))))):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115124559722602073?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115124559722602073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115124559722602073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115124559722602073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115124559722602073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/omg-high-school-musical-is-such-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115121693106961744</id><published>2006-06-25T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T14:28:51.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think it is high-time I reply tags! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jessica&lt;/strong&gt;: Hahaha. What a late reply. Now it's okay, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suzhen&lt;/strong&gt;: ): Die of what?! Don't die!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JASLINE&lt;/strong&gt;: HELLO TO YOU TO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amandaLIM&lt;/strong&gt;: yup! So irritating canzx. 9:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jessica&lt;/strong&gt;: I never go Sentosa in the end!! ))))))): So sad. Okay I shall go flood your tagboard. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW I HAVE TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL. D: Saddening. I'll miss my bed. )))))))))))))):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115121693106961744?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115121693106961744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115121693106961744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115121693106961744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115121693106961744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-think-it-is-high-time-i-reply-tags-d.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115113408328332586</id><published>2006-06-24T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T15:28:03.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drats! I am sick. I MUST GO SENTOSA TOMORROW!! Die die also must go canzx. Cable car!! WALAO. So sad. )': School is reopening soon. I haven't done any e-learning, my english composition and my chinese!! Bah. Couldn't be bothered la, but I gotta turn over a new leaf. Hahahaha. -_- I'm siao. Again. As usual. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115113408328332586?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115113408328332586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115113408328332586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115113408328332586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115113408328332586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/drats-i-am-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115108191531290056</id><published>2006-06-23T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T01:05:25.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!! Just came back from Batam. I guess it was kind of a disappointment? Anyway, I went with my grandparents, uncles, cousins and my uncle's friend. Woke up at 7+ and daddy fetched us to Harbourfront. Met the rest there, got tickets, sat on the ferry. I LOVE FERRY RIDES! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img224.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003319ns.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img224.imageshack.us/img224/196/dsc003319ns.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's my ticket, passport and erm. I forgot what's the other one called. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img384.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003321tj.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img384.imageshack.us/img384/1651/dsc003321tj.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img384.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003358sb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img384.imageshack.us/img384/9877/dsc003358sb.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cruise nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img365.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003367wh.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img365.imageshack.us/img365/5771/dsc003367wh.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cable cars! I wanted to go Sentosa because of those. :D I don't think I ever walked through Sentosa properly. I'm gonna do it on Sunday!! Even if I'm going to fall sick or what. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img374.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003399nh.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img374.imageshack.us/img374/5086/dsc003399nh.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stickers we got so that we can be indentified in the tour group. I don't really like it. Makes me seem so tourist-y. Later people think I'm easy target or what to rob from. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img45.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003402xp.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img45.imageshack.us/img45/8894/dsc003402xp.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Mega Mall, saw this old-school signboard. What's more old school, A&amp;W! It's practically extinct in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img289.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003410tm.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img289.imageshack.us/img289/9762/dsc003410tm.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img475.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003433hf.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img475.imageshack.us/img475/8971/dsc003433hf.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our welcome drink. Some unknown brand. It looks glowing to me. :x Neon. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img63.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003440wv.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img63.imageshack.us/img63/7531/dsc003440wv.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img70.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003451hn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/5388/dsc003451hn.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to some bridge and there were nice water. (that doesn't sound right.) The water is damn clear!! Can see those water plants in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img196.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003464uc.