<?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-6189249</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:32:39.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I STAY TO WATCH YOU FADE AWAY ;</title><subtitle type='html'>without your mask, where will you hide?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>296</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-110156745766368401</id><published>2004-11-27T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T22:57:37.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MOVED.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110156745766368401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110156745766368401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110156745766368401' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-110147866375051105</id><published>2004-11-26T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T22:17:43.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ytd's trng was changed to tdy.wasnt planning on going.had bridgetjones show tonight.slept through the day till bout 5.got a call from laura bout why i wasnt at trng.they scolded me.so i rushed down to delta in half an hour.thats not bad lah.pack change and cab down in 30min.mom said she would fetch me after trng for the show.played rly badly for the match.no idea why nordin even put me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110147866375051105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110147866375051105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110147866375051105' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-110137069960802619</id><published>2004-11-25T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T16:18:19.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just realied on tues terence was on the same bus as me!ahahahs.i dint know actually till he called awhile ago.no wonder a part of me found him so familiar.he dint say hi cause he was scared it wasnt me.so embarrasing. i found him familiar,so i sort of stared at him for like 1min.hahas.:P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110137069960802619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110137069960802619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110137069960802619' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-110136559858664523</id><published>2004-11-25T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T15:25:02.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im bloggin because my other blog is not done yet.and ive got nth to do now.i actually blogged ytd but the post disappeared.i realised my posts bout milocup and trngs always seem to dissapear.so much for coincidences.though its only the second time lah.theres intensive trng next week.mon tue wed thurs. thats if i get in for the milocup.and if i do, my show clashes with trng.it sucks.but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110136559858664523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110136559858664523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110136559858664523' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-110112765966677076</id><published>2004-11-22T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T14:30:53.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>over at laura's the past few days.mahjong till rly early in the morn.but i wasnt as good as them,slept at arnd oneplus whn the rest slept at five.had this terrible fever too.hurrrr.it was fun lah.cept that i quarelled with my momma.now shes not talking to me.it always happens near christmas.just like last year.ming4 ku3 ah.friendly with crescent tdy.draw 1-1.played very badly. :l</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110112765966677076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110112765966677076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110112765966677076' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-110082877552730801</id><published>2004-11-19T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T09:46:15.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>your gonna miss me for three days.cause im going to a concentration camp.har har. :Dshit. that wasnt funny.manda you see lah.its your fault ive become like that. (:that wasnt funny either.hur. whatever lah.off to a so-called chalet at laura's bukittimah house.with the u-16 team.we're gonna watch the whole of ren wo au you.thn play mahjong the whole night.i just learnt it ytd and i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110082877552730801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110082877552730801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110082877552730801' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-110070664160830223</id><published>2004-11-17T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T23:50:41.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i will not eat the whole day,strain my eyes,sleep late,prick my fingers,do everything i did again,if you tell me i mean something to you.thn you get a coaster.(:i guess noone knows what the hell im talking about.shits. whatever.till that day comes,id be lying in my coffin.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110070664160830223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110070664160830223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110070664160830223' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-110060976315440428</id><published>2004-11-16T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T20:56:03.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just got back from class,and my maid says my dog broke his arm.saw it bandaged.now i realised my dad did it.he was beating my dog for barking.thn beat too hard, didi fell and broke his arm.like please lah, hes so small and my dad still beat until so hard.its like so cruel okay! hurr. im so friggin' pissed!now everytime he walks, he whines.like how sad is that?)))):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110060976315440428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110060976315440428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110060976315440428' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-110057539366845426</id><published>2004-11-16T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T12:19:49.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy birthday ken!went for ken's bday ytd.but had tanning session at sentosa in the morn.met ken and manda.thn julius at the train station.the sun was like mighty gorgeous okay.we were all burning on our towels. hehs.tanned for a few hours thn went into the sea.bathed and left sentosa.thn i had rashes on my back.cause i think the tanning oil dint come off.i was scratching like some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110057539366845426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110057539366845426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110057539366845426' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-110036119013567441</id><published>2004-11-13T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T23:53:10.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes i wish things wouldnt be so complicated.if it were to be simpler,that would be so much better.if only you knew how much you mean to me,you would realise why im feeling this way.spoken to ding about it and he says everything was wasted.shits. it sucks to always expect what i dont want to expect.hurr.im pretty sure bout how i feel,but thats only for me to know right?thinking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110036119013567441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110036119013567441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110036119013567441' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-110032452764953515</id><published>2004-11-13T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T13:42:07.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rui and laura came over to stay on wed.laura came cause she was homeless.hahas.rui, she just came to help out.with presents.had alot of things to do.laura was supposed to stay up with me,but she was the first to sleep.thn rui.and i was left stitching alone till 230am.woke up at 830.they were talking as usual.haha. watched some tv.laura and i worked on someones present.turned out not</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110032452764953515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/110032452764953515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110032452764953515' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109992843488440550</id><published>2004-11-08T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T23:40:34.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my mom is getting on my nerves.its my room for goodness sake.hurr.really, its spoiling my ears.whn she doesnt get the correct channel,shes goes, 'bloody hell' 'stupid' 'idiot'so its my fault you got the wrong channel.whatever.my moms bunking with me cause my grandma moved in.and she took up the big room.not like i blame her.but sometimes my grandma is naggy.oh whatever.i have to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109992843488440550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109992843488440550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109992843488440550' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109991806034954602</id><published>2004-11-08T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T20:47:40.