<?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-8136835446196761826</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:47:13.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuckup</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-286901484829188308</id><published>2009-04-25T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:59:08.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;            i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mugging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; ended&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-286901484829188308?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/286901484829188308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=286901484829188308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/286901484829188308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/286901484829188308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-mugging.html' title='&lt;&gt;'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-8658062169292421158</id><published>2009-04-25T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:53:09.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COOKY.</title><content type='html'>eh.&lt;br /&gt;i miss hpps&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;ilovesc&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;imisshpps AND ilovesc&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;i got back my ca1 results!&lt;br /&gt;in the report book.&lt;br /&gt;it's quite pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;3A1s, 2B3s and 1B4.&lt;br /&gt;stupid chinese.&lt;br /&gt;and it used to be my best subject.&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine maybe cuz i didn't do my best.&lt;br /&gt;hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;33netball&lt;br /&gt;imissbadminton&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;333 netball AND i miss badminton. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;hehheh i'm going around in circles.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYYY/.&lt;br /&gt;IM GOING TO KL WITH THE NETBALLERS SOON.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;its like really weird.&lt;br /&gt;in half a year, im going to two countries WITHOUT my family.&lt;br /&gt;while other schools don't go anywhere at all.&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;SC ROCKS (:&lt;br /&gt;okayy so my point was.&lt;br /&gt;it'd be like 5 days+-.&lt;br /&gt;and in june.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll be gone.&lt;br /&gt;hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;okay byebye now.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha that was quite lame.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYY.&lt;br /&gt;bye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-8658062169292421158?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8658062169292421158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=8658062169292421158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/8658062169292421158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/8658062169292421158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2009/04/cooky.html' title='COOKY.'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-9163210141434471119</id><published>2009-03-01T23:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:35:04.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloooooooooo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstlyy. i got into scgs :D&lt;br /&gt;and umm..yarr.&lt;br /&gt;elaine and lijia got into nanyang, crystal, evelyn, sarah and clarabelle got into crescent, tamara got into queenstown and jillian got into stmagerets :)&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HPPS! SIGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. :((&lt;br /&gt;but scgs is quite fun tooo! haha but my class isn't that enthu. only some of us :)&lt;br /&gt;i've got bio test tmr. and i haven't studied. sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;life is miserable.&lt;br /&gt;yarr.&lt;br /&gt;miserable.&lt;br /&gt;totally miserable.&lt;br /&gt;yarr.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;secondlyy. i'm not at all coping well with my studies :(&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying in sec school though they're much more activities and fun stuff. but i hate studying.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like my mind has switched off since psle and i have no idea how to make it work like it did before again.&lt;br /&gt;anddd. THE SC PEOPLE ARE SO GUAI! thats a compliment btw.&lt;br /&gt;in hpps we used to eat in class. use our phones. break many many many rules and don't give a damn if we get scolded.&lt;br /&gt;now the worst i do is..umm. say "shit". HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;ohdearr- i'm gonna become very guai sooon.&lt;br /&gt;yay? i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but it won't be that fun not to play traunt since i've been doing it for 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps thats the difference between mixed schools and single sex schools.&lt;br /&gt;muaha.&lt;br /&gt;YAYY.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SC! but not some parts of it.&lt;br /&gt;like the fact that there aren't houses.&lt;br /&gt;scgs seems to be the only school without houses.&lt;br /&gt;and hpps didn't have any either.&lt;br /&gt;ohdearr. i seem to be missing out alot of fun that other schools have.&lt;br /&gt;iwanthouses :(&lt;br /&gt;i want lockers too.&lt;br /&gt;in the past i used to dump everything in lockers and leave it there.&lt;br /&gt;but now i have to stuff everything under my table and dig it out like some goldmine when i needa get it out again.&lt;br /&gt;boohoooo :(&lt;br /&gt;thirdlyyyy. i just came back from malacca! hahahaha. its WAS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUN.&lt;br /&gt;like really. loll. we were crazy over prawns for some reason. and we ate four plates of prawns for dinner on the 2nd day.&lt;br /&gt;heeehee.&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;joke.&lt;br /&gt;TAIGUOFENLE!&lt;br /&gt;illovemalaccatrip.&lt;br /&gt;but it was only 3 days :(&lt;br /&gt;it was reallyreallyreallyreallyreally fun.&lt;br /&gt;trust me. :)&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm writing alot accounting to the fact that i haven't blogged since i got my psle results.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get to meet my hpps friends soon. im getting hpps-sick.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;LETS MEETUP DURING THE MARCH HOLS! YAYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;okay i should seriously go study for my bio so that i won't fail so badly tmrw. but i'll still fail.&lt;br /&gt;AND I CANT DOWNLOAD ANYTHING FROM SMS'S BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;WTH.&lt;br /&gt;i'm seriously gonna failll.&lt;br /&gt;so meann right.&lt;br /&gt;so so mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't be his friend then he know ah.&lt;br /&gt;HMPH!&lt;br /&gt;ohdearr i just realised i haven't found anyone to take my place in the tryathlon yet.&lt;br /&gt;and i need it by friday.&lt;br /&gt;oh dearrrr.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna die&lt;br /&gt;if i cannot find anyone by then i'll have to pay $60. :(&lt;br /&gt;waste of money.&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't have signed up in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;haizzz.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;life is miserable.&lt;br /&gt;did i say that?&lt;br /&gt;oh yar i did.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i should seriously stop and study now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sad.&lt;br /&gt;byebye now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-9163210141434471119?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/9163210141434471119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=9163210141434471119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/9163210141434471119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/9163210141434471119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2009/03/helloooooooooo-firstlyy.html' title=''/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-8642540742853106454</id><published>2008-11-20T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T02:38:25.