<?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-6064069</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:09:04.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>__bL@T@NtLy tW|$tEd__</title><subtitle type='html'>a brief peek into the life of a compulsive dreamer and born loser...--&gt;ME!&lt;--
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-108861949246553911</id><published>2004-07-01T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T02:18:12.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have MOVEDDD!!!! New Blog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/108861949246553911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/108861949246553911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108861949246553911' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107841388256337492</id><published>2004-03-04T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T23:27:42.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First things first.Leann,I know I've sorted things out over that matter thru sms yesterday but I still feel bad about it.Once again, I would like to apologise for giving you the wrong idea.You have been so patient and sympathetic when I shared my problems over the phone with you that day.I have ABSOLUTELY no reason to shoot back at you.In fact you will never know how grateful I am for helping me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107841388256337492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107841388256337492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107841388256337492' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107832655635584509</id><published>2004-03-03T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T23:12:15.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was quite good.This is the first in a verrrrry long time that I actually enjoyed myself quite much...although it also has resulted in leaving me really fatigued now.Celebrated Lieo Jiun's b'day at East Coast Park. For a guy like him, I wonder how he can actually 'stand' getting all sorts of girly stuff as his presents.eg.blossom ppg bolster and water bottle and I myself gave him a really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107832655635584509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107832655635584509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107832655635584509' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107821594886249392</id><published>2004-03-02T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T16:28:45.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the adverse effects of boredom...you are the "you suck, and that's sad"happy bunny. your truthful, but can be a bitbrutal. which happy bunny are you? brought to you by QuizillaYou're a Shot of Whiskey! What Type of Alcoholic Beverage Are You? brought to you by QuizillaYour Heart is Black What Color is Your Heart?  brought to you by QuizillaYour wings are BROKEN and tattered. You arean </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107821594886249392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107821594886249392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107821594886249392' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107807046071518246</id><published>2004-03-01T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T00:03:55.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Will be taking a hiatus from this for awhile until things get better. For now, I'm no longer able to express myself much anymore,especially about the way I feel now and how things are progressing. I will still update this whenever I feel the motivation to.But for now I really have no idea. Things seemto be getting worse, not better.Don't ask me to be optimistic cause I have learnt the hard way </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107807046071518246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107807046071518246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107807046071518246' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107789472018781182</id><published>2004-02-27T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T23:14:52.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wonder when will I ever be able to see the sunshine in my life again,when will I be able to jump and shout with joy like i used to in the past. All this seems so long ago.I'm literally losing touch with reality. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107789472018781182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107789472018781182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107789472018781182' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107753440442250694</id><published>2004-02-23T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T19:16:22.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the only one who doesn't get their facts right are both of you.You wanna know the only damn reason how both of you rose in status in st johns?I'll tell you why,the only damn thing that the both of you fuckers are good in issucking up and kissing peoples' asses.That's the only thing you both have that is outstanding from the rest of us. Other than that you both are just useless lumps of SHIT </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107753440442250694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107753440442250694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107753440442250694' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107753093231407666</id><published>2004-02-23T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T18:12:31.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>\\\I'm digging my way,yes I'm digging my way,I'm pushing to stay with something BETTERI'm sowing the seeds, I'm sowing the seeds I take for granted.This thorn in my side,this thorn in my side is from the tree,This thorn in my side is from the tree I planted.It tears me and I bleed.Caught under wheels roll I take the leech I'm bleeding meCan't stop to save my soulI take the leash that's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107753093231407666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107753093231407666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107753093231407666' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107693058135264962</id><published>2004-02-16T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T19:27:16.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My current 'theme' songWhere do I take this pain of mineI run but it stays right by my sideSo tear me open, pour me outThese things inside they scream and shoutAnd the pain still hates meSo hold me until it sleepsJust like a curse, just like a strayYou feed it once and now it staysNow it staysSo tear me open, but bewareTheres things inside without a careAnd the dirt still stains </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107693058135264962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107693058135264962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107693058135264962' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107692879329774601</id><published>2004-02-16T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T18:55:49.