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>babycakes, you just dontknw,how im gonna let you go. na's birthday ytd.she seemed like she was throwing some wedding banquet lah.manda and i were like WOAH. evrything else was pretty alright.cept fer this two pple who popped that popper into my eye.oww. poo you.went down to play pool with bel.shes damn good lah.hahas. jaime and i were like amatuers.thn liane came with her bro and his friend.we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109991806034954602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109991806034954602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109991806034954602' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109975310288951168</id><published>2004-11-06T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T23:01:28.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>that post below wasnt supposed to be just one word.but blogger is screwed lah.my long post to just like that.hurr.opne house today.went to rui's house early in the morn.worked our butts off the whole morn.rushed to schl to do up the board.it looks pretty fantstic now though.quite proud of it lah. hehs.forgot there was trng tdy.so dint bring my stuff.felt so redundant.ended up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109975310288951168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109975310288951168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109975310288951168' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109958247603218928</id><published>2004-11-04T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T23:34:36.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>trng today.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109958247603218928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109958247603218928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109958247603218928' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109949157291258886</id><published>2004-11-03T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T22:19:32.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>drifting back to a time gone by;you were in my lifei just realised i got the matches wrong.hahas. the vjc match is btwn my schl and thiers.tdys match was just against the U-21.and i also just realised i called told ms tan the wrong name.sounds complicated, but its like this.ms tan or mrs tan called my house;tan; whn are you gonna hand in the reply slip?me; wht reply slip?tan; the trip </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109949157291258886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109949157291258886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109949157291258886' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109946398977922382</id><published>2004-11-03T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T14:39:49.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we were sleeping just you and mewith a smell of tulip treeunder the starry sky on a romantic balconyi want to watch wimbledon.hahas.they said its nice.hurrr. but bestfriends are nowhere to be found.):na's birthday this sunday.hrmm. no idea what to get her.shikes.shall go on our shopping dates with manda soon.and we shall go watch wimbeldon.(:thn head to american club fer na's birthday</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109946398977922382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109946398977922382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109946398977922382' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109929331557249972</id><published>2004-11-01T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T15:15:15.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i want a love i can feelthat's the only kind of lovin i think is realdon't wanna be going by something i heardcause baby, action speaks louder than words training in the morn tdy.met up with the pqs fer breakfast first.walked to schl.handed in the forms.chose my combinations.just that its kinda stupid.hurr. whatever.im gonna live with that fer another two years.i cant help it if i hate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109929331557249972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109929331557249972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109929331557249972' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109918888430888556</id><published>2004-10-31T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T10:14:44.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TERESA FERESA WERESA LOVES ELE FELE WELE!-squishy hug.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109918888430888556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109918888430888556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109918888430888556' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109910721755136940</id><published>2004-10-30T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T11:33:37.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went back to get my report this morn.online to choose my combi.qualified fer the crappy ones.hurr.now i can only take one science.rahh. whatever.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109910721755136940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109910721755136940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109910721755136940' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109888622904970278</id><published>2004-10-27T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T22:10:29.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wish upon a falling starwondering where you aredo i ever cross your mindhad the drama comp thing tdy.i was the behind scence shit lah.but it was super funny lah.i was supposed to cry with ho.but cause of my throat,i couldnt cry and it sounded more like squeezing a pig.ended up laughing behind.and tiong was another funny woman.she fell off the table when she was supposed to get out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109888622904970278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109888622904970278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109888622904970278' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109867403238218977</id><published>2004-10-25T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T11:13:52.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am disappointed.hard to explain, but yeah.its just the people and,oh, whatever. :Sdint go to schl today.running a temp and a bad throat.besides, we're doing some chinese opera shit.such a waste of time.pffft.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109867403238218977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109867403238218977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109867403238218977' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109853565490286007</id><published>2004-10-23T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T20:47:34.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to hold you in my armsto promise you my loveto tell you from the heartyou're all im thinking of the movie was good.ladder49. go catch. its rly nice.very touching.esp the last part. -cries buckets of tears.STARES AT AMANDA AND KELLY.haha.had loads of fun with manda kate and kel ytd night.though kel was fourtyfive mins late.from meeting at 8 to 845.haha. and that woman was asleep whn i called to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109853565490286007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109853565490286007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109853565490286007' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109842935015153261</id><published>2004-10-22T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T15:16:56.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my brother broke his hand.hahaha.hes still laughing bout it.whn i got back,i screamed fer him.and meng, whom i absolutely dislike said my bro went to polyclinic.so fine. i went to bathe.came out and my bro had some cast arnd his hand.he said he went swimming and while doing a butterfly,he dislocated it.haha.alot of pple are at my house now.and its really noisy.mmm. theres yuhan, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109842935015153261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109842935015153261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109842935015153261' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109833186958801960</id><published>2004-10-21T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T12:11:09.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>julienne ;yeap, im from ms wedy's class.the last part you turn wrong side?mmm. no idea who you are.heh. sorry. tell me on monday?thnks. (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109833186958801960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109833186958801960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109833186958801960' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109828117257568206</id><published>2004-10-20T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T22:06:12.