<?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-20730516</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:42:02.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't need you,i just want you.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-6602811212086210391</id><published>2007-11-27T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T07:10:36.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah. my mum found out about my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogs are suppose to be your feelings. your private ones. Now to "those" who read and told my mum. Yeah concern. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know. you've hurt my feelings too. Who knows, small matters. yeah whatever. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying these things sometimes doesn't mean i meant it. you don't have to tell the world or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my mum. you all know i do. but this.. has gone too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(she loves me too. you KNOW that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes you know WHO i am jolly well talking to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ps :  i'm deleting this blog in a week.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-6602811212086210391?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/6602811212086210391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=6602811212086210391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/6602811212086210391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/6602811212086210391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/11/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-3458807458676839939</id><published>2007-11-11T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T11:06:00.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know now but i'm getting very strange hunches lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like, whenever i go bunk now, it doesn't feel the same anymore. I feel like i've been already dragged out of that inlined bunker circle. Oh yea i forgot, i'm no longer a chionging bunker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. i get the feeling that nothing is going well luh. even though i'm having fun its just like everybody is changing, like the ones i knew its like i never knew them anymore.. i don't know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i like this, is it because is loneliness? no it cannot be that because i have good friends surrounding me. but what is it then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left out is what i think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handbells choir, 3D2, PL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-3458807458676839939?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/3458807458676839939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=3458807458676839939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/3458807458676839939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/3458807458676839939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-dont-know-now-but-im-getting-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-1912875049351995833</id><published>2007-11-07T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T22:49:49.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone today is a dam boring day i tell you today i was like in my house and i didn't really know what to do. so yup. TON TON TON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway my friends were super funny lahh. ELAINE CAME TO STAY OVER WEEEE. XDDDD Then later we all stayed up and play TRUTH AND DARE. wooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay but this truth and dare wasn't that extreme. THIS WAS THE FIRST TIME MY SCHOOLMATES STAYED OVER. SO FUN LOR I TELL YOU. HAHA XDDD okay anyway i think that now like its getting boring already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So intimidating. Anyway this is very sian already LAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for next next sunday so that i can go out with glenn to watch the stupid BEE MOVIE HAHAHA. omg i watched the advertisment so it was like dam funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-1912875049351995833?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/1912875049351995833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=1912875049351995833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/1912875049351995833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/1912875049351995833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-everyone-today-is-dam-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-2085322750119099845</id><published>2007-11-01T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T22:32:03.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi everyone. have not been blogging for a long time because i seem to be dcing like dam often recently. wth man. stupid sia the starhub ppl dun want to help at all. wa lau eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was dam bored today lahh and i couldn't go out cos of my fever -_- but it seem to heal today i feel alittle better. so i decided to stop staying cooped up at home and do something at white sands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to buy so tofu from the shop at the basement level. i dunno why but i suddenly have a craving for tofu can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. and today i also went to the highest floor to go for a manicure. its been a long time since i did that. and I TELL YOU. i knew the lady there because she was one of my aunty's friend's daughter. and she was like so close to me can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me a manicure for like 10+ when original price was like 35. omfg. She was dam nice can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya so i went with shiny red. I think that colour was dam nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i wanted to go for pedicure but my toenails were freaking short. shorter than usual cos i just cut them. and i decided not to since i was like feeling dizzy and decided to rush home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats all for today. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT THING IS I WANT TO DYE HAIR LUH. -____________-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-2085322750119099845?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/2085322750119099845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=2085322750119099845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/2085322750119099845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/2085322750119099845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/11/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-4589032395434212653</id><published>2007-10-28T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:54:57.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AIYA dad always says yes mum always says no. MY OWN HAIR DUN LET ME DYE. NOW SCHOOL WILL ALLOW THEN YOU SAY NO. WTF SIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ALSO DYE MA. NOBODY IS TOO YOUNG TO DYE HAIR OKAY. ITS JUST YOU WORRIED ABOUT WHETHER I GET CAUGHT THIS AND THAT AGAIN. WORRY THIS WORRY THAT. WHEN WILL YOU STOP WORRYING AND LET ME DO WHAT I WANT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-4589032395434212653?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/4589032395434212653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=4589032395434212653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/4589032395434212653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/4589032395434212653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/10/aiya-dad-always-says-yes-mum-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-6599145962135015275</id><published>2007-10-27T23:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T23:51:26.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OIE MUM. LET ME DYE MY HAIR LEH. &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-6599145962135015275?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/6599145962135015275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=6599145962135015275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/6599145962135015275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/6599145962135015275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/10/oie-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-6766590602506987936</id><published>2007-10-26T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T21:56:13.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLMGSS is really and will always be a memorable place ba. And i really love 3D2 to the max. Because they are really teh ones who went through thick and thin in school with me and the rest. so its like. The best i have ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i know retain this and that may help me, but now i know that if i work hard enough i won't retain de. Thats why private is best. I won't need to stay back. and i can pursue my diploma and advanced diploma there too. Its really a good thing thats recognised by Polys and Unis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I went to check out the BMC academy today. HAHA. dam funny please. My parents thought that only Jurong East can register only. so today drive there until got headache liao. Then ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The counter lady actually quite nice leh. She really speak fluently ba. But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i heard about the comments about BMC academy on www.flowerpod.com.sg, their forums had school talk. they were explaining that BMC was not good because the teachers there were horrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i decide ler. Since i enrolled liao, I will study to the max, And see through my own potential. I don't need my teachers to help me now, I can focus myself. Its just an environment to study so its good then i won't have to stay cooped up at home and study. Like that no distractions ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tampines BMC academy i not sure because i have never been there before, but when we went to check the environment there, actually really convenient for me leh. Because its dam near the MRT and i can just walk over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres also a public library that would be good for studying in. its a good environment. And below the school is a food court. Actually really not bad leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i also knew that Klaiz and Jian Cao Wilfred and Kershaw all go to BMC academy also. But i dunno which branch ba. But i am going to the one nearest to my house. That way its much better. Anyway i really need to concentrate on my N levels ler. I have to stop slacking liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway quite cool leh. The school course starts on 15 january. plenty of time to revise for my N level topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yup i guess thats all. I'll be coming to Arcade soon again to train for DDR compy. Coming liao 1 month's time neh. No time to waste. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i say, Thank you for everything 3D2. i really love you man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-6766590602506987936?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/6766590602506987936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=6766590602506987936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/6766590602506987936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/6766590602506987936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-8328639078929802987</id><published>2007-10-25T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:32:11.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe its bye bye PL, and hello unknown private school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-8328639078929802987?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/8328639078929802987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=8328639078929802987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/8328639078929802987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/8328639078929802987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/10/maybe-its-bye-bye-pl-and-hello-unknown.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-5599638361913779794</id><published>2007-10-20T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T04:32:02.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or is it just because i am so glad i have friends like bunkers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy that i met them. They have nevered failed to cheer people up, making them happy again. I feel that, even without happiness and sufferings, i am so glad that bunkers are always there. they are the best people i have had ever since i met them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also. I mention my schoolmates. Some of them really took it all to cheer me up. Hugged me when i was crying and when i was down. I feel the love. I am really grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, retaining is really such a chore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun worry everyone. Just give me some time, I will get over it. When i see all of you. I would just forget about everything. and just spend time with you.and be myself. my happy side. my happiness is within you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all. more than anything in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-5599638361913779794?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/5599638361913779794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=5599638361913779794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/5599638361913779794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/5599638361913779794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/10/is-it-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-3222382206140714284</id><published>2007-10-18T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T23:29:22.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been decided. The decision has been made. I tried. But it wasn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been Retained .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-3222382206140714284?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/3222382206140714284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=3222382206140714284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/3222382206140714284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/3222382206140714284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-has-been-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-400933147219847576</id><published>2007-10-15T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T05:33:23.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dunno why. But is feeling sad the only think to do now? Will it help me even get across to secondary 4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please. If my teachers ever visit my blog, They'd probably know why i didn't work hard because i play com almost every single day and i go out extremely often. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway, I can't back out now. Because almost all my friends are encouraging me like looking out for me no matter what happens and they'd be with me always. But if i seperate into another class, will that happen? would they still be the same with me as before? I don't want to seperate from 3D2, not to mention 4D2 gonnabe. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even there are alot of cliques and i keep saying i hate the class i hate the school and all, Its just excuses because i don't like studying. Thats all. And sometimes conflicts would appear in the class so i can't say much about it. Thats all. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last of all, If i tell my parents my results now, they'd practically erupt from the volcano and storm at me. No i mean, Rather they would erupt from the volcano and burn me alive. I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, they are both going overseas soon, And i don't want them to worry about my future right? I want them to enjoy the trip BUT ITS IMPOSSIBLE IF I SHOW THEM MY BLOODY RESULTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i pray. everyday. so darn hard. To get across. For now, thats all i ask for? Can the teachers really get me across? can they really fight hard for me? Will they give me a chance after all my sleeping and stuff in class? Is it possible? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or would they rather that i retain, which my mum would not accept, neither will i, and she'll put me through private school. Which totally sucks if i am in a new environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there all good things about it and bad things about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal school :&lt;br /&gt;No short pinafolds&lt;br /&gt;No Colourful ear studs big bulky ones or not-to-mention-dangling-earrings&lt;br /&gt;No Second ear Holes with Studs or thirds or fourths&lt;br /&gt;No Low socks&lt;br /&gt;No colour hairbands&lt;br /&gt;No Opening of first button&lt;br /&gt;No Dyed Hair&lt;br /&gt;Plaits must be tied if hair reaches below pinafold square line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything also no. But i guess the school needs to keep the reputation lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private school :&lt;br /&gt;If no uniforms, Everyday wears are allowed&lt;br /&gt;Ear holes all accepted&lt;br /&gt;Different types of earrings all accepted&lt;br /&gt;Dying hair in ULU colours is all accepted, examples even i think pink they also allow.&lt;br /&gt;No need fo plaits.&lt;br /&gt;Wear slippers or sandals i think they also allow.&lt;br /&gt;No need to get shouted at for low socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z_Z you see the difference. For private schools is like how slack can. because you &lt;strong&gt; PAY TO DO THESE THINGS. you PAY ABSOLUTELY AN AMOUNT FOR IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is now i'm stree almost everyday. Except the fact that some of them keeps cheering me up again and again. which is really sweet of all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I &lt;3 that idiot. LOL .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-400933147219847576?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/400933147219847576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=400933147219847576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/400933147219847576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/400933147219847576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dunno-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-5523712417962213279</id><published>2007-10-11T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T03:32:42.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I may MIA from DBG for awhile. Due to my depressing state for results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am going to be at unknown place chionging my DDR skills. For the competition thats coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS its not white sands btw. Its somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 26 of October when me results are out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i'll go back. Depending if i can get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I only wish that mum and dad won't scold me... I tried my best really. Can you just see that i really did? and not on the fact that i may retain? :'(( I really don't want you to get angry because you are going overseas to enjoy too. :( I don't want you thinking of what my future will become if i really retain.... ;''(( .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-5523712417962213279?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/5523712417962213279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=5523712417962213279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/5523712417962213279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/5523712417962213279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-may-mia-from-dbg-for-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-2409440552082302010</id><published>2007-10-11T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T03:21:39.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no mood to talk today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to pray hard to get to sec 4 already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let thou teachers have mercy on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please i beg you to give me a chance to work harder in secondary 4 i beg you please. :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-2409440552082302010?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/2409440552082302010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=2409440552082302010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/2409440552082302010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/2409440552082302010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-have-no-mood-to-talk-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-1456757305204379215</id><published>2007-10-08T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T05:54:27.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm filled with envy for those who are attached .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can feel hugs.