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This entry would probably be one of my more positive ones. I woke up in the morning feeling as shitty as usual and I scribbled the words 'I hate this place' on my desk. Inspite of all this however, I would daresay that today was quite a good day for me.PE this morning was super siong. We had to take turns running in groups around the 400m track like some sort of relay. As usual I couldn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107692879329774601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107692879329774601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107692879329774601' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107675956854662331</id><published>2004-02-14T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T20:00:26.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>betterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyouLOVE MYSELF BETTER THAN YOUbetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyouLOVE MYSELF BETTER THAN YOUbetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyoubetterthanyou</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107675956854662331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107675956854662331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107675956854662331' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107665215881776323</id><published>2004-02-13T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T14:05:11.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hopefully this is going to be the last time I ever skip school again. Not that I really want to but I don't know why I just can't help it. Hope you people won't get the wrong idea reading this and think I'm despo or anything but actually, although I try to show that I don't give a damn, I really do feel a little sad that I don't have a date today..Sigh...Why do you think I have always been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107665215881776323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107665215881776323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107665215881776323' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107658620319809204</id><published>2004-02-12T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T23:37:40.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm starting to lose the inspiration to update this...Things have been improving a little though I still lapse into my depressive moods.To add to the 'wonderful mood' it's V'day tml.WHee im so damn happy i could juz...nevermind forget it.My life has been perpetually fucked up by that asshole bitch. She has never once left me alone since the day I stepped into KC. Sometimes I really wonder how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107658620319809204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107658620319809204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107658620319809204' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107615036061396967</id><published>2004-02-07T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T18:41:44.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feel better now but got no motivation whatsoever to study.Haiz...and the facts don't seem to stay in my mind either.One problem after another.I really hope things will continue to improve.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107615036061396967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107615036061396967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107615036061396967' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107580954798731087</id><published>2004-02-03T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T20:01:26.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Title: Nothing Else MattersArtist: MetallicaAlbum: Black AlbumSo close no matter how farCouldn’t be much more from the heartForever trusting who we areAnd nothing else mattersNever opened myself this wayLife is ours, we live it our wayAll these words I don’t just sayAnd nothing else mattersTrust I seek and I find in youEvery day for us something newOpen mind for a different view</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107580954798731087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107580954798731087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107580954798731087' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107570811874239549</id><published>2004-02-02T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T16:08:42.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arghx...another shitty day of school tomorrow.Thankfully I'm finishing econs and I just need to revise through tingxie again.Doubt much of it stays in my mind. O wells...I'll just do my best.Don't really care much anymore.My twisted mindset has resulted in this. Peoples' happiness=my misery. I was dreading this to happen and now it really has come true. For now,I think the only solution to my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107570811874239549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107570811874239549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107570811874239549' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107556812368391519</id><published>2004-02-01T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T00:57:38.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I feel so strange. Just 2 days ago I experienced one of the darkest days of my life. I just felt so depressed that day although nothing happened to trigger off those feelings.I plan to write an excuse letter that tells my home tutor every reason why I 'ponned' sch that day.I can't keep up this lying any longer. I personally feel it's time I told her the truth and no,I am not seeking sympathy or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107556812368391519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107556812368391519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107556812368391519' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107530286692065761</id><published>2004-01-28T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T23:16:37.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well well well...i never knew this would actually happen.I try to be strong and yet i can't.probably this feeling is due to my emotional instability which has made me really edgy.i'm not looking for attention...yet i can't help but reproach myself on this.today,one of my frens  kinda went off with her new frens without me and didn't even bother asking.yeah...i know i didn't tell her that i was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107530286692065761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107530286692065761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107530286692065761' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-10751232189480932</id><published>2004-01-26T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T21:22:26.