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dont care if you think im crazy,doesnt matter if it turns out bad.'cos ive got no fear of losin' you,i cant lose what i never had.i shall do a long post.hahahah.ytd was boring.i think the tchrs should just give us this holidaythan spare us the misery of going to schl.and bore ourselves to death.first was some play production.it wasnt that bad lah.but after that was that family </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109828117257568206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109828117257568206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109828117257568206' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109808172355076886</id><published>2004-10-18T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T14:42:03.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i cant imagine the two of us apart,cant find a reason cause i still believe.theres noone like you,thats why i need you.nobody but you.so reen just told me some of my results.pffft.not almost everything fail la.talk bout next year.gonna need to be advanced.and if i i fail the next year,im outta the schl.shikes.ho and i are sad people.why are we born stupid?unfair laa.rahhhh.i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109808172355076886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109808172355076886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109808172355076886' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109802534852988044</id><published>2004-10-17T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T23:02:28.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its sunday today.finallyyyyy.my last day of work.its been three days.try standing fer 10 hours.its tiring. pffft.today was okay lah.just that time passed really really slowly.so whats new these three days.manda and i brought games.haha. so it was quite fun lah.took alot of pictures.super funny. (:never spent so much time with manda before.hahaha.we had our soursop photo.hilarious.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109802534852988044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109802534852988044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109802534852988044' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109794194733060400</id><published>2004-10-16T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T23:52:27.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im tired.after a whole day of standing with manda.pffft. :Swobbly legs.another long day tmr.just got back.and its 1150.rahhh. im tired, tired, tired. :l</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109794194733060400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109794194733060400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109794194733060400' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109767938500352542</id><published>2004-10-13T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T22:56:25.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pasir ris with rui laura pok meixian and siewmin today.went bowling first.its been moons since i touched a bowling ball.and when i did,i bowled like shit.hahah. so i cant bowl.tell me whats new.went fer lunch.and rui spilled milo.i had to shift siewmin's bag.cause rui said pok and siewmin were sharing sth.so laura had to shift.and whn i shifted the bag,rui got busy too.her hands </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109767938500352542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109767938500352542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109767938500352542' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109758678055777591</id><published>2004-10-12T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T21:13:00.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my dad has no fucking sense of privacy for me.god. im so pissed.he checks my wallet.like hello?its my wallet?inside there is my stuff.like why the hell are you checking my wallet?"i check in front of you, you should be happy alr." he still says.okay. so whatever.damn im angry.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109758678055777591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109758678055777591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109758678055777591' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109749772038191992</id><published>2004-10-11T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T21:05:45.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the moment i laid my eyes on you, i knew u'd be the one to make my dreams come truewhite chicks was hilarious okay.you should go catch it.superr funny.cinni was like filled with most sn people.what a sight.hahaha.exams over. like finallyyy.waited a whole year fer this.out with bestfriends, karina and kel after schl.catched white chicks. duh. haha. kate and i did our ears.had one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109749772038191992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109749772038191992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109749772038191992' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109733043788745398</id><published>2004-10-09T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T22:00:37.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sitting beside ho for the past few days.shes one helluva funneh woman kay.during the tests she shuffs a tissue up her nose.she made me smile to my paper during math.and caipok was staring at me like some physco.-laughs.but i'll miss that woman whn school closes.i know she'll miss me too lah RIGHT? ((:oh and we dint have underage sex lah.ahahaha.see, i did not make a fool of you.HAHAHA!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109733043788745398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109733043788745398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109733043788745398' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109706813356497661</id><published>2004-10-06T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T21:08:53.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i realise my link there is screwed.haha. wtheck.today's math paper was bad.so terrible.it was so difficult i tell you.teachers are horrible people.:l</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109706813356497661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109706813356497661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109706813356497661' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109696384970003132</id><published>2004-10-05T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T16:14:06.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ytd's eng compo was alright lah.geog was quite hard.in short,whatever u studied dint come out.pfffft.today's chink compo was crap lah.screwed it like shit.science was the killer.and it sucked like fcuk.i hate science i hate science i hate science.roars.my chem's paper not all blank lah.and i got uterus and urethra mixed up.shikes.okay. whatever.tmr is math and english paper 2. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109696384970003132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109696384970003132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109696384970003132' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109679713313257070</id><published>2004-10-03T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T17:52:13.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jenny was so happy about the house they had found. for once in her life it was on the right side of town. she unpacked her things with such great ease.as she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze. how wonderful it was to have her own room. school would be starting; she'd have friends over soon. there'd be sleep-overs, and parties; she was so happyit's just the way she wanted her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109679713313257070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109679713313257070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109679713313257070' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109671476626849603</id><published>2004-10-02T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T19:00:30.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy birthday peiyu and jessie!its their birthdays today!hahaha.anyhows,met rui and laura at amk station.went to city hall.met pok and liyuan there.studied at some cafe thn meixian came.studied somemore.till we got chased away.pffft.went to funan.met dahlia.thn the rest of the team slowly came.had our swensons treat.played this silly number game.loser had to eat this supposedly</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109671476626849603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109671476626849603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109671476626849603' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109663642470375366</id><published>2004-10-01T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T21:13:44.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mmm. i actually had something to blog about.but after watching singapore idol,i forgot what i wanted to blog about.shikes.oh. and i know daphne khoo!indirectly that is.heh.shes my brother's friend's sister.(:and christopher lee is super cute.