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img196.imageshack.us/img196/3751/dsc003464uc.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookie look. They were selling crabs and prawns. But not very nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img523.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003496el.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img523.imageshack.us/img523/9838/dsc003496el.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Mega Mall, there were these super-duper cute rides, where the kids sat on them and then they go one round around the mall. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch and dinner, all A&amp;amp;W. -_- Then played arcade and stuffies. Arcade damn cheap there. Played those ticket games. Funnnnn. (: Then went for pedicure. It is so cheap there. And the girl who did my pedicure is prettaye!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to ferry. Had fun manzx! We went to the open space of the ferry. Wind was reallyyyyy strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img368.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003507rb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img368.imageshack.us/img368/6842/dsc003507rb.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img368.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003540hh.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img368.imageshack.us/img368/425/dsc003540hh.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img368.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003511ue.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img368.imageshack.us/img368/513/dsc003511ue.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img368.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003538ht.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img368.imageshack.us/img368/3886/dsc003538ht.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img249.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003584pn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img249.imageshack.us/img249/1359/dsc003584pn.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img260.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003593ap.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/5254/dsc003593ap.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other cousin, Chi Kit. Anti-social prat. Haha. No la. Must be thinking of *somebody~ Ooh lala~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img337.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003627re.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/1620/dsc003627re.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img337.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003631pm.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/7356/dsc003631pm.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. Stupid eyes. Must close at that time. Wth. Look at Tung Chi Jun! So act cool manzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img337.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003645ak.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/6417/dsc003645ak.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeell. I was bored at that time. What to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img262.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003658bk.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img262.imageshack.us/img262/9006/dsc003658bk.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img337.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003660vl.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/6398/dsc003660vl.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img464.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003673pi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img464.imageshack.us/img464/9025/dsc003673pi.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img337.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003693lt.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/6513/dsc003693lt.th.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. End of pictures. Time for bitching~!! There were these four guys sitting in front of me. Middle-aged I suppose. Then Mr Bean started playing on the TV. Actually I don't understand why they even bother putting the TVs. They're so small, you can't really see anything. ANYWAY, those four pricks started watching like they never seen a mute siao kia on TV before, and they started laughing like it was very funny.  WHAT IS WRONG WITH AN ADULT'S SENSE OF HUMOUR? IT IS MR BEAN FOR GOODNESS SAKE. That's So Raven provides more sensible humour. -_- Gits. Then bloody hell talk so loud. Wankers. They all are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a stupid headache and I'm in need of sleep. So anybody can tell I'm not in the best of moods unless you are a prick/git/wanker like those four arses from the ferry. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115108191531290056?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115108191531290056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115108191531290056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115108191531290056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115108191531290056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-just-came-back-from-batam.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115096557746539225</id><published>2006-06-22T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T16:39:37.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OFF TO BATAM TOMORROW!! FOR ONE PATHETIC DAY. D: OH WELL. DON'T MISS ME! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115096557746539225?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115096557746539225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115096557746539225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115096557746539225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115096557746539225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/off-to-batam-tomorrow-for-one-pathetic.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115090109924479435</id><published>2006-06-21T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T22:44:59.