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what am i doing online now? supposed to be studying manz! haha well now waiting the photos Andrea is sending me now thru msn to download and it's really taking a looong time! dammit now she got d/c and there goes my photos...haix nvm.it's up again.hopefeully it dls fullly this time.oh ya ppl dun mind but could any of you probably pray for me that my drive and motivation to STUDY will return? I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/10751232189480932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/10751232189480932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#10751232189480932' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107494254026867470</id><published>2004-01-24T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T19:11:05.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>snatched this off someone's blog...x. name = phaedrex. birthday = 1 july 1987x. piercings = besides having stapled my own fingers...noPex. tattoos = fake ones counted?x. height = 163..although i tink im a little taller..x. shoe size = ???x. hair colour = blackx. length =  past the shoulderx. siblings = nt applicablex. pets = 1 cat and a chinchilla : )last...x. movie you rented = </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107494254026867470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107494254026867470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107494254026867470' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107494189398795624</id><published>2004-01-24T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T19:16:42.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just spoke to leann on the phone and boy do i feel better alreadY! (thx babe :-) ) It's great to speak to your old friends once in awhile.They really cheer you up! Leann,if you're reading this,I'd like to thank you again for hearing me out and being there.Luv ya loads ^_^Oh,and to cherie too,thx so much for tt email! :-)I appreciate it LOADSMan,I'm super-bored now...planned to go swimming </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107494189398795624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107494189398795624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107494189398795624' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107483804906138966</id><published>2004-01-23T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T14:09:32.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So far cny this year has been quite ok.All that visiting has made me momentarily forget all the troubles in my mind. It's a different matter now though.They have returned.I've just received an sms from one of my classmates asking whether we all want to go visit our econs teacher,Mdm Goh this Sun. My mind instantly went into a replay of the troubles again.Sigh.Im nt trying 2 blame anyone for this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107483804906138966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107483804906138966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107483804906138966' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107468117770593327</id><published>2004-01-21T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T18:38:03.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've added a phlogg a.ka. sms version of a blog.for more details go to Phlogger however it seems tt nth is being posted yet..haix</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107468117770593327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107468117770593327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107468117770593327' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107461075108693659</id><published>2004-01-20T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T23:01:10.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>S.I.C.Kstrangely dreading the arrival of tml morning though it's CNY eve...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107461075108693659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107461075108693659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107461075108693659' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107452998001715268</id><published>2004-01-20T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T23:50:16.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ponning sch.Can't keep up dis inane pantomine anymore.I can't be myself n dun believe i ever will.IM SICK AND TIRED of all the shit tt's piling on me.U all tink i was really happy? Hell,I NEVER was! It was juz a matter of time b4 the situation boiled over.I've been beaten 2 the very edge of my last resources.I nv wanted 2 tell the struggles im facing now 2 anyone..especially elaine.if ur reading </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107452998001715268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107452998001715268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107452998001715268' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107442779695046351</id><published>2004-01-18T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T20:14:24.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Artist:Puddle Of MuddAlbum:Life on DisplaySong Title:SydneySydney why'd you have to go and leave everybody behindHelp me cause I tink I've taken these emotionsthese emotions way too farBaby,you know that I'm sorry for everything I've ever doneI'm gonna set you freeSave me from slipping down my kness are bleeding I'm back on the ground,on the groundNo one will ever know what it's like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107442779695046351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107442779695046351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107442779695046351' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107426921611283893</id><published>2004-01-17T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T00:08:50.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Juz had a shower awhile ago.Came back @ arnd 10plus after an entire day of walking arnd w/ my classmates.I felt so lazy 2 change out of my uniform so slacked arnd 4 abt 20mins b4 i finally took a shower. I guess u all mite  be tinking how dirty im.LOLZ.Anyway,2day 11 of us comprising mainly of kc ppl and 4 of the guys went 2 catch Cheaper By the Dozen @ lido.I wld say tt the movie ain't tt bad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107426921611283893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107426921611283893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107426921611283893' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107416635507883833</id><published>2004-01-15T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T19:34:27.