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109663642470375366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109663642470375366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109663642470375366' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109646164219383082</id><published>2004-09-29T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T20:40:42.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we formed the jungle connections.and we've also got the fellowship of Physical Education.hahaha.manda is the apeeee queen.im the elephanteee queen.tab's the monkeyyyy queen.kel's the lost girl in the jungle. (:damn funny.mrs kuek dint come in for sci ytd.so tab kel me and manda went out.started playing.manda did some ape thing.and i did some animal thingthn all of us did it.laughter</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109646164219383082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109646164219383082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109646164219383082' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109628542029802164</id><published>2004-09-27T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T19:43:40.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>manda dint come to schl today.so jen ho and i did the home ec thing.ponned pan's lesson.stayed in the lib till recess was over.we had to print.so had to steal papers.super funny lah.jen and i took a stack each.and the lib aunty came out when i was walking to the com.she asked me why i had so much paper.had no choice so i acted as if i dint know the lib rules.she said i had to pay for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109628542029802164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109628542029802164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109628542029802164' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109619642792119062</id><published>2004-09-26T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T19:00:27.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>joel is leaving to somewhere far away from here.for two whole years.i'll miss him so badly.):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109619642792119062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109619642792119062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109619642792119062' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109619630505272630</id><published>2004-09-25T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T18:59:07.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was good.(:end post.--</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109619630505272630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109619630505272630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109619630505272630' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109603148046825912</id><published>2004-09-24T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T21:11:20.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>everything is pretty much weird now.i dontknw.but it just feels funny.not just schl but everything.oh wells.am glad i went out with my bestfriends.(:not very far just bishan.but we did spend some time.talked to manda while waiting for kate.hahaha. we started taking pictures.oh. we were on a picture taking frenzy today.BESTFRIENDS, SITTING PARTNER, RUI and TAB took pictures.hahaha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109603148046825912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109603148046825912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109603148046825912' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109586087567986227</id><published>2004-09-22T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T21:47:55.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ehh. today was okay.manda and i were just avoiding ms lim.heh.and i passed my home ec test.it was just by a teeny weeny borderline,but i still passed.so it still calls for my smileys.(((:stayed in schl for awhile with kel cheryl pok and qin.thn manda came from her thing.went to macs to meet kate.signed up for some ez link thing.its a steal lah.they give you 500 points free.and with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109586087567986227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109586087567986227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109586087567986227' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109558529482526184</id><published>2004-09-19T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T17:18:53.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wonder where you arei wonder what you're thinking of tonighti wonder maybe you're alonemaybe you've been crying just like mei wonder. i don't know why i lost your touchmaybe i wanted to be loved too muchtoo serious too sooni wanted you to love mei wanted to be there for you, like no-one else before. too serious too sooni wanted you to love meit's been a rainy afternoonand now i'm staring at the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109558529482526184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109558529482526184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109558529482526184' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109541853875708531</id><published>2004-09-17T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T18:55:38.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i passed my geog paper!ahahaha.it was a pathetic pass but im glad i did.(:stayed in class with manda for recess.shes on some oatmeal diet.watched her feed on her oats.it looked kinda... mmm. not the kinda foodmanda would even eat.but she actually ate it today.hahahah.molly dint come for lesson today.had free period with no tchr.damn funny.we started measuring diff parts of our body.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109541853875708531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109541853875708531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109541853875708531' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109534402847212571</id><published>2004-09-16T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T22:13:48.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>our home ec practical ytd.realised at the last minute,we did have enough stuff.so we got out of schl.mariasng and molly had no lessons with us.damn scary.but kel was so experienced.manda and i just followed.got all out things and came back in an hour.and molly was in class alr.we were super late.so decided not to go in.they werent doing anything anyways.half the class was sleeping.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109534402847212571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109534402847212571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109534402847212571' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109516129518186243</id><published>2004-09-14T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T19:28:15.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love cheryl's new hair color.it rocks lah.(:okay so anyways,second day of schl and it seems pretty alright.ju eng home ytd.crapped alot with manda and tab.thn had prata.i still think the thomson prata nicer.oh wells.rushed our home ec project today.went to tiong bahru plaza to get the food with manda.we were super lame lah.that woman full of shit okay.(:had fun today though.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109516129518186243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109516129518186243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109516129518186243' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109499222291219284</id><published>2004-09-12T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T20:31:05.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so god bless your fcuking past and to hell with your glorythe looks are always so deceiving,the truth is always misconcieved. &gt;:(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109499222291219284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109499222291219284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109499222291219284' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109499206843657103</id><published>2004-09-12T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T22:08:22.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ate tepanyaki today after church.yummy. (:went town with manda to meet liane.they wanted to pierce thsier cartilage.joined them to see them cry or scream actually.cheap thrills. heh.damn freaky. :lafter seeing them pierce,got a lil tempted.did my third hole on my left.thn walked to heeren.manda and i took a rly long time decidingwhether to get the mambo bag.and we got it in the end!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109499206843657103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109499206843657103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109499206843657103' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109488507846063417</id><published>2004-09-11T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T14:44:38.