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I GOT MY PSLE RESULTS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its super super freaking lousyyyyyyyyyyy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;258+2 for hcl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which school should i go to now lehhhh...njc? hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and btw i got back my class photos. i'll post it up here someday. and i'm going for my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and i still got freaking low. xD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-8642540742853106454?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8642540742853106454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=8642540742853106454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/8642540742853106454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/8642540742853106454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-1006651024035184379</id><published>2008-11-19T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:39:49.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SSPbahCsfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/R5SYAyXDXb4/s1600-h/DSC03094.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;RAWR. primary school's over. whoops// feel like it was just yesterday i stepped into hpps as a teeny weeny primary 1 student carrying a huge huge haversack...hahah. i'll miss this school! i never knew how much i loved it till the end of last year. now let's get emo all over again. uhh BOO HOO HOO. I'M SO SAD. no really, i'm not joking. fine, i was joking about that dramatic crying. but yeahh who won't miss it? and i heard the secondary school syllybus(however you spell that) is totally different from the primary school one. oh dammit. i already suck at the primary school syllybus(again, my spelling sucks, thank you very much). don't even think about the secondary. rAWr. btw, the p1s this year are definitely teenier than what we were when we were their age. how come? not enuf nutrition...*shake head shake head* jkjk haha. I LUV THIS SCHOOL!!! yeahh, here i go all over again. :D hmm. lets post the chalet photos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SSPeZjuv5cI/AAAAAAAAADc/s4V_XW67BMY/s1600-h/n1301857393_171033_1333.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270300519623026114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SSPeZjuv5cI/AAAAAAAAADc/s4V_XW67BMY/s320/n1301857393_171033_1333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SSPeZT9LtRI/AAAAAAAAADU/Nl9nAPPzrGs/s1600-h/n1301857393_171034_1623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270300515388601618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SSPeZT9LtRI/AAAAAAAAADU/Nl9nAPPzrGs/s320/n1301857393_171034_1623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SSPeZR_GQrI/AAAAAAAAADM/eW4sBBxJ6BM/s1600-h/n1405440714_103306_7092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270300514859762354" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SHnrrOX7FaI/AAAAAAAAABk/ViuW3JTWXQs/s320/m%26m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;l &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-2352373990977652182?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2352373990977652182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=2352373990977652182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/2352373990977652182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/2352373990977652182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/07/m-m-t-h-e-c-o-l-o-u-r-f-u-l-c-h-o-c-o-l.html' title=''/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SHnrrOX7FaI/AAAAAAAAABk/ViuW3JTWXQs/s72-c/m%26m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-5833336637501557145</id><published>2008-07-11T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T05:31:16.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;juliet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;rocks&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-5833336637501557145?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5833336637501557145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=5833336637501557145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/5833336637501557145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/5833336637501557145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-juliet.html' title=''/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-1584456797519005682</id><published>2008-07-11T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T05:26:21.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>once again, i rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met mrs seow in the car and with her husband&lt;br /&gt;mr seow.&lt;br /&gt;OH. AND I BOUGHT A COOKIE MONSTER TEE SHIRT! WEEEEEEEE SOOOOO CUTE K!!&lt;br /&gt;oh and daddy, carl's JR rocks. so get over yourself.&lt;br /&gt;and im bored.&lt;br /&gt;lets tok crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, NPR's In Character takes a look at a deeply sensuous character who speaks to our most basic appetites and desires.&lt;br /&gt;That's right: Cookie Monster.&lt;br /&gt;He's always been blue, always been furry, always been voracious. But he — or at least his predecessor — didn't always eat cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Years before Sesame Street, Muppet creator Jim Henson made a very similar monster who ate snack foods and computers in television commercials. The basic look and spirit were there, but the character we know today was still a ways off.&lt;br /&gt;Enter puppeteer Frank Oz. For nearly 30 years, Henson and Oz were an extraordinary team. Cheryl Henson, Jim's daughter and the president of the Jim Henson Foundation, says the two men shared a subversive sense of humor. Their Muppets were regulars on The Ed Sullivan Show and The Tonight Show.&lt;br /&gt;It was later, on a Muppet game show, that the cookie-fixated creature we know emerged, Oz says. The winning contestant was offered the chance to choose a prize: a vacation, a new house, $10,000 cash, or a cookie. He chose the cookie — and the Cookie Monster was born.&lt;br /&gt;"As opposed to many of us who need many things to try and make us happy, he only needs one thing, and that's a cookie," Oz says. "That is his one obsession, and he's insatiable."&lt;br /&gt;Though Cookie Monster was the improvisational brainchild of several writers, producers and puppeteers, Oz is most often credited for his existence. The puppeteer, who also created Miss Piggy and Bert, was known for taking character development seriously — often refusing to break out of Cookie Monster's voice during writing sessions.&lt;br /&gt;"Frank puts everything that you can into that part," says Sesame Street veteran Chris Cerf. "People have said this when they've analyzed it: It's really like Frank's id, with no control over it whatsoever."&lt;br /&gt;But id, in the Cookie Monster sense at least, isn't a dark term.&lt;br /&gt;"All of his monomania ... would not stop him from caring about someone else," says longtime Sesame Street writer Norman Stiles. "He's not gonna knock anybody over to get the cookie. He's gonna try to get around them to get the cookie. He's gonna beg for the cookie."&lt;br /&gt;As part of their Healthy Habits for Life campaign, Sesame Street producers tried to rein in Cookie Monster's obsession a few years ago. Hootsy the Owl serenaded him with a little ditty called "A Cookie Is a Sometimes Food." There were &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/radiotv/tv/veggie.asp" target="_blank"&gt;rumors that he'd be replaced&lt;/a&gt; by a Veggie Monster.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't true, but angry fans inundated the Sesame Workshop with letters, and more than 3,000 people signed an online petition.&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong with you people?" one of them wrote, "To quote the monster himself: 'C is for Cookie, and that's good enough for me!'