&lt;br /&gt;You can feel the guy's warmth.&lt;br /&gt;You can feel almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you all are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean i turn my back when i'm in a relationship. Is it thats why i am so troubled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what i am doing nowedays. Tomorrow i am going to recieve back my results and i am practically scared to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This determins my life and death man. THIS IS IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy i can't wait for you to open chalet. Get out of my scruffy house and spend time with you and others! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thy kisses so sweet ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou art of tinsalot ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it thy come by ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i resume to wait and watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-1456757305204379215?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/1456757305204379215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=1456757305204379215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/1456757305204379215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/1456757305204379215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-filled-with-envy-for-those-who-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-1152407852953207193</id><published>2007-10-05T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T03:54:55.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so outdated LOL. i now then realise bleach so nice to watch. WAAAA i become dam addicted to it already can. SO NICE LOR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like ichigo when he starts destroying the hollows. WOOO thats like so cool can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WA. THERES THIS HOTTIE. USUHARA OMG. that store keeper. with the green hat. When he takes off his hat he becomes dam hot. fell in love with his hottie self when watching the show. aiya so cute laaaa. :D i love his sword. BENIHIME~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya now currently stuck at episode 28. i watched from yesterday. I sick the whole day nothing to do so i actually watched anime until can die HAHA. So no life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Yep.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day. Still thinking of him. Was glad i could sms already. Took the courage. dunno why i so shy. *face turns beet root red* . =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss bunkers. I wish we could all go back to those times. where there was fun laughter joy. But its exams.. That keeps us really far apart. Which i feel really weird.. without them. i thought those moments could really last forever. but many bunkers nowedays are either studying or nowhere to be found. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as he is happy. I have nothing to worry about &lt;3 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-1152407852953207193?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/1152407852953207193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=1152407852953207193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/1152407852953207193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/1152407852953207193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-so-outdated-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-3600856083693070059</id><published>2007-10-02T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T03:39:44.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm such a weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching romeo and juliet. LOL dam touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo looks at her at the tower. And gazes at her inner beauty. But shes beautiful on the outside too la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks down and accepts his bravery, and that they want to be together forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow white :)&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping beauty xD&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these three has happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they all ended with a kiss HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. why am i saying it now? what happens to unrequitted love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it minor or is the maximum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i will not give up. Something that i hold so dear to.&lt;br /&gt;That i would look at no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will protect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sry klaiz kor kor for the misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-3600856083693070059?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/3600856083693070059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=3600856083693070059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/3600856083693070059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/3600856083693070059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-such-weirdo.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-2191079222601985336</id><published>2007-10-01T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T06:04:11.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aiya today was a dam pissing day can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to arcade beside bunk. Z_Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA. now i start talking to shawn more HAHA. he super funny can. And then super funny la .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY AND I FINALLY SAW MIKA LOL. eeyer he keeps calling me laopo laopo LOL. aiya go find another girl la HAHAHA. Okay la he looks cuter HAHA. his hair nicely dyed and styled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN YAY. piggy and tong tong came. LT TOO. Missed all that bunch. AND I SAW CUTEH BOBBY LOL. poor thing he got cut on his face ): LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya and klaiz. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want people to not trust you. PLEASE. keep promises. you have broken it yet again and again. You tell me who won't angry? You know as mei mei right, I confirm sure happy to see my kor kor wad. Then you like that. Thanks la. My trust for you has gone down the drain liao. Until you seriously prove how trustworthy you are right i don't think theres a point asking you to meet all of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the phone say i will do i will do. Wth sia. Seriously you don't do it you tell me who won't pissed? somemore never apologise. bo xim dunno how to reply message. you good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least not so bad today ba. Wasn't alone. Got mika, shawn, and justin kor kor to pei me. and piggy and tong tong and LT. hee :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ya i met some new drummers. wa and DDRERS. super cool can. all so pro :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy ending? will i ever get it? and i miss you every single day. every single night. My love for you is like a strong bond. And i can't ignore it. i just can't..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate jerks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-2191079222601985336?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/2191079222601985336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=2191079222601985336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/2191079222601985336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/2191079222601985336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/10/aiya-today-was-dam-pissing-day-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-7250038269982441466</id><published>2007-09-29T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T05:38:42.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was fun. I met new bunkers :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were the weirdest bunch but quite fun bunch for the day. Heh. Isn't that cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the first time i started talking to daze and dreamiie really alot. o.o Because we usually don't communicate. And we don't really talk much. And we just usually said HI. and BYE. and stuff :D and smile and wave. sigh haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was super funny. Dreamiie and daze and some of her friends who were tending the stalls was super cool okay.we had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLOUUUUURRRR WAR! WOOOOOO FLOUR WAR WAS SUPER FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they had dunking, and RODEO LOL. and lots and lots of food. :333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was heaven i tell you x3333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay BACK TO FLOUR WAR. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my shirt and pants were full of flour. My hair was full of flour. My face was full of flour. It was the most flouriest day of the year man. And Melting was like with daze at the stall. And he was an idiot cos he won that big biggy yellow elephant :(( so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we flour him like siao. He dress so nice then we play and put flour on him, plus he had his hair styled so nicely HAHA. he look like ahgong :x after we floured LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like an ahma la. and stuff. I tell you wearing my school clothing is the most unglam moment of my life please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then later i went to the fish stall. zomg. i tell you i caught ikan billis. I wanted to go home and fry for my NEIGHBOUR's cat. LOL. that was super stupid and lame i tell you. :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay today was really exciting. AND MONDAY NO SCHOOL. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE &lt;3 Mrs Lee granted the holiday and Declared we get it on MONDAY. SO COOOL MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And how i wished so hard for you to be mine, maybe hope is there. Maybe it will come one day. Will i have the same luck as my cousin did? She has her happy ever after ending. :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will mine come soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-7250038269982441466?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/7250038269982441466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=7250038269982441466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/7250038269982441466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/7250038269982441466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-3226919536678833622</id><published>2007-09-28T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T03:32:16.