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you and i in a little toy shopbuy a bag of balloons with the money we've gotset them free at the break of dawn'til one by one, they were goneback at base, bugs in the softwareflash the message, "something's out there"floating in the summer sky99 red balloons go by99 dreams i have hadin every one a red balloonit's all over and i'm standin'in this dust that was a cityif i could find a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109488507846063417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109488507846063417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109488507846063417' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109481964149969649</id><published>2004-09-10T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T20:34:01.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when every word you ever said came trueall she missed in this,was you. met manda at 10 in the morning.headed to town.shops were all closed.so we ate at spinelli.good cakes they sell. (:anyways, we talked.for a while.till we got interrupted by a call.hahaha.walked arnd town.checked out alot of shops.and we're gonna do sth this sunday!:Pits gonna be pain but i hope i wont cry.heh.went back to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109481964149969649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109481964149969649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109481964149969649' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109465414805834755</id><published>2004-09-08T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T15:01:09.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>learnt something today.nv go into an empty bus,no matter how bad you wanna sit down.okay. so this was what happened.i was waiting for a bus to come.and i was rly late alr.so two double deckers came.one was full and the other empty.so i obv took the empty one.and a few stops ltr,this old chap came up the bus.and i was like "hmmmm. right."so i just sat across him.the seats were like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109465414805834755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109465414805834755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109465414805834755' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109456433390784143</id><published>2004-09-07T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T21:38:53.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i paint a picture of the days gone bywhen love went blind and you would make me seei'd stare a lifetime into your eyesso that I knew that you were there for metime after time you were there for me yours truly ;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109456433390784143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109456433390784143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109456433390784143' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109444823740881155</id><published>2004-09-06T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T13:23:57.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woke up at 615 today.mad right.we were meeting at bishan park to jog.so met everyone.and rui and yuai came latecause they couldnt find the place.and we spent 2 hrs waiting for them.ended up cycling instead of jogging.rly fun.gotta have more of these again.rui and lorraine sat the twin bikes.they were hilarious.hahaha.rui kept tripping and fell in the end.cuts and bruises but she was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109444823740881155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109444823740881155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109444823740881155' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109438854465854432</id><published>2004-09-05T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T20:49:04.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>through the sleepless nights, through every endless day,i wanna hear you say "i remember you"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109438854465854432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109438854465854432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109438854465854432' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109438820759256920</id><published>2004-09-05T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T20:46:27.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mass today.manda and i were a lil late.heh.mass-ed with laura manda chris ken joshua and kelvin.and kendricktan took my place.):okay. so anyways,manda and i dont like a certain person.firstly, hes dao.secondly, hes vulgar.thirdly, he thinks hes rly cute.fourthly, hes fugly.fifthly, he tries to be cool. typical poser.lastly, we just dont like him.there. what we dont like about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109438820759256920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109438820759256920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109438820759256920' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109428415529336186</id><published>2004-09-04T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T15:49:15.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new album.added new pictures to the hockey album too.(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109428415529336186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109428415529336186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109428415529336186' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109427540882285511</id><published>2004-09-04T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T13:23:28.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thin long sharp the blade was brought forthgently placed on human skinslowly coming closer to the eyetoo afraid to move a muscletoo afraid to say a wordthe panic makes it hard to breatheshort stab makes the knife penetrate the eyeleaning backwards to see the eye dripfilling up with blood insideall this time he keeps on blinkingsmearing the eye down his facestringy messy bloody gore</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109427540882285511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109427540882285511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109427540882285511' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109421910878132799</id><published>2004-09-03T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T13:14:39.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>got back my math paper today.and i passed damnit! (:hahaha.expected to fail or sth.cause i did the paper with my swelled eye.and since it was on graphs,thought there might be inaccurancy and all.heh.had geog paper after recess.cheat my feelings one la the paper.make us study 10 chapts,and only two questions came out.was writing like madcause there were many parts to one question.mrs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109421910878132799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109421910878132799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109421910878132799' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109413468197550989</id><published>2004-09-02T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T22:22:26.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as all of us unite as one,without you this couldnt have been done.you've been more thn just a coach, a guide,but also you've been our shining light.there you are leading us on,never once did you mourn.tirelessly you gave your bestbut we constantly put you to the test.the million thanks will never be enough,having to part is just too tough.but never will our memories fade,especially the impact </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109413468197550989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109413468197550989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109413468197550989' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109404153404412111</id><published>2004-09-01T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T20:26:39.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>did some geog today.but couldnt get into epebble.rahhhh.thnk god i got all the ppt alr.though i dont think i saved it,i highlighted everything alr.need the answers for the workbook and i cant get in.how frigging frustrating. :lshowed my mom my term marks.she was so disappointed.i would be too if i were her lah.havent showed my dad yet.hes gonna skin me alive.then i'll be grounded.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109404153404412111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109404153404412111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109404153404412111' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109401167735062785</id><published>2004-09-01T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T12:07:57.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>came across this rly touching story. (:girl: slow down. im scared.guy: no this is fun.girl: no its not. please, its too scary!guy: then tell me you love me.girl: fine, i love you. slow down!guy: now give me a BIG hug.[so the girl gave him a hug]guy: can you take my helmet off &amp; put it onyourself? its bugging me.(in the paper the next day):a motorcycle had crashed into a building </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109401167735062785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109401167735062785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109401167735062785' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109394287980155924</id><published>2004-08-31T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T17:01:19.