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;was reading jamie kelly dear dumb diary todae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROCKS K!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xinyuan hate &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bowen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xinyuan teach &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hippo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bowen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hippo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-1584456797519005682?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/1584456797519005682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=1584456797519005682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/1584456797519005682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/1584456797519005682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/07/once-again-i-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-6705947386923871381</id><published>2008-07-10T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T07:11:28.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mind is full of crap today so im gonna tok crap we changed our seats and im with HUIQI XD AND YIMING!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE IM FINALLY FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the BO (body odour) woman's BESIDE ME. GAWD. im gonna hafta withstand alllll the BO from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOWEN. he gets on my damn freaking nerves. HE KEEPS COMING AND THAT'LL BE ALRIGHT IF HE DIDN'T START DISTURBING ME AND SPITTING HIS DAMN FREAKING SALIVA ON ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great. im pissing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english test today...how do we put it? it wasn't as easy as the easiest test but it wasn't as hard as the hardest test. lol. in short, it was ok. anyway, i still think i FAILED. DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow. its 10.10. i tink i shud sleep. shud i? oh maybe not.  lets just wait till its 11.11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting.&lt;br /&gt;waiting.&lt;br /&gt;waiting.&lt;br /&gt;waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GAWD THIS SUCKS IM GOING TO SLEEP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-6705947386923871381?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6705947386923871381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=6705947386923871381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/6705947386923871381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/6705947386923871381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-mind-is-full-of-crap-today-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-4042974177071063895</id><published>2008-07-02T03:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T03:52:21.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hardly blogg anymore. might stop for a while, i guess...psle coming in like, about, 2-3 months. OH DARN IT. and i just started on my prelim papers. wee~ so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing hw today while playing with my 'cursed'(so called by my didis bob and sue) neckalace. oh fine. neckelace. wait. neckalace. wait. OH FORGET IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs yit was, well, acting ok. so umm. YAY. mrs tan was nice tho, drawing the stupid happy face in our big fat zero in the points. hmph. then she erased it and put a -5. and i actually liked that zero. diaoz... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh yar. my family. jimmys my dad. wee~ i like his hair. he uses CLEAR or sumting. ANTI DANDRUFF SHAMPOO. he should advice more boys to use that too. it makes their hair smooth. XD well...bob and sue are my lil' bros jon hann and zhan tze. lijia's my lil' sis. and yongji's the family cow, DAISY. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was tying jon hann's and zhantze's hair today with the 'cursed'(gawd, this is stupid) neckelace(however the heck u spell that). jon hann was. umm. well. im not sure. i tink he was ok with it. or sumting. but he didn't tok to me for a while. so i stopped. anyway, zhantze KEPT MOVING. THEN WHEN IM ABOUT TO FINISH HE PULLS HIS HAIR FORWARD AND I HAFTA START ALL OVER AGAIN. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gawd. i started laffing again. i put the 'cursed' ncklce(using shortform so i won't be pissed when i see how terrible my spelling is) around both of my bro's neck. then i put it on zhantze and he freaks out and start shouting "GET IT OFF ME AHHHHH" and mrs tan stared at me like i was siao, as usual. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lar. i like being siao. i like freaking out too. lets freak out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH    GET IT OFF ME AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH   I CANT GET IT OFF                              STUPID DAISY              AHHHHH                           I'LL BARBECUE U TODAY                     WITH TOMATO SAUCE AND MARSHMALLOWS                                      AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ZHANTZE CANT WRITE HIS NAME PROPERLY AND I HAFTA TEACH HIM AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-4042974177071063895?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4042974177071063895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=4042974177071063895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/4042974177071063895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/4042974177071063895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/07/weeeeeeeeee.html' title='weeeeeeeeee'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-2177791495063877944</id><published>2008-06-28T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T04:52:47.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o0h damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been posting for sooooooooooooooo damn freaking long. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for learning lab eng today. sucked like hell lar! super boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im at home, quite alone, waiting for my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY MY PARENTS ARE BACK WITH MY DINNER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-2177791495063877944?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2177791495063877944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=2177791495063877944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/2177791495063877944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/2177791495063877944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/06/o0h-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-6914326278100691310</id><published>2008-06-23T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T05:11:40.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JIMMY'S MY DAD!</title><content type='html'>haha dun mind the title. i like creating titles that has totally no relation to all the crap im toking abt. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIMMY'S MY DAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of sku. stuck with yongji and jon hann and chenxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-6914326278100691310?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6914326278100691310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=6914326278100691310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/6914326278100691310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/6914326278100691310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/06/jimmys-my-dad.html' title='JIMMY&apos;S MY DAD!'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-3089614493200299533</id><published>2008-06-21T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T05:38:02.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lar. went for rgs gat test today and saw PEIKAI PEIKAI! lol. he looked, well, short.  