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel quite lazy 2 type much 2day so i shan't say so much. Basically i've joined 2 CCAs so far, Co-operative Society and Shooting Club.I REALLY REALLY hope i get into shooting! Wat im worried abt is the mcq test they gave us. The presentation b4 tt was like,super brief and sm of the qns asked were nt included in the presentation at all.The 'practical' test went pretty well.I managed 2 shoot 2 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107416635507883833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107416635507883833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107416635507883833' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107382055399357726</id><published>2004-01-11T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T19:29:34.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today: Went 2 church as usual, den went 2 take 6 photos 4 sch tml which apparently sucked.I tell u,im getting uglier as the yrs go by! &gt;_&lt;  After tt,went 2 my aunt's place in jurong 2 collect our CNY ngoh hiang.Planned 2 finish up my econs hmwrk when we came back bt i napped 4 an hr plus instead.Thankfully,it's finished now.Still gt 2 look thru/study the notes 2nite.Seems tt i can't really keep d</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107382055399357726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107382055399357726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107382055399357726' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107366351907016610</id><published>2004-01-09T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T23:52:18.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whoa I've actually lived thru the first week of JC. Im still finding it a little hard adapting completely though,bt nonetheless it's a little better den how i started. Been really drained the past few days so tt explains the lack of updates. Apparently I can't take chem as a private candidate 4 entry in2 local U so i've decided 2 pursue  psychology or political sci instead of microbiology.To </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107366351907016610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107366351907016610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107366351907016610' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107312251824378339</id><published>2004-01-03T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T17:35:36.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shattered...disillusioned...anguished...These r juz a few words tt describe how im feeling now. My greatest fear of this time has indeed come true after all.They denied me the chance 2 do science yet again. Nt only tt, i mite nt even b able 2 do the other combination of my choice,econs,geog n bio. I do hv a strong feeling abt tt fact. I feel tt i've been torn apart emotionally and im nt sure </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107312251824378339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107312251824378339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107312251824378339' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107294959390955244</id><published>2004-01-01T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T23:14:09.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>U noe,I can't really believe tt sch is actually starting tml. Yes, in abt 14 hrs time i'll hv 2 drag my ass off my comfy bed 2 prepare 4 sch. Thinking abt tt fact really sux...&gt;_&lt; To make things worse, i'll be in a totally different environment in which i've nv stepped in2 b4. Im nervous abt lotsa things.Firstly,im worried on how the ppl in my OG will be like and whether i'll b able 2 make frens.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107294959390955244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107294959390955244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107294959390955244' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107271360880585637</id><published>2003-12-30T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T14:17:14.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Class party 2day was absolutely worth very effort going! Too bad 4  those who din go.U all really missed out all the fun man! (esp tt nan bin) Anyway we played a short captain's ball game when we first reached and it was damn funny especially w/ the highlight of d game being 'wrestling' the ball away frm each other.Of course i din participate in the 'wrestling' bt still it was really amusing 2 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107271360880585637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107271360880585637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107271360880585637' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107262230622245735</id><published>2003-12-28T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T22:38:43.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went out 4 practically the entire day frm 10.30am and juz reached hm nt long ago.Really tired now..and gt my class party tml so i guess i hv 2 turn in early tonite. i really do hope tt the party will be a gd one.i haven't had much proper fun and laughter in ages. my whole x'mas dis yr was ruined by the torment in my heart.Although the stupid jam made me headachey and nauseous,im glad i managed 2 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107262230622245735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107262230622245735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107262230622245735' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107254012650467893</id><published>2003-12-27T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T01:11:44.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yup it's a new layout  featuring coffee w/ beans,again taken frm blogskins.com.haha nt tt im a great fan of coffee anyway,only drink it when i wanna mug.had some problem w/ the template at first coz the STOOPID blogger ad was blocking my posts and part of d image.thankfully its fixed now w/ all credits  goin 2 my  cousin Andrea!! THX ALOT GAL! (click on her name 2 go 2 her page) hmm..mebbe the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107254012650467893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107254012650467893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107254012650467893' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107234143146440799</id><published>2003-12-25T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T00:01:25.