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just came back from Compass Point. I get so easily exhausted nowadays manzx. Lol! All my stamina is GONE GONE GONE! D: Damn sad manzx. Walao Huhu see la you influence me. All the zx all come out liaozx. -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, anyway, back to topic. Met Amanda and Jessica first. The guys were late!! Lalalala. First time manzx. Haha. Usually I'm late. :D Andandand, they were so shocked Jessica was early. Lol. And. After not seeing Justin for 2 weeks plus, I didn't dare to talk to him. -___________- I think I am a very stupid girl. ): I didn't even dare to LOOK at him. Hahahaha. (x But when we went home, we talked more. But that's only cos nobody else was there 'cept for Amanda. Erm. Quite happy? I don't know. -____- We're kinda slow. As defined by Jessice and Suzhen. Slow as in, yeah. Slow. Oh well. Chris tells me to be patient. Don't bo tao bo buay chiong. HAHA. New phrase I learnt today okay. And, I saw Wilson's shoes. Those he bought from HK. MY GOD. It's sososo nice la. With green, and white and black. So nice. I bet you he buy just to suan me. Gabbers also la! Buy spectacles with GREEN frame. Well, part of it. All come suan me. ): Wth. It's okay manzx. I'm going Batam on Fridayyyyyy! Shop shop shop man. I tell you in all my fourteen years, I never went to Bintan or Batam. -_________-  So suakoo. Lolzx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think I'll buy loads of stuff. :D I have a grin! Like a cheshire cat! :D I want to play the catch wawa thing. There's a GREEN, donald duck in it. Damn cute. I want it!! That will be my life-long goal. LOL!! Maybe Batam have. My mum and I are totally the same. Everything is all 'AIYA! Don't buy now! Go BATAM buy.' Ahahahahaha. (: And today, I came home late, I was fully expecting a scolding. And nothing happened! Damn shiok. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chris is so cheem now. He keeps saying, must be patient la. This is to test your love. -_- I was so shocked. Haha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115090109924479435?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115090109924479435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115090109924479435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115090109924479435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115090109924479435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-came-back-from-compass-point.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115081123760745261</id><published>2006-06-20T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T21:47:17.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;There's always that one person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;that will always have your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;You never see it coming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;cause you're blinded from the start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Know that you're that one for me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;it's clear for everyone to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Ooh baby, you will always be my boo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;I don't know about y'all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;but I know about us and uhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;it's the only way we know how to rock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Do you remember girl, who was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;the one who gave you your first kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Cause I remember girl who was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;the onewho said put your lips like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Even before all the fame and people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;screaming your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Girl I was there and you were my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;It started when we were younger and you were mine (my boo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Now another brothers' taken over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;but its' still in your eyes (my boo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Even though we used to argue it's alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;(it's alright girl, that's okay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;And if we haven't seen each other in a while, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;but you will always be my boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;I was in love with you when we were younger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;You were mine my boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;And I see it from time to time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;I still feel like my boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;And I can see it no matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;How I try to hide my boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Even though there's another man who's in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;You will always be my boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Yes I remember boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Cause after we kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;I could only think about your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Yes I remember boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;The moment I knew you were the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;I could spend my life with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Even before all the fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;And people screaming your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;I was there and you were my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;I'm SO in love with this song! But mine has a stupid faggot whispering &lt;strong&gt;Tapemasters Inc&lt;/strong&gt; into the song. Walao freaked me out the first time I heard the song on my computer la. -_- He sounded damn horny leh. Heehee. (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img224.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003272rf.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img224.imageshack.us/img224/5646/dsc003272rf.th.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My art project. In the midst of completing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img155.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003288fq.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/8054/dsc003288fq.th.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done! Tralalalalas. (: It's meant to put earrings, necklaces, bracelets and all other accesories. It isn't a school project. More of a personal one. I'm proud of it!! :D Cos usually I won't complete any project I embark on. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115081123760745261?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115081123760745261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115081123760745261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115081123760745261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115081123760745261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/theres-always-that-one-person-that.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115079330114849064</id><published>2006-06-20T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T16:48:21.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img225.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003234bv.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/760/dsc003234bv.th.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so baby come to me show me who you are sweet to me like sugar to my heart and baby I'm craving for you I'm missing you like candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just came back from Compass Point. Went to meet Amanda to get the Bao Mi Hua newspaper. We had lunch at Yoshinoya. I haven't eaten that in a nong nong time. Then we wentto Cold Storage, for fun. To make fun of that uncle. HAHA. Bought this chocolate, and handmade candy. Lol. Wonder how they make it? Amanda and I think it's a fraud. The chocolate is damn cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img140.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003243ju.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img140.imageshack.us/img140/8901/dsc003243ju.th.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;YEAH! It comes with STICKERS!! Nice nice nice. I love Japanese snacks! They always come with something. I like their packaging. OH! The chocolate itself is cute. It's an egg, it's hollow, but there's like, strawberry chocolate in it. A small piece in a shape of.. a sheep? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img151.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003250ur.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/9610/dsc003250ur.th.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yes the picture is blur. -.- But you still can see, so it's not bad. Hahaha. Bought a comic, and borrowed some books in the library. We were flipping through magazines, when we saw this guy with the name Beauseau. BEAUFORD WE HAVE FOUND YOUR LONG LOST BROTHER!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img151.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003219wm.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/7268/dsc003219wm.th.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is Beauseau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img80.imageshack.us/my.php?image=beauford7dg.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img80.imageshack.us/img80/4206/beauford7dg.th.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is Beauford.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My god they actually do look abit similar. Anyway, to Mr Beauseau, thank you for appearing in my blog and I hope if you do see this post, please don't get offended. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I actually watched Da Chang Jin from 10pm to 5am. -_- Oh well. Quite addictive. Haha. Because I was doing an art project for myself, so I started watching. My art project!! It's not finished yet. Ladeedums. I think I should reply my tags now. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amandaLIM&lt;/strong&gt;: Haha ya. Had fun today!! Lol. I don't like those stupid Cold Storage aunties. Lol. And we learn pandas!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;St3v3n&lt;/strong&gt;: I didn't mean to dream of him, puh-leeeease. -_- And my pens are all out of ink because I am such a harworking girl! :D I can hear you puking now. And you only read the post which was dull! You didn't read the others! I'm so chatty, how can you say I'm dull?! HUH? The outrage!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOoN~:&lt;/strong&gt; You like Clare right. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jessica&lt;/strong&gt;: Then come with me la! Lol. 1 day only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suzhen&lt;/strong&gt;: Lol. Those anon are so ass. -_- And Tammy is like acting as da hao ren now. Wtf. And you're welcome. I love you loads too!! Haha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Huhu should be back today. She better be back today. I can't really play Neopets that long. Well maybe I can. Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115079330114849064?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115079330114849064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115079330114849064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115079330114849064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115079330114849064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-baby-come-to-me-show-me-who-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115071555528344344</id><published>2006-06-19T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T19:12:35.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img210.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc003201vc.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img210.imageshack.us/img210/6494/dsc003201vc.th.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I drew on my table and I'm cleaning it up. But I can't seem to get the stains off. Just like how you're trying to forget everything, yet you can't seem to forget some stuff.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't know why am I so affected. By so many things, so many people. Why is it I can't just be contented fending for myself? Why must I always be concerned for people? The worse thing is, they don't care. They don't listen, yet they complain nobody cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I cried when you said all those stuff. I cried when you said you wanted to commit to that. Don't you know how worried I am for you? Why can't you just stop being stubborn for once and listen to me? Listen to what I have to say, what I want you to hear. You said you're going to study hard. You said you're going to change. I really pinned high hopes on you then. Yet you turned around again. And started being negative. I've already begged you to stop. And you didn't want to listen. It's as though you blocked out all the people who care for you, and invited all those who harm you, into your world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, I'm going to keep praying for you. And hope that one day you'll wake up from all this crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115071555528344344?