as usual. haha. quite easy lar but i tikam tikam the last question coz got no more time. anyway, im bored so lets freak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SCHOOL'S STARTING ON MON AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THAT'S ONLY 2 DAYS FROM NOW AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SHIT SHIT SHIT I HAVE 2  HW LEFT AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH IM SOOOO DEAD AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I STILL GOT RPE AND SCIENCE PSLE BKLT LEFT AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I JUZ FOUND OUT I STILL GOT ONE MORE THE MATHS REVISION PAPER AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH DAD LEMME COPY UR ANSWERS MATH GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-3089614493200299533?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/3089614493200299533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=3089614493200299533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/3089614493200299533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/3089614493200299533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/06/lar.html' title=''/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-7453435294655841265</id><published>2008-06-19T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:31:32.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ditto.</title><content type='html'>HELP. I STILL HAVE LIKE, 5 PIECES OF HW NOT DONE AND ITS ONLY 3 DAYS TO SCHOOL AND MY MUM THINKS I'VE FINISHED ALL AND SO I CANNOT DO MY HW IN FRONT OF HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, life's still the normal boring way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning. just woke up and i haven' combed my hair and i haven't eaten my breakfast and i look like a monster that has had a bad hair day. and im blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not hungry...too tired to get up to get the comb. i like the com tho. its one of the best inventions in the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've still got my science PSLE bklt, lu lao shi's blog thingy, maths rev paper, lian xi 5 compre 0E. umm. there's suppose to be another one. but i sorta forgot. and i'm too tired to go take my hw book too. i've never been up so early since the start of the holidays...normally i'm up at about 12.30. so i skip breakfast. maybe that explains why im not hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was maths enrichment...BORING LIKE HELL K! AND USELESS. THE TEACHER TAUGHT US THE 'EASIER AND FASSTER' WAY OF MULTIPLYING. the normal way was 3 steps. and easier. the way she taught us? 3steps, and harder. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking all day long with vanessa and shermaine since we finished way before the oher pple in the class. so we qiao jiao and stick out our tongues at them X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i rushed to the nearby cc to play badminton with my dad. i was late by, like, 15 min. but who gives a damn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for badminton with my dad later again at about 4.15. haven't been playing for soooooo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needa start on my hw DESPERATELY. or i'll get lashed by  all the teachers on monday. ciaoz peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-7453435294655841265?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7453435294655841265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=7453435294655841265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/7453435294655841265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/7453435294655841265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/06/ditto.html' title='ditto.'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-9109969348695470603</id><published>2008-06-19T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T04:37:52.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2006/5/5bryan.html</title><content type='html'>Me know. Me have problem.&lt;br /&gt;Me love cookies. Me tend to get out of control when me see cookies. Me know it not natural to react so strongly to cookies, but me have weakness. Me know me do wrong. Me know it isn't normal. Me see disapproving looks. Me see stares. Me hurt inside.&lt;br /&gt;When me get back to apartment, after cookie binge, me can't stand looking in mirror—fur matted with chocolate-chip smears and infested with crumbs. Me try but me never able to wash all of them out. Me don't think me is monster. Me just furry blue person who love cookies too much. Me no ask for it. Me just born that way.&lt;br /&gt;Me was thinking and me just don't get it. Why is me a monster? No one else called monster on Sesame Street. Well, no one who isn't really monster. Two-Headed Monster have two heads, so he real monster. Herry Monster strong and look angry, so he probably real monster, too. But is me really monster?&lt;br /&gt;Me thinks me have serious problem. Me thinks me addicted. But since when it acceptable to call addict monster? It affliction. It disease. It burden. But does it make me monster?&lt;br /&gt;How can they be so callous? Me know there something wrong with me, but who in Sesame Street doesn't suffer from mental disease or psychological disorder? They don't call the vampire with math fetish monster, and me pretty sure he undead and drinks blood. No one calls Grover monster, despite frequent delusional episodes and obsessive-compulsive tendencies. And the obnoxious red Grover—oh, what his name?—Elmo! Yes, Elmo live all day in imaginary world and no one call him monster. No, they think he cute. And Big Bird! Don't get me started on Big Bird! He unnaturally gigantic talking canary! How is that not monster? Snuffleupagus not supposed to exist—woolly mammoths extinct. His very existence monstrous. Me least like monster. Me maybe have unhealthy obsession, but me no monster.&lt;br /&gt;No. Me wrong. Me too hard on self. Me no have unhealthy obsession. Me love cookies, but it no hurt anyone. Me just enthusiast. Everyone has something they like most, something they get excited about. Why not me? Me perfectly normal. Me like cookies. So what? Cookies delicious. Cookies do not make one monster. Everyone loves cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Me no monster. Me OK guy. Me OK guy who eat cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Who me kidding? Me know me never actually eat cookies. Me only crumble cookies in mouth, but me no swallow. Me can't swallow. Me no have no esophagus. Me no have no trachea. Me only have black fabric throat. Me not supposed to be able to even talk.&lt;br /&gt;Me no eat cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Me destroy cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Me crush cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Me mutilate cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Me make it so no one get cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone right. Me really is cookie monster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-9109969348695470603?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/9109969348695470603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=9109969348695470603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/9109969348695470603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/9109969348695470603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/06/httpwwwmcsweeneysnet200655bryanhtml.html' title='http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2006/5/5bryan.html'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-857828052733476973</id><published>2008-06-17T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:19:31.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harharhar.