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been afew days ler since i last saw him. :D but its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had school rehersal CCA la. aiyo so sian :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I really nothing much to talk today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS MY SCHOOL FUNFAIR YAY. everybody is welcome to come :)) =D just as long as you know where it is HEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see you again.    Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-3226919536678833622?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/3226919536678833622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=3226919536678833622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/3226919536678833622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/3226919536678833622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/sigh-d-its-been-afew-days-ler-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-1761925987108613703</id><published>2007-09-27T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T08:42:32.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh. i waited till 6+ in the morning. But yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't come online . x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its okay. Haha i caught the fever ler. Doctor say cos i lack of sleep. But its okay. Waiting all night for someone i love, is as good as sweet things whispered into your ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temperature currently : 38 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so bad ba. and i'm coughing alittle to hehe :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as said, sicknesses are not important even if you are in love. And i can't seem to help it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i guess. i'm love sick. &lt;3 Theres no turning back. My heart has only pointed to that direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i plan, to follow my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which leads directly to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight i'm going to wait again. I don't really care about my fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of him day and night brings the shivers and pains away. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-1761925987108613703?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/1761925987108613703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=1761925987108613703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/1761925987108613703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/1761925987108613703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-272194020614225874</id><published>2007-09-26T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T04:33:17.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and i just look from a distance far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to see someone's happiness, is good enough for everyone else. including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm waiting for Er Zhuo Ju Zhi Wen 2 to come out x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_- whats with me nowedays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loving someone this much has never crossed my path. I even love someone more than Cheng wei. Thank goodness all those years.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what. I will be patient. And just.   wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quietly. Making friendly approaches..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-272194020614225874?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/272194020614225874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=272194020614225874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/272194020614225874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/272194020614225874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-i-just-look-from-distance-far-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-1103429067007588916</id><published>2007-09-25T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T20:54:07.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been afew days already. And i still think of him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it is not possible, i seriously won't mind waiting, even waiting between the period where i still ahve my o levels and N levels. I really don't care whether it is never possible. A person's happiness always comes first. IT ALWAYS COMES FIRST. As long as he is happy, nothing else matters just to see him laugh or smile . It will really bring a melt to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be fully matured thinking about relationships, But nothing stops me when i really love someone. This is really the limit. I have reached to the point of "my heart has nobody else i love in it except him" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even some people told me it wasn't worth it, and or that we don't pei. But i don't care, Because true love never stops me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time of my life i have ever been to say out everything i really feel.And infront of many people who sees this blog. It is really challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats faster than ever everytime i think and look. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so. Because i really love you. Thats why its so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its never a great thing to trifile with a girl's heart. And when a girl is serious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is always serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-1103429067007588916?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/1103429067007588916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=1103429067007588916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/1103429067007588916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/1103429067007588916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-been-afew-days-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-1567164902506923359</id><published>2007-09-25T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T08:53:03.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU ALL SERIOUSLY JUST DON"T UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE SECOND TIME OF MY LIFE I HAVE EVER FELT MY HEART BEAT SO FAST.DO YOU KNOW THAT I KNEW IT WAS SOMETHING SPECIAL. SOMETHING I HAVE NEVER FELT FOR A LONG TIME. YOU TELLING ME I WAS CHILIDSH ABOUT RELATIONSHIPS. YES I HAVE ADMITTED MYSELF I KNOW I"M CHLIDSH. BUT I'M SORRY. I"M SORRY FOR HURTING YOU. I"M SORRY FOR DOING ALL THE STUPID THINGS. NOW I KNOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN SCHOOL I KEPT THINKING ABOUT HIM. KEPT THINKING WHAT ARE THE FUNNIEST THINGS ABOUT HIM. WILFRED TELL ME HE GONG GONG RIGHT. I LIKE IT COS IT WAS CUTE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID NOT CARE AT ALL IF HE WAS SOMEONE HANDSOME OR WHATEVER OR CUTE. I REALISED I LIKE HIM BECAUSE WHEN I WAS NEAR HIM, MY HEART BEATED REALLY FAST, IT HAS NEVER BEATED THAT FAST BEFORE. NOT EVER SINCE MY FIRST EX. NEVER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YES I LIKED HIM THAT PERIOD WHEN I WAS 10 YEARS OLD, FROM THAT PERIOD I LOOKED UP TO HIM AS AN IDOL. I LOOKED UP TO HIM AS AN IDOL AND FEELINGS DEVELOPED. NOW YOU KNOW WHY SINCE TEN YEARS OLD LIAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE FELT LIKE SOMEONE SPECIAL TO ME. I DON"T KNOW WHY. I JUST DON'T. I AM JUST SAYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS HE EVER OR WILLING TO LET ME FIND OUT WHETHER IT IS TRUE LOVE? BECAUSE RIGHT NOW. I LOVE HIM REALLY BADLY THAT I THINKING OF HIM SINCE THE DAY I SAW HIM. IS IT LOVE? IT CANNOT BE A CRUSH BECAUSE IT HAS NEVER HAPPENED TO ME BEFORE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELLING FROM MY HEART.. WHY DOES IT BEAT SO FAST. WHY. I WANNA KNOW WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO I THINK OF HIM FROM THE DAY I SAW HIM UNTIL NOW. &lt;br /&gt;CAN"T STOP TALKING ABOUT HIM&lt;br /&gt;CAN"T STOP PICTURING HIM IN MY MIND?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK. HAVE I EVER BEEN THIS PASSIONATE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I AM WRITING A POST SO DEVOTED THAT I HAVE NEVER DONE IT IN MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND Cheng wei,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look here for 5 years. 5 years back. you never realised how much i loved you? you never did. we got together for a week and just broke off. is that what you called saying that you love me so badly that you need me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look. you never granted me happiness. and you never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.. just can't stop thinking. my heart can't stop beating that fast. is there really something wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for listening to my phone call. thank you for the advice. but i guess it may not be the same. my feelings will never change till the day he gets married. I SHALL PROVE IT. I SAY SOMETHING LIKE THIS AND I WILL PROVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCE FOR LIFE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-1567164902506923359?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/1567164902506923359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=1567164902506923359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/1567164902506923359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/1567164902506923359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-all-seriously-just-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-6354794984669627626</id><published>2007-09-20T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T00:08:26.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. Now we are doing our innovation week project. Nikki Irina Shi ying Marianne are at my house now so its like dam fun la. We just ate macdonalds awhile ago. So Its cool la. But they forogot to help me clean up HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we are currently doing our project, Making our model and doing our proposals. So its quite a good day ba. Nice weather nice everything. Z_Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday going to be another day. HAHA. OKAY SEE YOU PIGGY DARLING x333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-6354794984669627626?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/6354794984669627626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=6354794984669627626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/6354794984669627626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/6354794984669627626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-8900586594085550532</id><published>2007-09-19T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T06:51:49.