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dun really feel like typing much now so juz a song that expresses how im currently feeling:If ever you said this to me beforeThat I would live this life that I amLiving now I guess it's all so strangeTo feel the way I do inside buthave so much that I could feel somepride for in my life so why is it that I FEEL LIKE THISHow do I feel? I've been here before,I've felt thisRetreat to a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107234143146440799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107234143146440799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107234143146440799' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107225498884822278</id><published>2003-12-24T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T16:36:44.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey im at venessa's hse now 4 her x'mas party later.Now in her room  w/ elaine,and damala.Venessa is downstairs entertaining her guy fren.i've been rather negative and disturbed the past few days and i hope 2 be able 2 get thru dis phase asap.if u've been following my previous posts,u all mite hv an idea of how i feel.My ego has been utterly shattered and now im struggling 2 pick up the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107225498884822278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107225498884822278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107225498884822278' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107199274354081689</id><published>2003-12-21T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T15:48:18.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've finally come 2 the conclusion tt irc is mainly 4 ppl (esp guys) who hv no life and can't get a date in real-life so they resort 2 using dis platform 2 hook up unwary girls 2 satisfy their fantasy-based sexual desires.Call me 'slow' if u want bt wat i've experienced yesterday was bad enough 4 me 2  del my irc software. If u really want 2 noe more abt wat happened,check out my joint blog. Some</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107199274354081689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107199274354081689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107199274354081689' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107184324204173284</id><published>2003-12-19T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T22:14:16.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feel heaps better 2day.Went x'mas shopping w/ leann and nabz 2day @ bugis. It was really fun! Juz the right thing 2 keep my mind off self-destructive and negative thots.Had lunch @ mos,slacked arnd a little and spent 99% of d time window-shopping.Unfortunately, din exactly complete my x'mas shopping today..o well.. Walked so much till my feet were aching.bt enjoyed myself though.Really spent a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107184324204173284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107184324204173284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107184324204173284' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107174612721757356</id><published>2003-12-18T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T19:15:41.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im feeling damn fucked up now..really miserable..watever was left of my ego has been completely shattered..I HATE FUCKING ANG MOH LOOKALIKES!! *grrr*This confirms how ugly i really am..no point trying 2 console me now.I have, and always been fucking UGLY. U all will probably never understand how i really feel..How wld u feel if a relatively gd-looking person has said tt u were UGLY rite in ur </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107174612721757356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107174612721757356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107174612721757356' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107173573597070397</id><published>2003-12-18T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T16:22:30.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Din post yesterday coz i was in a really foul mood. Now tt I'm feeling better, i hv decided 2 post something.Well anyway,i've checked my posting results yesterday and guess wat? I got int0 cjc science! WOO HOO!! I sincerely hope it's nt a false joy though,coz im still nt sure whether they really let me do science as i have no A Math.If u've been following my previous posts,u wld noe. Bt i really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107173573597070397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107173573597070397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107173573597070397' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107156413603604825</id><published>2003-12-16T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T16:42:29.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went 2 get my haircut 2day.Thank god it turned out rather well! ^_^ No more bushy hair so no one can tease me abt it again! lolz..Oh and posting results will be out tml..Im kinda nervous abt it.I have dis paranoid feeling tt MOE mite nt hv received my application..YIKES! Bt they gave me a verification no. so  i hope they have received it. Ugh..feel so neurotic.. &gt;_&lt;. I swear,if anything goes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107156413603604825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107156413603604825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107156413603604825' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107139776360328007</id><published>2003-12-14T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T18:29:36.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wonder if anyone has read my previous post yet,bt anyway juz 2 tell u all,I wasn't really myself yesterday when i typed it.Juz having one of my mood swings again so pls forgive me.It really ain't as i bad as i've made it up 2 be.Guess i was juz over-reacting again.Till laters...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107139776360328007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107139776360328007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107139776360328007' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107133261638113026</id><published>2003-12-14T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T00:23:49.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went 2 Great World today.Started out in quite a gd mood bt dunno y suddenly my mood dampened 4 no apparent reason.There was a mini gifts fair and i was juz browsing arnd wondering whether 2 buy any presents 4 my frens.Then all of a sudden, this weird thought burst in2 my head.I suddenly had this kind of rotten feeling tt i was kinda being 'left out' by my frens..really dunno y.Haiz..have been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107133261638113026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107133261638113026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107133261638113026' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107122231275053298</id><published>2003-12-12T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T18:36:52.