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>being eaten alive by depression. maybe its not good to be too sensitive. hah. what a word to describe. sensitive. whatever happened to the indifferent me?part of it is still there i guess.the rest... well....someone took part of the indifference away...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109394287980155924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109394287980155924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109394287980155924' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109386368806050271</id><published>2004-08-30T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T19:01:28.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fcuk that pprgod. i barely passed that damn thing.shits.ive gotta work much harder now.i did try.but the results dint show.ROARRRRR.fcuk it lah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109386368806050271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109386368806050271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109386368806050271' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109378784961169945</id><published>2004-08-29T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T21:58:42.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rushed to meet manda today for grocery shopping.rach dint turn up for class today.so it was me lynn cheryl and manda.headed to the old folks place.it wasnt a home.it was like some door knocking thing.the people were so unappreciative okay.oh wells.back to church after debrief.lunched with lynn, julia, manda, phonsy, greg, matt and joshua.phonsy and joshua left halfway.met isabelkoh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109378784961169945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109378784961169945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109378784961169945' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109359796084470910</id><published>2004-08-27T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T20:51:45.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what am i doing home at 315?quaking eye swell aint going down.im supposed to be shopping for grocerieswith manda karina and julia now.but im home.cause its too embarrassing.and those groceries are meant for old folks.ive gotta visit some home for church activity.went to schl late today.took the chance to sleep in actually.heh.wasnt supposed to go to schl.but i had to take the friggin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109359796084470910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109359796084470910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109359796084470910' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109352937480000854</id><published>2004-08-26T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T22:09:34.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i got disfigured on the last trng for dahlia.a hockey ball came flying right to my eye.and its swelling real bad now.went to see the doc.ive got an mc.but my eye's so pain and its SWELLING damnit.i'll miss dahlia.gave our presents to her.i was videocamming the whole thing.too embarrassed to be in the video.stupid eye.cried. cause it really did hurt. ALOT in fact. ):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109352937480000854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109352937480000854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109352937480000854' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109343122981452462</id><published>2004-08-25T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T18:53:49.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>risking it all in a glanceand how you got me blind is still a mysteryi can't get you out of my headi don't care what is written in your historyas long as you're here with mei don't care who you arewhere you're fromwhat you didas long as you love me ; and i wish you do.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109343122981452462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109343122981452462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109343122981452462' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109343070069774473</id><published>2004-08-25T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T18:45:00.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>manda and i dint do morning jog today.cause i had stomach ache and manda had fod poisoning.so we walked.and it so happened we were the last pple.and alan ho was like"i want to see you two after this."so were like "shit."thn we continue walking.and miss lim shouted over the mic and pointed us out.rahhhh. in front of the sec twos, she was"those two girls strolling right at the back"manda</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109343070069774473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109343070069774473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109343070069774473' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109335226715059153</id><published>2004-08-24T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T22:02:47.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the closest thing to perfectbut the farthest thing from memanda and i took a slow walk back to class.in hope of mrs tan not being there.so when we climbed up the stairs,i spotted mrs tan.and i think she saw me.so i told manda and we went the other way.but mrs tan ended up walking in our direction in the end.heh. she finally approved my belt.though its still the same belt ive been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109335226715059153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109335226715059153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109335226715059153' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109326076458185599</id><published>2004-08-23T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T19:32:44.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i stay to watch you fade awaymmm. schl today was slow.cept for all my friends. (:had pur eng compo test.sth bout describing yourself.its one of the most ego-istic cimpos ive ever written.made me sound like some angel.which i dint think i am.or rather dont sound in the compo.but wtheck. i just need to pass.thn it was chi enrichment.damn boring.had to come up with some topic with reen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109326076458185599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109326076458185599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109326076458185599' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109318119166933393</id><published>2004-08-22T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T21:30:21.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tonight it's very clearas we're both lying herethere's so many things i wanna sayi will always love youi will never leave you alonesometimes i just forget, say things i might regretit breaks my heart to see you cryingi don't wanna lose youi could never make it alone'coz i am a man who will fight for your honori'll be the hero that you're dreaming ofgonna live forever knowing together</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109318119166933393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109318119166933393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109318119166933393' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109316389147315095</id><published>2004-08-22T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T16:38:11.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>combined class for cath class today.had some game show thing.damn fun.manda rach and i were just stoning behind.heh.the group names we came up with were hilarious.there was "muffin people" courtesy of francis.and "X", i think gerad james thought of it."screw ups" typical matthias.ours was "bigbirdsflock"how embarrasing. :lthey were saying the loser group had to do some forfeit.so we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109316389147315095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109316389147315095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109316389147315095' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109301494065303271</id><published>2004-08-20T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T23:15:40.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh. so we're not humans lah.and we werent there lah.thanks alot. we actually thought you cared.but we were wrong.how disappointing.pffffft. ):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109301494065303271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109301494065303271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109301494065303271' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109301205708594546</id><published>2004-08-20T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T22:27:37.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>town after schl.some hockey celeb.mmm. it was fun.thn got kinda boring after awhile.so left with pok, jess, yuai, lorraine, siewmin, abby and daphne.walked arnd heeren.im eyeing this mambo bag.its damn nice.donations are accepted. (:i need that bag.walked to cinni cause laura said seniors were there bowling.realised that the bowling alley was closed.and there were no seniors there.