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOHOOOOOOOO LAST DAY OF EXAM LER. BIOLOGY WAS NOT THAT HARD. hope can pass ba :)) heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! and after that i went out with IRINA , YI TING, and PHILA. LOL. they actually quite funny people la. HAHA .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay first cos i was suppose to make my IC.(which in the end i decided to make tomorrow instead.) And it was dam funny i bought the tickets, then they suddenly come. HAHA i was the only one who dressed outside clothes at first. then later they went to change. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay we went to watch this movie. NO RESERVATIONS. actually quite cool leh. Okay but before i explain the movie we shall talk about the noise that YI TING and PHILA MAKES. so dam loud can. even the advertisment noise cannot beat their loudness. Me and IRINA just laugh and laugh at the show also. YI TING, who claims she dam innocent, (because she is not exposed to things such as HOMOSEXUAL, frenchkiss, and ya all the sexual stuff la.) SO its dam funny. whenever the show got kissing part, she looks into her popcorn box. dam funny me and irina laughing like pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay yup, after that they had to go back, and i stayed awhile longer. So then i went to level my DDR card for awhile. then after that JUSTIN KOR AND ERICA DARLING CAME. weeee &lt;333 okay then was dam happy. justin is dam omg. which he is la. But his foot is extreme power. i dun care i must train too. wtf his card was like LEVEL 142. This shows how much he chiongs, While mine is a pathetic level 5 _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and i saw kershaw. Din say much. just a tap and a hello. Hope we can start talking as friends again soon. z_z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEE KLAIZ YOU IDIOT YOU NEVER COME. I WAN SEE YOU DDR LEH. HAHA. THIS SATURDAY U BETTER GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. And at the arcade was also this guy. i can't rmb his name. (due to the *because i never asked him for his name* gesture. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dam funny. He kept giving weird faces. Then erica darling say his ddr very pro. Okay ba i never see him dance before so i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya he had his drummer friends. Dam pro please. they started hitting the pads dam fast even my brain cells cannot catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. thats all. after that went home. tomorrow irina nikki SHI YING and MARIANNE&lt;br /&gt;coming to my house to do our innovation week project. and cb la i must wake up so early to go make my ic. dam weird please. 8am it opesn. aiya better to go earlier la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY THIS SAT i am going for REGGAE CLASS. confirmed liao. and maybe hip hop too. :33 See my money la. O SCHOOL IS THE LOVE. and Ryan is my idol. because his street jazz is dam power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY LOVE ALL. friends that still taking exams all jiayou okays. Will be praying for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-8900586594085550532?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/8900586594085550532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=8900586594085550532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/8900586594085550532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/8900586594085550532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/wohoooooooo-last-day-of-exam-ler.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-3255650497454466514</id><published>2007-09-12T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T06:23:51.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYOYOYO. I TELL YOU ALL SUMTHING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOCIAL STUDIES SUCK BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my hand just died thanks alot la SOCIAL STUDIES. I did the source based questions until can die okay -_-. Stupid got Source A B C D E wtf nia. Who actually makes so many of this sources. Wth grow up this use for my work? eat shit la TEST PAPERS. _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL =P not very interesting today. Went home with Illysa and Hazel. Z_Z bumpy ride home. Who cares they are a fun bunch. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAN CAO YOU ABANDONED YOUR MEI. T_T and YOU. call at 12 am at night when i was doing nothing but watching my anime. HAHA =p THAT WAS DUMB =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KLAIZ JUST FASTER GO MAKE CHALET LA. =x I WAN GO TON. i hate my house. ROAR. ROAR ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas wish : accompany me in my "LETS BURN DOWN THE SCHOOL EXAM PAPERS THEME".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-3255650497454466514?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/3255650497454466514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=3255650497454466514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/3255650497454466514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/3255650497454466514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/yoyoyoyoyo.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-6910996765266466923</id><published>2007-09-11T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T02:32:05.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. Tests suck. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO GOING TO FAIL GEOGRAPHY. UGH. I HATE YOU MISS TESSA TAN. HAHA. wth. she lied to the whole class. ROAR. and she could still smile and snicker at me and cheryl la.&lt;br /&gt;ROAR. THAT MISS TAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it. its not your fault. Nothing is your fault. You always claim so that way.Yeah you need time to calm down.And i dunno ler. I am still confused as it is. Its your life. So its up to you to do what you want. I can't stop you anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JONAS YAY YOU. TY FOR SINGING 5 DIFFERENT TONES FOR MY BIRTHDAY YTD. :D it was cute okay i was about to post the BURPING ONE. LOL. That was seriously funny. =x THANKS JONAS :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry. But no matter what now, I will be single until i really find out what my heart really wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIGGY I LOVE YOU LOADS. FRIENDS FORVER OKAY? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TESTS SUCK. I HATE MY SCHOOL. TO HELL WITH THE SCHOOL. BURN THE SCHOOL DOWN I WONT MIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-6910996765266466923?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/6910996765266466923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=6910996765266466923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/6910996765266466923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/6910996765266466923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-1512941587642162122</id><published>2007-09-10T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T02:29:15.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh great i just had my test today. First day of test :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY WHAT THE FUCK. you dun deny anymore. I thought i can trust you. I Thought you were a good guy. I take everything back. You said you trust me. You said you will no matter what happens. Now you say you LIKE PIGGY. And please i won't get angry with piggy over this. Because this shows your true colours. Whats the point of you waiting for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this day you can jolly well stop waiting liao. I dun wan relationships anymore. because it all SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no matter what piggy will forever be my darling.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMON TESTS SUCK&lt;br /&gt;RELATIONSHIPS SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-1512941587642162122?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/1512941587642162122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=1512941587642162122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/1512941587642162122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/1512941587642162122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-great-i-just-had-my-test-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-7269201566013806194</id><published>2007-09-09T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T07:04:36.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone.. Today is my BIRTHDAY. i am so happy thank you all those who i recieved your wishes. They will never be forgotten. I am so happy.. Thank you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i watched HSM2. its the bomb seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you are the music in me. LOL. i tried singing it while playing the piano. OMG IT WAS LIKE MY HEART WAS MELTING. cos i keep thinking of Vanessa and Zac keeps singing it my heart just melts. Sharpay is becoming funnier more retarded and prettier la. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say today ba. Thank you everyone. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na... Na na na na... Yeah... You are the music in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-7269201566013806194?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/7269201566013806194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=7269201566013806194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/7269201566013806194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/7269201566013806194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-7019069324329136505</id><published>2007-09-08T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T04:24:31.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello EARTHLINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am going to explain what my friend experimented on me the past few days ever since her birthday chalet october 2006. LOL. thats 1 year ago =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number one. What girls become when they are drunk. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They become victims. But i wasn't one. My friends were the victims instead.&lt;/strong&gt; i became what they named me a &lt;em&gt;KISSING MONSTER.