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phew really tired.Juz gt back frm the Bodyworlds exhibition at S'pore expo.Arnd 12 of us went.Ms Tan our bio teacher and Ms Chai were actually supposed to go bt coz of some stuff.they din go in the end.Anyway the exhibits were really cool.They actually 'peeled' back the muscles and flesh to show all the organs and bones! DEFINITELY nt 4 the faint of heart or those ppl scared of seeing dead </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107122231275053298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107122231275053298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107122231275053298' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107112449684051150</id><published>2003-12-11T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T14:35:09.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I wonder wat a piggy i can be.I broke a personal 'record' today by waking up at 1pm despite having slept at 2am the nite b4 which means i have slept for like, 11 HOURS! Alrite no more talk abt my 'piggyness'.Yesterday,went w/ Elaine to catch the movie Elf at Junction 8. The movie was pretty good and very very funny! It's definitely something tt will put u in the X'mas mood and oso a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107112449684051150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107112449684051150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107112449684051150' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107096838738446136</id><published>2003-12-09T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T19:13:19.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm dunno wat to post here except to say i've been bored out of my wits these days.In fact,bored to the extent of tagging crap on dis 12 year old gal's tagboard coz she dissed marlz's blogskin contribution. Very childish and mindless bt then again juz suffering frm the effects of sheer boredom. Haha my cousin andrea even joined in the fun! LOL Tt little prick(12yr old gal) is like so bloody lame!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107096838738446136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107096838738446136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107096838738446136' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107088155357565215</id><published>2003-12-08T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T18:17:59.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quizzes again :)discover what candy you are @ quiz mediscover your jack-o-lantern face @ quiz meNokia 6100 is the phone for you. You always do whatyou are told. You never make mistakes - oratleast you try not to. You get upset easilywhen what you have plan need to be changed,especially at the last minute. Which Nokia Cellphone is Most Suitable for You? brought to you by QuizillaYou </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107088155357565215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107088155357565215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107088155357565215' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107086529784438537</id><published>2003-12-08T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T14:35:09.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YIPPEE!! finally gt a scanner of my own! Now I wun ever have 2 ask ppl 2 help me scan stuff again! Oh ya gt a new online album up at webshots.its much better than villagephotos.they allow u to make up to 10 albums or so w/ 24 pics in each album unlike villagephotos which only allows u to upload 25 photos or so..Plus the quality of images at webshots is MUCH better too so pls check the new albums </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107086529784438537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107086529784438537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107086529784438537' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107069447923888985</id><published>2003-12-06T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T15:08:10.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok juz came home a while ago.Mr Chew's wedding was quite good bt it could have been better if more ppl came.Grace,kangkang and venessa din go in the end so today was juz,saph,crystal and I.Nevertheless it was still quite fun :-)! the only thing i din really enjoy about the mass was tt i had to avoid blowing my already blocked nose  for like,40plus minutes!! So u can guess how relieved I was when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107069447923888985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107069447923888985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107069447923888985' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107062895797832255</id><published>2003-12-05T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T22:38:19.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Changed layout yet again coz blogger screwed up the previous template...Tell me wat ya tink k? like the softer colours on dis one and the scrolling tables.Erm..bt not too sure bout the pic though..haha find it quite kinky and nt sure whether it suits the theme of my blog.Still feeling quite sick now,hope i'll get better tml to attend mr chew's wedding.He actually invited the whole SJAB! so sweet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107062895797832255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107062895797832255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107062895797832255' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107053086398104843</id><published>2003-12-04T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T17:41:14.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ugh..Can't breathe properly..must have caught a flu frm my mum..*aachoo!* ANyway,from my experiences during the PAE,I have indeed learnt an impt lesson:ALWAYS TRUST UR OWN INSTINCTS AND NEVER EVER LET ANYONE PSYCH U ESPECIALLY IN VITAL DECISIONS.I guess I have learnt the hard way.Haix well its too late to turn back the clock now.The only thing I gotta do now is to ask for God's grace to help me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107053086398104843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107053086398104843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107053086398104843' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107045165062764976</id><published>2003-12-03T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T22:03:45.