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109301205708594546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109301205708594546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109301205708594546' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109282680664198063</id><published>2004-08-18T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T19:00:06.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How do you feel about life right now?-  i dontknw. im bored la.Do you know ur best friend's friendsterpassword?-haha. no. i wish. *hint hint.Do you think long distance relationships works?- no.Are you an emotional person?-mmm. maybe.If u had one last breath to say something to someone you love and what would you say?- i love you and really mean it. (:Do you believe in best friends?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109282680664198063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109282680664198063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109282680664198063' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109282584321640386</id><published>2004-08-18T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T18:44:03.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>caipok came in for cme.and she started scolding us bout some hamper thing.rahhhh.elit test ltrs.screwed the whole thing lah.i dont even know the damn story la! :lglad its over alr.thn had to go see mrs seet with pok and the rest.went to the guidance room.and mrs seet had her sewing machine ready.hahaha.she started sewing our belts for us.looks really hard to unpick.but its rui's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109282584321640386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109282584321640386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109282584321640386' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109274484474461222</id><published>2004-08-17T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T20:14:04.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>molly scolded us a bunch of irritating people.ROARRRRS.she said we were childish. pffft.caipok scolded us today too.the tchrs are all scolding us today.pe today was fun.bball.and our class has the new record of 8 pple!of some ABC game for bball.played a game with rui's team.we won 2-1. haha.thn grace piggy-backed me from one end of the court to the other.haha. shes rly nice to be on. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109274484474461222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109274484474461222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109274484474461222' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109266436215961656</id><published>2004-08-16T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T18:36:16.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>roses are redyellow and whitewhere have you been all my lifeviolets are blue and i will be tooif you leavecause i just met you(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109266436215961656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109266436215961656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109266436215961656' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109255234556198408</id><published>2004-08-15T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T14:55:28.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>without your mask, where will you hide?was up at bout 830 today.thn laura said she wanted to go to sfx.her brother was having some cd thing lah.met in ctk first.manda did her haircut!without me!we were supposed to go together.but oh wells.had to inform daniel that i wont be going for class.cause my godbrother was performing. -looks at laura. haha.cabbed to sfx.church was pretty big.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109255234556198408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109255234556198408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109255234556198408' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109248666438705700</id><published>2004-08-14T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T20:50:14.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>trng today.slept in till 11 until laura said they were meeting at 1115.rushed and was late. shikes.mmm. bus-ed to delta.short trng today. was quite simple trng actually.its another two more tngs.and dahlia, no more our coach.):penalty flicks at the end of trng.the goalie was injured.and i wanted to try how it feels like.so i became the goalkeeper!haha. the helmet was very sweaty. heh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109248666438705700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109248666438705700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109248666438705700' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109240235961935880</id><published>2004-08-13T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T21:05:59.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now theres no welcome look in your eyeswhen i reach for you.and boy, you're starting to criticizelitlle things i do.it makes me just feel like crying,cause baby, something beautifulis dying.tanyenting asked kel to shutup today.i dont think its right to ask students to shutup.tchrs arent that big yet. to me at least.ms ng threw manda out of class today.she wasnt listening in class or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109240235961935880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109240235961935880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109240235961935880' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109222935105921074</id><published>2004-08-11T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T21:02:31.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive totally forgotten what happened in schl.so i'll just blog bout the finals we had today.okay. so i left early from home ec.and kel dint want me to leave. haha.i was freaking out i tell you.this match was like so bloody important.prayed on the bus with the whole team.thought bout how to go bout playing the match.reached delat early.watched teckwhye and yuhua play.thn it was out match </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109222935105921074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109222935105921074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109222935105921074' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109211115868029406</id><published>2004-08-10T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T12:12:38.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>realised how pathetic my gbk is.maybe i should just disable it.they dont even sign anyways.pfffffft. ):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109211115868029406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109211115868029406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109211115868029406' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109202964507539185</id><published>2004-08-09T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T13:34:05.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went down to suppport RECS.had 4 a-side comp.we were all supposed to play.but ms lim gave us this lecture during the desaru trip.all bout the "behind the scenes" thinggg.oh shikes.it looked so tempting to play.it was like once a year indoor thing.pffffft. and ms lim had to go on bragging bout that.which we all have heard enough.RECS dint get through.but the seven of us stayed on to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109202964507539185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109202964507539185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109202964507539185' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109188912913737929</id><published>2004-08-07T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T22:32:09.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i actually do have alot to blog about the trip i had.but my brother had to make me so pissed after i came home.not like i will state what happen.but i hope he reads this ;i hate youi hate youi hate youi hate youi hate youi hate youyours truly asshole.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109188912913737929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109188912913737929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109188912913737929' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109171477022016398</id><published>2004-08-05T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T22:06:10.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mmm. racial harmonay celeb today.deco was awesome. (:came to class feeling all the atmosphere. heh.changed into my malay thing with tab.gosh. we looked like walking bananas.it was so long.i kept tripping over the thinggggg.heh. manda and i were audience but we ended up performing.cause it seemed so fun. and it was. (:i sang and did the tamborines.it hurt so much when i did the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109171477022016398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109171477022016398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109171477022016398' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109162500653679395</id><published>2004-08-04T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T21:11:44.