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) When drinking too much vodka. You will become very horny. Thats after if you are drunk and decide to drink somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't become horny, The others became horny instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg last year was the most embarrassing day of my life la. I didn't even realise what i was doing so now all my friends usually prevent me from become the &lt;strong&gt;WORST KISSING MONSTER YOU HAVE EVER SEEN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this was what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;The 12 funniest things that happen at a chalet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The whole chalet was almost a drunk house.&lt;br /&gt;2) only 3 of my friends were not drunk.&lt;br /&gt;3) I was the worst one there.&lt;br /&gt;4) i started kissing everybody i SEE.&lt;br /&gt;5) everyone paniced and became horny.&lt;br /&gt;6) this was reported by Geena Dylan my good friend.&lt;br /&gt;7) she threw us into the swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;8) i fell asleep right after that.&lt;br /&gt;9)then she threw the rest into the swimming pool. LOL (it was dam funny too bad i couldn't show you. Cos someone told me to keep the pictures a secret.)&lt;br /&gt;10) The next thing i woke up in the morning i was drenched.&lt;br /&gt;11) everyone was on the floor like they have died.&lt;br /&gt;12) the worst thing was everyone was laughing (including me) after we realised wha happened last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. HELLO ALL GEENA DYLAN HERE. i am KAYA's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now WARNING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you ever invite kaya to the chalet. You will either have 2 emotional displays. either your HORNY. or your OMG.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING. SHES A KISSING MONSTER AS STATED. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay she has stated heer facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-7019069324329136505?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/7019069324329136505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=7019069324329136505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/7019069324329136505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/7019069324329136505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-earthlings.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-2346252068825826493</id><published>2007-09-07T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T00:34:31.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone :D okay okay hmm. I WENT TO THE CHALET of KERRROOOOONNN. roar roar roar. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES HE IS A NICE GUY. and has tickling powers just like KERSHAW. ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then we all had alot of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't rmb alot cos i think i was alittle bit giddy giddy ba. Anyway, i rmb the worst thing. I SAW JIAN CAO DOING SOMETHING AND SOMETHING HE HAS I SHOULDN"T HAVE SEEN. I AM SUCH A BAKA. ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Kershaw dear, I'm really sorry for jumping into the conclusions la.. i really shouldn't said we be together first ba.. because we just recently know each other.. so i guess.. i am still a childish childish girl at relationships.. and i still don't know how to take it seriously.. &lt;strong&gt;i'm really sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i guess i still don't know how to really treasure a relationship.. but i'm glad you really said all those, it makes you so honest about how you feel.. and its hard to find a guy like you who is so serious about relationships.. I'm really glad to know someone like you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW. KERSHAW AND I ARE GREAT FRIENDS. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;Eeeyer you called me baka on the phone again T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Erica darling, Piggy darling and klaiz kor for consoling me when i was messed up with my feelings. I'm really glad i knew all of you.. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you wait, For one day i will realise how i &lt;strong&gt;TRUELY&lt;/strong&gt; feel. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-2346252068825826493?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/2346252068825826493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=2346252068825826493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/2346252068825826493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/2346252068825826493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-everyone-d-okay-okay-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-5616526657674541716</id><published>2007-09-04T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T02:35:23.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO TODAY I WENT TO BUNK AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;And i went to the national library to study. weeee :D it was a good place to study i recommend everyone.x33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY YUP. i actually waited for klaiz and kershaw for 2 HOURS. _|_ LOL. stupid klaiz bathe then go back to sleep. dunno about kershaw o.o OKAY ANYWAY i went to choing ddr for abit. then become level 4. wtf so little only. i see justin kor kor the level 62. nabei cheebye LOL. so high. T_T anyway i met this girl. her name is EMIKO. Shes dam pro at ddr omg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then okay i actually played more of pump it up that day. OKAY I MANAGED TO DO THE FAST TURN TURN YAY &lt;3 but in the end i forgot to turn the other direction. Quite stupid of me la. HAHA. :DDD i'm clumsy. HEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH then around 2 plus like that i went to meet clement and Jillson and said HIEEEE TO THEM. jillson blehed at my blue contacts. YOU ASSS D: anyway, theres this other friend of theirs i can't rmb his name. i Said hi to him too. wow. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND i met afew of ERICA DARLING's new friends. i think they are really nice. :DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay another thing was, XIAOFIRE AKA SHAWN. DD_XIAORIYA AKA KLAIZ. AND CND-HEARTZ AKA KERSHAW. this three idiots keep tickling me. which was like WTH T____T . I have this bad weakness for tickles can AND KERSHAW TICKLED ME THE MOST. YOU ASS LA ROAR ROAR ROAR ROAR :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay nothing much la. Then klaiz and kershaw pei me on mrt. WE STARTED DRAWING STUPID THINGS ON MY NOTEBOOK. LOL.Then kerhsaw and klaiz kept di siao and tickle me again. -_- zzzz.... okay whatever LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of what happened to you and why you deserve it,&lt;br /&gt;Was all because you really &lt;strong&gt;ASKED FOR IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy i miss O school D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-5616526657674541716?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/5616526657674541716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=5616526657674541716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/5616526657674541716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/5616526657674541716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-today-i-went-to-bunk-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-4615326801668757044</id><published>2007-09-01T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T21:45:47.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ayeee nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday went to bunk saw piggy phantom and TONG TONG :D HAHA. shes teehee such a cutie. Yeah and alot more can't rmb whooo x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to LAN at evolution. first time go there. o.o thought we were going to parklane limau. :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later went back to bunk and chiong pump it up. WOOOO justin kor and erica darling was there. :D and piggy and justin and likethat taught me how to play the *TURN TURN TURN* anyway the turn turn thing was that 2 songs one fast turn turn and a slow turn turn. STILL LEARNING THE FAST TURN TURN HAHA. anyway its part of a song ba. the slow turn turn sounded like V3 in O2jam. The fast one i dunno o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later i saw someone that i shouldn't have saw and seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS OXY. okay his hair grew long, and his face is dao dao one. i smile then he dao dao face. AGREEING with piggy's post.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           You said it was my fault, &lt;br /&gt;                  You only know how to push the blame on other,&lt;br /&gt;                 You don't know how to respect how others feel,&lt;br /&gt;                And you make me have a bad impression on you.&lt;br /&gt;                 And i am not sad to say that you,&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;strong&gt;DESERVED IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-4615326801668757044?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/4615326801668757044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=4615326801668757044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/4615326801668757044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/4615326801668757044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/09/ayeee-nothing-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-2231024192367690838</id><published>2007-08-30T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T00:34:52.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone x33 Okay today was hmm not that boring in school.Well was taking care of th Elderly today. Wow, i never thought actually when i look at them, they were really very youthful.They could still play all the games.It was really a pleasant sight to see them still healthy and youthful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, We are going to be like that someday hey? So i guess:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wish to be as youthful as them when we grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather not being healthy, And get dieases all the time. Its really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was seriously tiring ba. because had to move around up and down up and down like a siao geena. but it was worth it. I do think the Elderly were a fun bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had to take care of the Tampanies one.(dunno if thats spelt right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were others like whompa,Yishun,and Hougang. wow it was really fantastic there was one elderly that nearly whacked my face because she swinged her hand in the vast of anger. it was so scary TT..  