</title><content type='html'>boring boring boring. school holidays can be soooooooo fun or sooo boring. been reading percy jackson for the WHOLE day other than doing my unfinished hw...i only have...4 days left till sku starts. one part of me can't wait to go to sku and play with my friends again. but another part dreads it coz i still have a HUGE pile of hw left on my table unfinished and much less to say, untouched. i guess the bigger part of me dreads the holidays to end coz after this, it'll be all stressy and studyee and listening-in-classy type of sku. many people can't wait for psle to end. i wish it wouldn't. think, people. if psle ends and we only have 2 months left till we leave hpps. which would be the saddest day in my WHOOOOOOOOLE life so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh gawd. *slaps myself* im being so emo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passes really fast when u enjoy it. its feels like, yesterday i was a primary 1 and playing with barbie dolls and not having to worry about sa1 coz there wasn't any. but now its like, teacher go to ur ear and shout, PSLE K! ARE U NERVOUS! STUDY HARD K! BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH. gawd. oh yar. i said before that the person who invented sku was a big fat idiot, didn't i. now i take it back. i'll change it to: the person who invented psle and exams and secondary schools is a big fat moron. if there wasn't secondary sku, we could stay a couple more years in primary school and live a carefree life without having to worry about exams and of course, PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh. getting reali emo and drama. loll. so lets just enjoy when we enjoy and enjoy the teasing of the boys and the scolding and lecturing of the teachers and the giggling of the girls when we can...coz once we get into secondary school we'd be MATURED PEOPLE, YOUND ADULTS, ADULTS OF A BETTER AGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yar yar...all that crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-857828052733476973?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/857828052733476973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=857828052733476973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/857828052733476973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/857828052733476973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/06/harharhar.html' title='harharhar.'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-7852081527620577407</id><published>2008-06-17T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T05:14:19.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh</title><content type='html'>was so fun yesterday n today!!! i went for the math enrichment thing from 9-4.30 and i was in group b-4. yesterday me, vanessa, shermaine, yiming and sarah kow were sitting in the same group and we were talking the WHOLE day...about movies, advertisements and MAKING UP NICKNAMES FOR EACH OTHER X) we were like, siao, laffing and laffing all the time. especially the 5 s'es-sarah was SULLEY, yiming was stephanie, shermaine was sally, vanessa was shermaine and i was sarah. LOL SUPER FUNNY K AND WE WERE TOKING ABOUT NARNIA AND YIMING WANTED TO SAY LUCY AND SHE SAID LUCEN LOLLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucy+susan=LUCEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY I NOE MY MATH! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh today we got this gay teacher and he kept going like, FABULOUS~~~(with the hand action) WE WERE LIKE, GOSSIPING ABOUT HIM AND THEN HE CAME OVER AND SAID, if u want to b-i-t-c-h about me, please do it louder! and then we were acting dumb. "b-i-t-c-h? OH I NOE! BUBBLES! loll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing was quite nice lar, with all the experiments and stuff. i like the traffic light one...i drew the vehicles and i accidentally drew 4 vehicles the wrong direction and so we made car accidents...then me and sarah began drawing happy faces on the drivers in the car accident. lol super funny k! anyway, ours was the best, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was fun. very fun. but the afternoon was quite boring coz the teachers were sucky. harharhar. so sad the whole ting over but i FINALLY can sleep late again. YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-7852081527620577407?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7852081527620577407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=7852081527620577407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/7852081527620577407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/7852081527620577407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/06/bleh.html' title='bleh'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-9180066524811132043</id><published>2008-06-15T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T08:09:28.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay.</title><content type='html'>fathers day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aviva singapore open badminton championship finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave my dad a prezzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and went with him to the indoor stadium for the badminton championships finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER exciting k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this england women and her partner in the mixed doubles competition rite...they were competing with the indonesia doubles and she complained that the shuttlecock touched the indonesian player when he was hitting the shuttlecock. but then the umpire said it did not and she got pissed...so she stepped on the shuttlecock and threw it away. like, wad the heck? everyone was jeering k. and then she kept wasting time and UNTIED HER TIED SHOELACES. so she got YET another yellow card, which meant she already had 2 yellow cards since she got her first one for stepping on the shuttlecock. u shud noe wad this means...2yellowcards=red card. so the other team got the point and she got piss-er(if theres such a word). they lost, anyway. so they got runners up and when they were having their prize presentation EVERYONE was jeering...quite bad to the male england player since he took like, most of the balls that the woman missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the male's singles was the most exciting. malaysia vs indonesiaa and most of the pple in the stadium were cheering for malaysia(obv). he was like, PRO k. he thrashed the indonesian 14-0. then the indonesian got 1 point. overall? 21-5. tsk. the indonesian quite poor ting lar. but he's just not up to that standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most irritating thing was, there was this IDIOTIC LITTLE GIRL WHO HAD NUTHIN ELSE TO DO OTHER THAN HITTING THOSE LONG-BALLOON LIKE THINGS AT THE WRONG TIMES. OTHERWISE SHE'LL CHEER AND GO LIKE:"WAH! WOW! HAH!" WHEN EVERYONE WAS TRYING TO PAY ATTENTION. she was the quietest when she had her dad;s hp to play with. which was great. VERY great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lar. tmr going for the science enrichment thingy. dunno wads that. but dun reali care anyway. meeting tam at sku at 8.30...so gotta go sleep sooooo early now. lets see...its 11. ok fine i noe the clock on my blog is wrong...but i dunno why. i tink its america time since my blog skin is from sum1 from america. dunno lerz...but gotta go sleep now and my mum's yelling her head off for me...ciaoz darlinks X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-9180066524811132043?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/9180066524811132043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=9180066524811132043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/9180066524811132043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/9180066524811132043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/06/yay.html' title='yay.'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-1294688674153795001</id><published>2008-06-14T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T10:39:41.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wikipeddy!