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115071555528344344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115071555528344344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115071555528344344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115071555528344344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-drew-on-my-table-and-im-cleaning-it.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115069460472509246</id><published>2006-06-19T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:24:27.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img143.imageshack.us/my.php?image=ploarchuck8vt.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img143.imageshack.us/img143/1876/ploarchuck8vt.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;when I feel randomnly randomn. I HEART POLARCHUCKS. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I was supposed to meet Amanda in three minutes time. But I got stomachache now. So we moved the meeting forward to tomorrow. I feel so bad. (not bacause of the stomachache.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And now I have to spend another day at home being a pig. D: Everyday is like this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;play computer, wake up, brush teeth, play computer, [eatshitpee] and the vicious cycle goes on. How pathetic. I don't have a life. -.- Well, it's okay! I'm going Batam this Fridayyyy! Yayness. Going to shop like mad! [: I think I'll bring the new camera my dad got from the bank loan. He claims the camera costs $606000. A-har-har-har. \: The camera is an Olympus don't-know-what. I just like how it looks compared to my dad's Fuji camera. So dua kee I tell you!! And it's only 2 megapix, the Olympus is a friggin 7.1 megapixel camera!! Well actually I don't really care about the megapixels, I just like it cos it's new. [: Well I would actually like to have a Sony Cybershot! There's like pink. And some blueygreeny colour. But I think there are camera's in Taiwan where they have a software which can let you write on your pictures!! Like a miniature neoprint machine!! I so want that. Then I can save money and I still can take some sort of neoprint! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I had a weird dream last night. I dreamt of the camp instructor Frad. -.- And I also dreamt of Su Zhen with me and my family at some hawker centre. HUH?! Mannnnnn. I have a weird and twisted mind. Lol! Last time, I also dreamt that Gabbers grew tall. Like, compared to his current height, reeeeeal tall. [: I have lotsa weird dreams but most of the time I can only remember bits and pieces of them. Sometimes I have really really nice dreams. But most of the time I can only remember it was pleasant. \:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I need black pens. All my pens are out of ink. Lol. Shopping at Popular! But when I was in Primary school, I loved to go to Popular. -.- I don't know why. Maybe cos when I was in Primary school, I kept buying pens. For no reason, duh. And my mum always scolded me for buying pens. Hahaha. I am such a weirdo. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I think that if I don't stop now, this post will go on forever and ever amen. So, tata! And stay happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115069460472509246?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115069460472509246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115069460472509246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115069460472509246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115069460472509246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-i-feel-randomnly-randomn.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115065384792974293</id><published>2006-06-19T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T02:04:07.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just chatted with Jon on the phone just now. Lol. And I massed sms-ed some people. The sms went like this: 'HELLO YOU! Are you awake? I'm bored now. And this message came out of nowhere.' Hahahaha. And only Amanda, Jessica and my cousin replied. And Jon called. Lol! Both of us have irregular sleeping hours. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Watched Chronicles of Narnia just now. It's quite an oh-kay show I guess. I think that Mr Tummus is a phaedophile. He looks at Lucy with a very lustful look. -.- Seriously!! Especially at the end. So disgusting. And Lucy! Mygod, I can't stand her. When she laughs, she's smiling, when she's worried, she's smiling, when she's crying, she's smiling too! What a weird chick. And Edmond is such an ass in the first part of the movie. And there were soooo many animals in the show, but I didn't see any panda. How pathetic. I liked the polar bears though. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Talking to Jude and Yong Jie on MSN now. Never imagined I would talk to them? First things first, Jude said I was a slut. Yong Jie ignored me the first time I talked to him, and he was the one who added me! Anyway, Jude has become such a male chauvinist pig! He calls prettaye ladies his TOYS. And he wants to just 'fuck them, ruin their lives and forget about them.' His words, not mine. What an ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Going out with Amanda later! How fun. I haven't stepped into Compass Point in a million years. I'll probably be a suakoo git. -.- Then I'll probably be heading to Batam on Friday with my relatives. Anyone wants to tag along? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I think I shall reply tags. My virgin post on tag replies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jessica&lt;/strong&gt;: I think the background is green.. Lol. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xiihsiieN&lt;/strong&gt;: Thank you. I know my choices are fantabulous. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suZHEN&lt;/strong&gt;: Must you seek approval from Ranson?! Mygod..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jessica&lt;/strong&gt;: Ya let's go together. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bye y'all. Take care and have safe fun kiddies! Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115065384792974293?