And i met Miss Liew today at the GYM again. haha she was like *WA you look so aunty* i was omg ya i know because i wore the HOUSE TEEESHIRT and my berms. make me look so aunty.She was right la i admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my exams are really around the corner, and i'm scared to death.I am scared my brain will get stress. and WTF, my timetable is some gay bitching table okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 periods chinese in a day&lt;br /&gt;10 periods english in a day&lt;br /&gt;6 over periods of maths in a day&lt;br /&gt;6 + 6 of Chem and bio in a day&lt;br /&gt;and food and nutrition 4 periods in a day.&lt;br /&gt;But it was over a suspense of monday to friday la but wtf its still crazy.&lt;br /&gt;And i have to go back after my school holidays for 2 weeks for extra lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Screw secondary 4 exams la. nb i must SKIP N levels la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i have nothing much to talk about today ba, and i'm a little tired later going to have tuition. wa just die la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good to be young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-2231024192367690838?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/2231024192367690838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=2231024192367690838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/2231024192367690838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/2231024192367690838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/08/hi-everyone-x33-okay-today-was-hmm-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-4113395860818051097</id><published>2007-08-28T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T06:16:40.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone sorry for not posting for so long again. Oh well seriously this whole week has been like so boring can.OH but something brightened my day.x33 i watched Hana kimi (JAPAN). I saw this hot guy Called NAKATSU SUICHI. he is hot stuff please. if u wanna know how he looks like he is on my friendster heehee. anyway yes its like won't you wish for a guy like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like he is HOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is COOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he is a SOCCER PLAYER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he has like 8 pacs. omfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that he is so retarded that u find him so adorable  x33!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that u wanna just be with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness thats a perfect guy.And a simple girl like me can never have him.&lt;br /&gt;(maybe A simple girl like me can. but whoa its a whole fan world out there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LIKE I"LL FOLLOW HIBARI. and go on a "AIR DATE" with him. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;He seriously is dam adorable. he wore panties on his head. thats so cute please. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ah, well i have been going to the school gym lately. Toning my legs so it benefits dancing.Well its great to excersise. Wowee the Gym is free btw. School Gym not so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the school Cafe is opening soon. Well the school looks much better than last time well i can say. I imagined my Secondary 1 camp. God. insects everywhere. and the classroom was dirty like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well secondary 3 camp was more memorable.was quite happy though. But yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have one thing to say. (I seriously am starting to hate the school.No offence but yeah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres alot of people i don't really like in the school because of their irritating attitude problems. They think being big is the best thing. Like some of those irritating Secondary 1s. Please la, Your my junior so what. Please think properly before u scold the right person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You not happy, ONE on ONE with me anytime. I'm free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i miss bunk people. :(( because i've not seen them for almost a month, espically those that are really close to me. :( oh well because my end of years are like coming? so i can't really spend much time with them during that period.But after 19 september YUP. i can go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limau i'm still mapling. Loove Moo Moo lover and Bun Bun lover and Horo Lover. &lt;3 you three really brighten up my dull maple life. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(Can't wait to see moo moo lover soon x33)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, i've been trying to be really healthy recently. Guess what i do everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS I DID:&lt;br /&gt;-Eat really loads of vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;-Drink lots of milk.&lt;br /&gt;-Drink alot of water.&lt;br /&gt;-Excersise every single damn day.&lt;br /&gt;-Stretch like some monkey in my own room for flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;-Dancing Street Jazz.&lt;br /&gt;-Planning to go Yoga lessons.&lt;br /&gt;-DDR for straight whole 16 games last Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;-Lost 1 Kg, now my weight is 48 ^^(its acceptable weight.)&lt;br /&gt;-Grew an Inch, i'm 166 inches now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;-Thinking of Marrying Nakatsu SUICHI And dream of him all night. ( real name Ikuta Toma.)&lt;br /&gt;-Limit my craving for chips.&lt;br /&gt;-Bought a new ZARA top. With green strips. Its a tunic btw. ;D&lt;br /&gt;-costed me 78 dollars _|_&lt;br /&gt;-Practiced Jrock singing with Maru-san.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all i guess. :D&lt;br /&gt;Going to the Gym tomorrow at 9.20. haha my break time :D going to go run the treadmill. HEE:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance For Life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-4113395860818051097?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/4113395860818051097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=4113395860818051097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/4113395860818051097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/4113395860818051097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/08/hi-everyone-sorry-for-not-posting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-955905407818539893</id><published>2007-08-23T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T18:58:30.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEllo i'm back to blogging. I was wondering where everyone went in my house yesterday. I think it was because i think that everyone WENT MOUT FOR DINNER. and i was like NOOOOOO cos i coulodn't eat dinnmer and i was like so hungry please/. OMG la what do you all think if you do not get anything to eart at home?And oi tell you all something, the worst thing that can happen is that i couldn't cook anything cos there was nothing in the house that was cookable. it was all dry stores. omg i tell you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ysterday i was at Compass point. Thank you Julie darling for giving me a lift to Kovan so i could take the MRT down to SengKang. OMG I TELL YOU. i actually was dumb to tell meiyi that i was going to compass. SOMEMORE JARON AND SOME OTHER GUY was with her. WA they say they wan come meet me then i was like NUUUUUU omg cos i look so weird in mky school uniform. and btw all the new norhtvista friends i met has never seen me in my outgoing clothes before. SO its so dumb la HEHE. and the worst thing was i couldn't even wear my outgoing clothes because i was always in my school uni and i tell you arh i only went out with emmy poo jillson and clement and the rest in my school uni and home clothes before so its like WTH i look retarded now. HAHA THEN later i met this 2 new girls. JASMINE AND JESSIE. WOW i was tricked well by them man. BUT who cares they are like so cool. OO and Jacklyn had these 2 new friends, both so tall ._. and yeah one of them looked cute. QUITE HOT ALSO NEH. but they were mean cos everything i said that was wrong they would ARM CHIO. is that how its spelt? GAH GAH so sian anyway then we actually sat outside this area called KONG KONG. wow i didn't even realised where that name came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ba I'm running on lose time so i won't talk much today so i am going for my chinese lesson now so everyone BYE BYE.! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COUNTING DOWN 16 DAYS TO MY BDAE. YE BABEH. x33333 9 SEP &lt;333IS THE LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY TAKE CARE ALL &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;KAYA &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-955905407818539893?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/955905407818539893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=955905407818539893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/955905407818539893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/955905407818539893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-im-back-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-6078450347087308566</id><published>2007-08-16T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T19:50:07.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIEEEE everyone i'm back. sorry for not posting for so long because i was busy all these while. anyway yup exams are here and i am current now studying hahaha. xD and guess what. my end of years are like YOU KNOW. 10 sep to 19 sep. AND GUESS what my birthday is coming soon! 9 september!