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>home ec test today.cooked claypot rice.it actually tasted good okay!haha. mdm mah said ours was good.(:stayed back in class to practise for tmr.though i wasnt involved la.but decided to help rui out.we were all waiting for caipok to come down and view our performance.and i was scraping my table with a penknife.cause kel had to pay 8 bucks for drawing on her table.and i dint wanna pay.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109162500653679395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109162500653679395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109162500653679395' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109153548996150354</id><published>2004-08-03T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T20:19:40.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oooh. ive got a new album!and new pics uploaded to school. (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109153548996150354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109153548996150354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109153548996150354' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109153510157720650</id><published>2004-08-03T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T20:11:41.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mrs seet wasnt in schl today again.so first two periods we spent sewing again.pfffft. i sewed it. mrs tan dint accept.thn went back to class. gave out the malay things.for racial harmony. pfffft.pe after that.arch of my foot had cramps so dint do.thn when i wanted to do,cause rui's grp short of 4 pple,that mr ho scolded me okay!he thought i was lying.and he scolded me in front of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109153510157720650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109153510157720650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109153510157720650' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109143148840049630</id><published>2004-08-02T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T15:24:48.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mrs tan dint believe i sewed my belt!rahhh!waste my time at the sec one bench and sew.she doesnt know how embarrasing it is.:lgot back chi paper today. i passed! (:haha. dint do well but its a small paper.so its alright.rui dint come to schl today.mmmm. mrs seet dint come too.so last period was slack.its three now and im home. now isnt that early?not going for class in town and trng</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109143148840049630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109143148840049630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109143148840049630' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109136213756954435</id><published>2004-08-01T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T20:08:57.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mmmm. match ytd with crescents.won them 2-0. (:so we're in the semis now!stayed for trng after the match.it was alright.just that i really cannot bear to see dahlia go.):tuition ltrs.gwen dint come. had to sit with a couple of irritating people arnd me.pfffft. :land my girlfriend says that rachel's hair look like they use a bowl to cut it.-laughs.hes the best la.church today.class</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109136213756954435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109136213756954435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109136213756954435' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109119796905258365</id><published>2004-07-30T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T20:59:19.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>changing her life with your love, has been so easy for you. lucid words you said,deranged her deep inside. she thought in all innocence that you cared. you had something so real, an embryonic infatuation captured her rugged heart. the enticement was too zealous for her.she'd yearn you'd be her cavalier forever more.  now that heart-rending affliction tortured her fragile heart, leaving </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109119796905258365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109119796905258365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109119796905258365' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109119242096234547</id><published>2004-07-30T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T22:30:57.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sudden inspiration i have. took me two hours to do that though. ahahaha. quite proud of it actually. (: and gareth had to criticise it like crap. rahhhhh! nvm. manda said it was good. -smiles extra wide. schl today was alright. reen was in schl today! and was LOST again in math class. hate graphs. and the silly gradients. :l thn ipw. presentation in the drama studio. and i hate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109119242096234547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109119242096234547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109119242096234547' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109111057889219645</id><published>2004-07-29T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T22:16:18.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>schl today was boring.reen wasnt here.manda wasnt here either.but it was pretty alright with pok and rui.had some math thingg.australian test la.dint know how to do the back part.wtheck.eng laters.tanyenting was super slack today.thn clit.tanyongming let us watch crouching tiger hidden dragon.chai bought food for us.thn recess with kate!talked quite alot. haha.but manda wasnt here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109111057889219645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109111057889219645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109111057889219645' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109101158759214916</id><published>2004-07-28T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T18:46:27.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you shine like the stars in the sky,you shine like the reflections on the water,you shine like the moon ends in the night timewent to reen's play ytd.it was great.but the best thing was that reen did awfully well!she looked so cute on stage! (:well, obv since shes MY partner. haha.there were really touching parts too.but it was awesome! :Pmorning jog this morning.dint run though.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109101158759214916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109101158759214916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109101158759214916' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109073883135867075</id><published>2004-07-25T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T15:00:31.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so if you see something funnythe next time your eyes meet mine,that's because im first time.church today.class was kinda boring.rachel wasnt here and manda too.the activity outside class was much better.haha. lynn and i were always lost.-LAUGHS.and we spent so much time downstairslooking for debbie and all.but actually they were upstairs waiting for us.pfffffft. :lmass laters. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109073883135867075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109073883135867075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109073883135867075' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109067712765962371</id><published>2004-07-24T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T21:52:07.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just got back from tuition.today's tuition might just be one of the fun-est tuition i had.science was alright.stuff was boring but people were great.thn math.that was the bomb.we had newman.haha. that gay-assed shit guy.and wee tao.and mr tan was in a good mood today.so everyone was damn noisy today.and i was freezing today.aircon was blowing straight at me.thn trained to j8 with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109067712765962371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109067712765962371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109067712765962371' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189249.post-109064178732857178</id><published>2004-07-24T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T12:03:07.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shes dreamed of this a thousand times beforebut in her dreams she couldnt love him moreshe would give her heart until the end of timehe's all she need, her love, her valentinegot up at bout 11 today.no trng today.no schl trng and no NATS.i dontknw if its a good thing but i finally get to rest.quarters on thurs.and the only trng we have left for schl is wed.anyways,was having my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109064178732857178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189249/posts/default/109064178732857178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zilver-starr.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109064178732857178' title=''/><author><name>teresa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