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115065384792974293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115065384792974293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115065384792974293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115065384792974293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-chatted-with-jon-on-phone-just.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115063229168577278</id><published>2006-06-18T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:04:51.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Konnichiwa! Rofl. I was so bored today, I started playing Neopets. \: It's actually kinda fun, compared to BattleOn! I almost signed up for that. [: I can't find anything to watch on YouTube, and all of my favourite blogs aren't updating. I guess they do have a life, compared to me. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Had mashed po-tay-to for dinner. Yumyumyum! I love mashed po-tay-to. But I like takoyaki and sashimi more. I keep fantasising about food this holiday. \: I'm such a sad, pathetic person. Well, not really. And I realise, if I don't have bubble tea, I won't be a very chatty girl. It's such a nice drink. My usual would be a peach red tea with double pearl. [: I'm such a routine person. I order everthing which I order usually, and I'm also very plain. I eat my french fries plain. But I do eat some foods with sauces. Like hotcakes!! With maple syrup. I just had it this morning. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I want to watch some mu-veeees! She's The Man and X-Men III. I think I'll buy the DVDs to watch at home. [: There's also this new movie, Devil Wears Prada. Anne Hathaway!! I think she's prettaye. I watched the preview of A Walk To Remember. Mandy Moore looks weird in the show. \: Oh well. I like her songs! Especially Someday We'll Know. I don't think I'll get tired of the song, yet I used to think I wouldn't get tired of the song Beep, but after listening to it for over 40+ times, I'm kinda tired of it. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And, I want to downgrade my phone. Who knows why. I don't know why too. Like I said, I am siao. Maybe it's because so many people have W800i that I want to downgrade my phone to some other older model. \: But I need the MP3 player that's why I haven't downgraded my phone. Yet, maybe it's because I'm just bored with the phone. They only have two games in it. Quadrapop and Puzzle Slider. I can play Quadrapop till level 5! Only if I concentrate hard though. -.- And Puzzle Slider isn't really my kind of game. I only play it when I'm super duper bored or when I'm sick of Quadrapop. I miss my Nokia 3200, because it has some other interesting games in it. There's this game, something like Tamagotchi, where you take care of a pet. (I don't know why I like to rear digital pets so much when I can't even rear my own rea life pet. I'm weird.) And there's also another game, where you have to roleplay as a model and become a supermodel. I miss old phones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I have taken a liking to english songs now. But that's just because I've listened to my chinese songs one too many times. I need new songs!! My Windows Media Player is in such a need to be updated. \:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;There's a pasar malam near my house! Yayness. But it's gonna be so noisy. Bah. D: Anyone willing to accompany me to walk around the pasar malam? Lol. I hate some motocyclists. They always put techno on loudspeaker. What's so nice about techno?! I think it's so noisy. It causes noise pollution. Stupid pricks. God, I'm so bitchy now. Ladeedums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I think this post is so random. [: But I sort of like it? I didn't know you could have favourite posts. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28604552-115063229168577278?l=christianamichele-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/feeds/115063229168577278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28604552&amp;postID=115063229168577278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115063229168577278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28604552/posts/default/115063229168577278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianamichele-.blogspot.com/2006/06/konnichiwa-rofl.html' title=''/><author><name>chriss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06145233430057927197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28604552.post-115061214869812510</id><published>2006-06-18T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T14:50:48.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey all. I deleted all my older posts. I think I am &lt;em&gt;siao&lt;/em&gt;. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Huhu is going to Bintan in 50 minutes time. And I want her to bring back preserved crabs for me but she says that it's too expensive and the stall doesn't accept credit cards. And she's going to Bintan for &lt;strong&gt;THREE&lt;/strong&gt; days!! I've got no one to play Hexic with me. D: Huhu doesn't know why she's going to Bintan. She just says her parents want to go for spa there. And she's going there to get &lt;em&gt;sunburnt&lt;/em&gt;. Such a waste of time when she could be playing Hexic with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! P:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I hate Da Chang Jin. I don't care if she's a &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; physician or a &lt;em&gt;fantabulous&lt;/em&gt; cook. She made me read a &lt;strong&gt;WHOLE&lt;/strong&gt; friggin book about &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! Like I care what she did in her life! All she does is to kaypoh around things she &lt;em&gt;shouldn't&lt;/em&gt; be kaypoh-ing around and then she gets herself into &lt;strong&gt;deep shit&lt;/strong&gt;. -.- More siao than me okay? And I watched the first few episodes of it, and there's &lt;em&gt;porn&lt;/em&gt;! But it's like, the girl servants were hiding the porn there and then when there's an inspection, they found it in the cupboards? And their porn is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DRAWINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! Rofl. What's so horny about naked women &lt;em&gt;drawings&lt;/em&gt; huh? Heehee. Guys last time are so &lt;strong&gt;pathetic&lt;/strong&gt;. Imgaine just getting an erection &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; for a drawing! I guess they have &lt;em&gt;very sad&lt;/em&gt; sex lives. Lol! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wilson went to Hong Kong on Saturday! So shiok leh. I also want to go. I want to go overseas!! 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