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; YAY. :DDD and btw i think maybe i'll celebrate with bunk people because i maybe going to connect birthdays with Jonas and Harris and Keith. :D that way then we can celebrate it all together. And ya school has been really boring recently so like everything is boring la. XDD yay. and i am going to buy new stuff soon again once i get my allowance soon. boo hoo D: no allowance = means no clothes. T.T anyway yeah school computers suck. I LOVE U SAMZY YOU SEXY. :D like we always talk about sexiness la. your sexier than me la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh and yes theres more to talk about. Yesterday it was the first time i met EMILY! WHICH IS MY EMMY POO. :D she rocks my life okay? she seriously is dam pretty. and shes half chinese and american. omg thats cool right?Yes and she was with Jean darling &lt;3 jeanie i miss you loads now i finally see you again my mood suddenly changed happier okay? you also rock my life too. I'm loving you always la. XD and yup later on Jonas came. We all sat at Macs to eat. Yeah Whites sands became so upgraded now. Macs became Mac Cafe laaa. :D coolness right. And then later yea. I later on saw Jillson and Clement. LOL i was so blur that when i look to the back, THEN I SAW THEM. i mistaken them because of their height. i thought clement was the shortie end up it was jillson la. haha Anyway dun worry jillson is cute so being short doesn't matter la. Haha it was a dam fun day please. Also quite boring la. cos we kept walking around white sands like idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; haha anyway i went to the arcade to DDR. OMG AND I FINALLY PASSED MAX 300 EXPERT. WOOT. but it was like how much bar left? it was danger. then before can die i pass liao. OH WELL theres room for improvement la. :D And YESSS. MOO MOO and i were like having a bad situation 1 week ago cos his poor doggie passed on and my HAMSTERS DIED. NO. WTF. ITS LIKE.. POOPIE AND SNUBBIE WERE HUSBAND AND WIFE. i even gave them a stupid wedding ceremony for HAMSTERS. LIKE WTF? and i told Danny about it and he was like   "WTF! A WEDDING CEREMONY FOR HAMSTERS? U ARE NUTS BABE. U ARE SERIOUSLY NUTS". took it from msn messenger la. That stupid kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; lmao.anyway continuing from emmy poo jillson clement jeanie jonas part, we were like walking jonas and jeanie to the bus stop then later after that we went to the library to eat cheese cake.they made me their guinea pig. but who cares free taste for nice cake. the chocolate cheese cake tasted nicer than the pure one. seriously. then later emmy poo was like taking weird pictures of me. it was like SO UNGLAM LA. ZZZ wth man. then they all still can say cute. wth. i look weird its THEM who are cute. :D emmy was taking the library plant then we all started laughjing. it was seriously funny can. HAHA. okay then later i had to go home ler, so i was like telling them that i gtg but they wanted to walk me home. so i said nvm just walk me to the bus stop can ler. :DD then later, jillson was like, "she confirm run home la"&lt;br /&gt;okay. so yeah i did. ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM i ran like a rabbit. wait no a hamster. okay nvm. lol =x . OKAY THATS ALL FOR TODAY. i'll be updating more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ps: my links are not working properly so i am going to update that soon. OKAY DARLINGS? &lt;3 MUACKS ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and i'm still waiting..... long for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-6078450347087308566?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/6078450347087308566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=6078450347087308566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/6078450347087308566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/6078450347087308566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/08/hieeee-everyone-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-8319814298119074254</id><published>2007-07-31T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T04:51:46.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone XDD okay luh today was a boring day as usual. i wish it'd faster be the holidays luh &gt;_&lt; cos its like omg sooooooo far away. 19 SEPTEMEBER MY END OF YEARS EXAMS END. WEEEEE :D AINT WE LUCKY. and we have a funfair coming up on the 29th of september. ^^ oh dear its like such a busy day ba. anyway today morning i was abit sad luh. can't say but yeah someone first thing in the morning scolded me liao. not really scold la but ya la tell me this and that. can't reveal luh not fair to her later. anyway please la i care about our cca alot even though i just don't show it through my face okay.after what we been through you still think i heck care about it issit? please see properly first before you say. even thought i give that heck care attitude please see that in the hearts is then true you don't have to look on the outside just to see it but you can feel it ler.Anyway okay enough about that la, hais sad day. anyway then later omg i watched DEVIL WEARS PRADA AGAIN.That show was like sooo long ago but who cares its all about fashion in New York and Paris.Omg just look at their clothes la. So Glamarous. haha. What do i get for trying to be fashionable? = Priceless. zzz cheap clothes are the best luh.Not only cheap, but must have good quality and like can last long. So that way then its durable. Unlike for example if you buy TopShop clothes all the time you'll just only do it for the brand like omg la. one shirt can cost up to 70+ not that i won't buy it luh but it must really depend on the quality and stuff. yeah u get the point. D: Anyway i most probably going to celebrate my bdae with bunk people ba. Haha XD you guys see this post right? i'll celebrate it on 8th instead cos i'll be going out with my church friends for lunch or something on sunday 9th sep which is my actual birthday. Haha and Eugene is like so mean la. He wanted to give me a *birthday BASH*. thats like so mean he meant punching the cake on my face. please i'll do it before you do it on me -.- Oh and my overseas friend Yukimo san, she actually got me a bag from Germany because she said she was passing by. OMG T.T it was so nice luh next time i can show it to you all. SOOOO NICE OF her can. Yukimo san Watashiwa anata SKIIIIIIIII~ &lt;3 okay maybe alittle overreacting but yeah. LOVE HER LOADS OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright nothing much to say today.Now currently going off to eat my dinner &lt;3 CYA DARLINGS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look this way.. please.&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for you...no matter how long it takes. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-8319814298119074254?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/8319814298119074254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=8319814298119074254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/8319814298119074254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/8319814298119074254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/07/hi-everyone-xdd-okay-luh-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730516.post-3938839330178738641</id><published>2007-07-30T01:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T02:04:08.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEE HEE HEE. HI EVERYONE! yay first post for the day! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Okay lets talk about what happened on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I WENT TO BUNK! AS USUAL. D:&lt;br /&gt;anyway right i saw quite alot of people luh. So its dam fun.&lt;br /&gt;first was i saw the same bunkers like piggy and phantom and fate and&lt;br /&gt;silent and keith and OO lazy to name D:&lt;br /&gt;OKAY ANYWAY, when i saw silent, xiaofire was like with him. and u know what happened?&lt;br /&gt;FIRST THING : he come go MESS UP MY HAIR BEFORE I CAN SAY ANYTHING. LOL. cos last time i had a bad fight with him on the phone. But yay we both forgived each other! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Anyway then later on i saw klaiz and deviljas and JAMX &lt;3 and milo and alot more la lazy to name D: okay then right, the funny thing was everyone was hungry. so fate and the rest went to eat first because i was rushing maple with keith. SEE KIND SOUL HELP HIM LEVEL MA. &lt;3 anyway right, So i was like hungry, then deviljas and the others asked whether we want go eat. i said okay ma cos WAS HUNGRY WAD. :D and right, later SISTER COME. and oh btw sister is LELE :D she rocks my life la, anyway but she was abit du lan cos she see pumpkin. But later on they had a terrible fight and then later they felt better. OH thank goodness for that. &lt;3 love both loads. anyway after that i asked fate and keith to follow me to go meet them. cos i scared to go alone ma. D: only girl there. maybe got other girls but dunno where they were. o.o. then we went to the beside plaza sing. not IN plaza sing xD. i enter already right then first thing i saw was xiaofire and milo and klaiz and OH YA I FORGOT JUNHAO WAS THERE TOO! haha XD junhao is that dota pro who owned almost all at the lan shop last sat. =x so pro. SHI FUU T_T. he dam pro at spectre i tell you. omg la. okay anyway, later i sit down ler cos my legs dam pain. DDR too much ler, then i hungry so i stand up again and saw deviljas and OO YA KENSHIN TOO and another friend which i don't know =o. And i stole fries from Kenshin then deviljas ask me go buy my own. so mean la i only want take some right D:. Okay then later i sat down. Suddenly we started talking so funny la. Then we keep suaning klaiz he so poor thing there haha. PS KLAIZ. ^^ anyway he keeps saying that he going to watch movie with three girls la. ask me still pei you for what, you got three girls liao. LOL. anyway nobody in the end pei him watch cos harry POTTER AND THE ORDER OF PHEONIX SUCKS LA. keep cutting omg so noob the show _|_. okay then later i went to the counter with keith to buy stuff. Like i bought a drink and keith bought a 8 oz clam chowder soup. HAHA he eat also cute. :D anyway later i already abit tired so sit down. then junhao was hungry he stand up go and buy fries. then suddenly klaiz go seat near me beside me on my right. ya la you also may feel weird so i went to seat on his previous chair. i run there like some duck. omg. then they all started laughing. cos klaiz there abit du lan face liao. =x sry sry &gt;&lt; then later he move to xiaofire the place. haha then i go back my original. okay la to make the long story short, i became du lan after i scolded klaiz some japanese words. hate it when he shows the black face la. tmd _|_ then later on he apologised so i forgave lor. no point getting angry. zz we should all stay friends forever that way we won't have boundaries and keep getting war and scoldings at each other. haha okay then later paraed and paraed. OMG I SAW WENDY AND YIXIN. OMG I SO HAPPY LOR THAT DAY SOMEMORE YIXIN BDAE. OMG DARLING HAPPY BDAE AGAIN TO YOU. &lt;3 hee. okay la later on at night went to dota with the same group of people ba. i managed to owned alittle this time with a DOMINATING at least. omfg that was just pure luck. zz AHdi and DZQ was feeding la. but dun worry la dzq first time play so its okay. dunno about Ahdi though. haha okay la i'm going to go study already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20730516-3938839330178738641?l=theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/feeds/3938839330178738641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20730516&amp;postID=3938839330178738641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/3938839330178738641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20730516/posts/default/3938839330178738641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldcanbeboring.blogspot.com/2007/07/hee-hee-hee.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Bones</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxUsxyXQ07k/S8VonTQnPfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BYYPPDxd-p8/S220/IMG_0606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