-cooky monster =)</title><content type='html'>Cookie Monster is a popular &lt;a title="The Muppets" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Muppets"&gt;Muppet&lt;/a&gt; character on the &lt;a title="Children's television series" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Children%27s_television_series"&gt;children's television show&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Sesame Street" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sesame_Street"&gt;Sesame Street&lt;/a&gt;. He is best known for his voracious &lt;a title="Appetite" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Appetite"&gt;appetite&lt;/a&gt; and his famous eating phrases: "Me want cookie!", "Me eat cookie!", and "Omm nom nom nom" (said through a mouthful of food). He often eats anything and everything, including danishes, donuts, lettuce, apples, bananas, and inedible objects such as salt and pepper shakers, napkins, telephones, motorcycles, trucks, a safe and the four letters in the word "food". Once, he even attempted to eat &lt;a title="Guy Smiley" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guy_Smiley"&gt;Guy Smiley&lt;/a&gt; and the petals and leaves off of Bert's flower costume in a Sesame Street Little Theater pageant. As evidenced by his name, however, his favorite &lt;a title="Food" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Food"&gt;food&lt;/a&gt; is &lt;a title="Cookie" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cookie"&gt;cookies&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a title="Chocolate chip cookie" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chocolate_chip_cookie"&gt;Chocolate chip cookies&lt;/a&gt; are his favorite kind; oatmeal cookies are his second favorite. In a song in 2004, Cookie Monster revealed that, before he ate his first cookie, he believes his name was Sid.&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cookie_Monster#cite_note-bbc-0"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is known to have a mother, a younger sister, and an identically-designed cousin, who all share his characteristic &lt;a title="Blue" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue"&gt;blue&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Fur" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fur"&gt;fur&lt;/a&gt; and "&lt;a title="Googly eyes" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Googly_eyes"&gt;googly eyes&lt;/a&gt;". He also has a father, who appeared in a &lt;a title="Monsterpiece Theater" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monsterpiece_Theater"&gt;Monsterpiece Theater&lt;/a&gt; sketch promoting &lt;a title="Energy conservation" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Energy_conservation"&gt;energy conservation&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Water conservation" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Water_conservation"&gt;water conservation&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Environmentalism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Environmentalism"&gt;environmentalism&lt;/a&gt;. Both Cookie Monster's mother and father have his enormous appetite. He and his &lt;a title="Sesame Street" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sesame_Street"&gt;Sesame Street&lt;/a&gt; friends are popular motifs on t-shirts, and he has also appeared as a guest star on the Martha Stewart show. Naturally, he was overjoyed at the fact they were making cookies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-1294688674153795001?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/1294688674153795001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=1294688674153795001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/1294688674153795001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/1294688674153795001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/06/wikipeddy-cooky-monster.html' title='wikipeddy!-cooky monster =)'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-6989527757377401349</id><published>2008-06-14T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T08:55:13.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sian...</title><content type='html'>what the tian theres totally NOTHING to do during the holidays other than studying and going on msn. haven't even started on my hw coz i've been doing my revision papers like siao. its weird how people are willing to die for holidays to come and when the holidays FINALLY come, u wish sku starts again. I'll probably cry when we leave henry park. so sad k...i tink i shud cry now. boohoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once thought that as long as i had the com, i wudn't need anything else. WHAT THE HECK? hardly ANYONE is on msn all day, except for jimmy and jun xuan. kinda sian toking to them after soooooo long. i like guessing who's jimmy's crush though X). To make things worse, facebook disabled my account. DAMN THEM LAR! MY HATCHERY WAS LIKE, CARE TAKER OF THE YEAR K. AND MY TOWER BLOXX! DAMN THEM! DAMN THEM! DAMN THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's fathers day. ok fine. maybe today's ALMOST going to be father's day, since its already 11.47.  got prezzies for my daddy! YAY. but my bro and sis haven't decided wad to give him. OH PLEASE. It's only 15 minutes to minute(loll the song). and my dad would be heartbroken if they dun give him anything. HIS HEART WILL BREAK AND HE WOULD SOB UNCONTROLLABLY. ok lar...a bit drama. but honestly, its like, super bad not 2 give my dad anything k. he's like. a pretty good dad. (i feel so...awkward saying this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o0h. its 11.50. 10 minutes to a brand new boring day...haiz. luckily its 1 week to the start of SKU!&lt;br /&gt;but its like, pressurizing liaoz...psle k! and the first day would probably be very sian...mr ng and the teachers going through their start-of-a-new-semester talk and all those stuff about -how-psle-is-very-important-coz-u-wanna-go-to-a-good-sku-don't-u. honestly, if psle is that pressurizing, i'll rather go the the sku 'wheretheheckistan'. if there's such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[been staying up till like, 2 and getting up at lunch time every day. thats the only good thing about holidays. CHI SHUI CHI QI SHEN TI HAO! XD]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-6989527757377401349?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6989527757377401349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=6989527757377401349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/6989527757377401349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/6989527757377401349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/06/sian.html' title='sian...'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-5870237775370760623</id><published>2008-04-24T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:49:39.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COOKIE MONSTER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I can’t eat cookie, cookie has letter M on cookie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I can’t eat letter M, letter M is letter of day… but I want cookie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I have idea! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will disguise cookie so I will not know it’s cookie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Puts fake nose and glasses on cookie)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cookie? Cookie? Where are you cookie?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Talks to disguised cookie)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sir, sir have you seen cookie? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where is cookie! Sir?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Smells cookie)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wait a minute…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Smells cookie again)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You not sir! YOU COOKIE! COOKIE!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Eats cookie)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mmm… cookie cookie… cookie good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-5870237775370760623?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5870237775370760623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=5870237775370760623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/5870237775370760623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/5870237775370760623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/cookie-monster.html' title='COOKIE MONSTER!'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-5349227108259487156</id><published>2008-04-23T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T07:57:37.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been writing for a loooooooooooong time. had oral on mon and tues...SO SCARY K! i think i sucked at both. but anywayz, nuthin new, juz that the vincent ng(or sumthing liddat) (weng xin hai or sumthing)came to our sku k!!! since lu lao shi is his GREATEST fan, vanessa and yuet ching was like, running up from the first level to the seventh just to tell lu lao shi about it. and wad happens in the end? she just says, that she doesn't like him anymore....haiz...SO NAN DE DE JI HUI K! WAH LAO EH. and our efforts were wasted XD. still it was quite fun seeing cheryl and vanessa doing the lu lao shi and weng xin hai*(also known as jon hann and tamara) thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayz. back to the subject. my chinese oral sucked. i didn't even have enough time to do reading k...but luckily the teacher was quite nice. and suyi says she's bad. WTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english was mrs mona leong. I can admit that i did quite well, but she was strict. WHAT CAN I DO MAN? so unfair. i was hoping i could get cecilia. at least she'd be bious towards all the students that she taught before lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really miss badminton training. i wish that it would just continue for no damn reason-haven't been meeting alot of my teammates lately n i tink we'd soon juz forget each other[with qi wei as an exeption since i steal her drink everyday] maybe after psle we can have it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE MAIN POINT OF TODAY!!!! XDXD I SAW PAN LAO SHI AT LI JIA'S HOUSE!!!!!! OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMOGMOGMOGMOMG RITE! li jia, tam and i went to the playground then we saw this creepy man and we freaked out and wanted to go home so me and tam went to the bus stop and then when 75 came, tam boarded it and guess WHO ALLIGHTED?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tam was like, cursing to herself for boarding the bus and i started toking rubbish to her as usual. she still looked so pretty with her skirt lol. Then i asked her why she came back so early and then she said that ta yao gai zuo wen and that after she gai wan zuo wen she was going swimming. I was abit grossed out at that part. SWIMMING? IMAGINE HER IN HER SWIMMING COSTUME! maybe bikini? i noe she's pretty, but i've never imagined teachers in their SWIMMING COSTUME. maybe she'll look quite nice. BTW, i asked her where she was swimming and she pointed to a long kang and said there. Amazing how news spread. soon li jia, tam, crystal and elaine knew and i received a WHOLE LOT of smses. See how popular pls is? XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well~ cya peeps...trida blog soon again but compo exam coming[DAMN]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-5349227108259487156?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5349227108259487156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=5349227108259487156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/5349227108259487156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/5349227108259487156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-peeps-havent-been-writing-for.html' title='&lt;Untitled something...i lost count&gt;'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-2636894922639559585</id><published>2008-04-10T02:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T02:54:31.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LARLAR STUPID POEM</title><content type='html'>The Automatic - Monster Brain fried tonight through misuseThrough misuse, through misuseYou can't avoid static abuseAbuse, abuseWithout these pills you're let looseYou're let loose, you're let looseTake off, get out, no excuseNo excuse, no excuseWhat's that coming over the hillIs it a monster? Is it a monster?What's that coming over the hillIs it a monster? Is it a monster?What's that coming over the hillIs it a monster? Is it a monster?What's that coming over the hill?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-2636894922639559585?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2636894922639559585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=2636894922639559585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/2636894922639559585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/2636894922639559585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/larlar-stupid-poem.html' title='LARLAR STUPID POEM'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-2699029788777556116</id><published>2008-04-10T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T02:10:05.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another untitled post...</title><content type='html'>lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuthin much has happened in sku nowadayz juz tt im lyk, almost completely surrounded by boys...and they're SO DAMN ***** IRRITATING THAT I FEEL LIKE KICKING THEM ON THEIR ********* ********. swear swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...and i hugged dingen, got my $5 and now im gonna hug jon hann for lyk, no reason, juz tt he started it [FOR SOME UNKNOWN REASON THAT IS CONFIDENTIAL COZ IT'LL EMBARRASS ME IN FRONT OF EVERYONE]so now i go to the back of his seat, stand there till he notices, and then he'll freak out and run around the whole class like some mad dog... the best thing is, the other boys spray water, take the stuff on my table[RIGHT BOWEN?] and try to cut my hair[RIGHT EDISON?]. I am DEFINETLY, definetly cry. as in lyk, fake cry, lyk wad i did at jill's hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am super pissed with the teachers for giving us so much hw nowadays, that i feel like swearing right in front of their faces. It's not supposed to be torture isit. we pay to go to sku. the teachers get money to go to sku. it shud make sense if we dun pay and we dun go to sku too then. if not, the teachers shud bow to us for giving them money. we pay, they recieve. they scold, we recieve. WHAT TYPE OF LOGIC IS THIS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, the person hu invented sku is a big fat bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, i'll still hav to do my hw and i'll still hafta leave.gonna go now to do that stupid pile of hw that makes no sense to me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reeali, IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-2699029788777556116?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2699029788777556116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=2699029788777556116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/2699029788777556116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/2699029788777556116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-untitled-post.html' title='another untitled post...'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-6028282770933516212</id><published>2008-04-04T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T02:12:37.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lalalalala. I've been piled with tons of hw every single day that i dun even hav time to breathe...and my mum has been coming home at 3.30p.m.(duh...obviously it cant be a.m.)and trying to STUDY with me. gawd manz...i lost my freedom. Haiz...wish i wasn't the youngest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for wee lin's party tmr! XDXD gonna give her lots of hugs and kisses to celebrate her bdae. So sad qingze couldn't come k! me and tam were like, waving the invitation right in front of him, trying to make him memorize it. lolx. Anywayz, still can't make up my mind wad to give her! I've been thinking for one freaking day and nuthin comes to my mind...as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUACKZ TO WEE LIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 if u think wee lin is sexy clap ur hands&lt;br /&gt;(clap clap clap) XDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-6028282770933516212?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6028282770933516212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=6028282770933516212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/6028282770933516212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/6028282770933516212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/lalalalala.html' title='&lt;Untitled 5 or 6&gt;'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-9040154260668181338</id><published>2008-03-28T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T02:06:06.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;form action="http://frankly.pitas.com/" method="link"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="DON'T CLICK HERE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-9040154260668181338?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/9040154260668181338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=9040154260668181338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/9040154260668181338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/9040154260668181338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/03/input-typesubmit-valuedont-click-here.html' title='&lt;Untitled 5(or 4? oh forget it...)&gt;'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-1303370686920308424</id><published>2008-03-28T02:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T02:56:58.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-zAoQrtNLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ziv6iM_affg/s1600-h/frends+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Look Mrs Yit, there is no point in taking girl's photos...i'll juz upload some here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182729069102183602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-zAoQrtNLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ziv6iM_affg/s320/frends+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-zAogrtNMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4-pG-8Ivg5g/s1600-h/friends7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182729073397150914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-zAogrtNMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4-pG-8Ivg5g/s320/friends7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-zAogrtNNI/AAAAAAAAABE/Wjgc_7kAv_o/s1600-h/friends+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182729073397150930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-zAogrtNNI/AAAAAAAAABE/Wjgc_7kAv_o/s320/friends+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-zAowrtNOI/AAAAAAAAABM/sMlSTxJIjzs/s1600-h/friends+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182729077692118242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-zAowrtNOI/AAAAAAAAABM/sMlSTxJIjzs/s320/friends+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-zApArtNPI/AAAAAAAAABU/IuQL-fxry-o/s1600-h/friends8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182729081987085554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-zApArtNPI/AAAAAAAAABU/IuQL-fxry-o/s320/friends8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-1303370686920308424?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/1303370686920308424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=1303370686920308424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/1303370686920308424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/1303370686920308424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/03/look-mrs-yit-there-is-no-point-in.html' title='&lt;Untitled 3&gt;'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-zAoQrtNLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ziv6iM_affg/s72-c/frends+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-3398922441327493327</id><published>2008-03-28T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T02:53:18.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COOKIE MONSTER IS SOOOOOOOO CUTE! XDXD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-y_1wrtNJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iMBWsLHOfsc/s1600-h/cookie+monster.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182728201518789778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-y_1wrtNJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iMBWsLHOfsc/s320/cookie+monster.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-y_2ArtNKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fBo3At51gFo/s1600-h/cookie_monster-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182728205813757090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-y_2ArtNKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fBo3At51gFo/s320/cookie_monster-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOOK AT HOW SWEET HE IS! COOKY MONSTER IS SUPER CUTE!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-3398922441327493327?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/3398922441327493327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=3398922441327493327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/3398922441327493327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/3398922441327493327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/03/cookie-monster-is-soooooooo-cute-xdxd.html' title='COOKIE MONSTER IS SOOOOOOOO CUTE! XDXD'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/R-y_1wrtNJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iMBWsLHOfsc/s72-c/cookie+monster.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-4000244009644313155</id><published>2008-03-28T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T01:28:40.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being sick is the WORST thing in my life. Today reali sucked. My temperature was like, 40.2c and I was lying down on bed the whole day unable to sleep. But the best thing was  that i got to skip seow jian jians and minnie yits lessons. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing: i forgot to hug dingen...in other words my $5 is gone in the wind...haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I have is a stupid pile of homework left on my table untouched. It'll probably just stay there till sunday when I do my last minute work AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look its not my fault. Every friday when i get home from school i tell myself to finish my work. But then i'll push it to saturday and i'll forget to do it on saturday and i call myself a name and i apologize to myself and then the pile of work is dumped on me on sunday. Im a total homework disaster...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-4000244009644313155?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4000244009644313155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=4000244009644313155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/4000244009644313155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/4000244009644313155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/03/being-sick-is-worst-thing-in-my-life.html' title='&lt;Untitled 2&gt;'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8136835446196761826.post-5082117869057035756</id><published>2008-03-28T01:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T01:15:41.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>umm... my first posting? I'm juz gonna write everything that im not allowed to write in the other blog-with singlish XD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8136835446196761826-5082117869057035756?l=walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5082117869057035756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8136835446196761826&amp;postID=5082117869057035756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/5082117869057035756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8136835446196761826/posts/default/5082117869057035756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walabangachocolatechipcookies.blogspot.com/2008/03/umm.html' title='&lt;Untitled&gt;'/><author><name>stuckup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12419654631947253577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDnpJ_wIveE/SFi9MYPEohI/AAAAAAAAABc/w14RJekfivQ/S220/friendsareforverboysrwatever.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