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kay abit out of point,but..o well..be sorted @ nimbo.netYour Years at Hogwarts by nevermindlessName: The Sorting Hat places you in: Ravenclaw (Blue and Bronze)Subject you are naturally best at: Defense Against the Dark ArtsYour favorite book: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by: Newt Scamander Pet you bring to school: Barn OwlYou are most known for: Being an Mudblood.Created with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107045165062764976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107045165062764976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107045165062764976' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107045023425835302</id><published>2003-12-03T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T19:17:24.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm..dunno whether  to be sad or happy over this.About 45min ago,the cjc ppl called to tok to me abt my appeal to sci thingy..The person(Mdm Lam i tink) said tt it was probably still nt possible to do the sci course even if one obtained an A1 for e maths and din do A maths at O'level...However she told me tt itz still nt confirmed tt i cannot do sci coz the posting results are still nt out yet..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107045023425835302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107045023425835302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107045023425835302' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107038303643519015</id><published>2003-12-03T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T00:37:26.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kay..quite a lot of stuff happened over the weekend but i'm rather sleepy now so i'll juz summarise(if possible).Spent 3 nites in KL over the weekend but din really do much shopping.i dunno why bt i wun say i actually totallyenjoyed myself during this trip.Im nt saying tt it was bad,I wish we could have stayed longer but its juz tt,im goin thru some kind of weird phase where im practically devoid</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107038303643519015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107038303643519015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107038303643519015' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-107002093700654104</id><published>2003-11-28T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T20:02:26.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grad luncheon today was a BLAST! Stayed over at saph's house last nite,had social bonding,watched movies,did my nails...there was also the mini 'disaster' w/ the tanning cream..thank god it was able to be washed off my feet or godknowswattheheck wld happen today.Now my right palm is slightly darker then the rest  -_- arh nvmz...we had a lot of fun fooling arnd w/ saph's video cam and filming how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107002093700654104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/107002093700654104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107002093700654104' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-106984414333433017</id><published>2003-11-26T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T16:59:16.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phaedre Tio spins tunes asDJ Fertile LickzGet your dj name @ Quiz MeHmm..DJ Fertile Lickz..sounds kinda weird though..hahahayour eyes show intellect which eye are you? brought to you by QuizillaReally arh...Well i din noe tt! :)You are Spearmint.You are quick-witted and sharp.  You pay closeattention to details and you can tell what yourfriends are feeling.  You are always the firstto </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/106984414333433017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/106984414333433017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106984414333433017' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-106983589611730401</id><published>2003-11-26T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T17:18:24.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bahhh...I'm feel so frustrated! The bloody PAE website hanged on me sooo many times!How the heck am I supposed to apply?!? *throws up hands in despair*I'm oso very stressed over the appeal to science thing..Somemore the principal is too busy to speak to me or my father...&gt;_&lt; haiz..no one can understand how my state of mind is now,i'm really in a great dilemma,oso worried abt grad tea and all this</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/106983589611730401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/106983589611730401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106983589611730401' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-106969153130375170</id><published>2003-11-24T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T00:32:19.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to sch dis morning to attend PAE talk and get testimonial.After that went w/ Nabz,Saph,Cheryl and Chunyi to pwp.Since most of the shops were closed,we went to the pet shop first.The hamsters and rabbits are SoOOoO cute!Too bad i already have pets.After that we walked to pw,i had lunch w/ saph and nabz coz cheryl and chunyi din want to eat yet.then met then at john little,walked arnd again </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/106969153130375170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/106969153130375170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106969153130375170' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-106949057152532399</id><published>2003-11-23T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T16:42:58.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Changed layout again. After looking at the prev layout for a few days, decided that it was rather plain and too gothic for me so switched to this one. The only prob now is how to make the scrollbar scroll more so more entries can be displayed..im still stumped on tt one.Later goin to Taka again.My father attending an indian wedding bt dun wanna go coz they only have vegetarian food and i muz have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/106949057152532399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/106949057152532399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106949057152532399' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-106952038782416913</id><published>2003-11-23T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T00:59:54.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Juz came back awhile ago.Went to Tangs with mother and got my dress for grad tea.Rather simple design,actually wanted a maroon one,but it was a little tight so settled for black instead.The only prob is tt black's kinda common...Oh well..After that met my father after the dinner then went to Borders.My father thot it was still early so he decided to take us to view houses as we are planning to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/106952038782416913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/106952038782416913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106952038782416913' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064069.post-106943459312548072</id><published>2003-11-22T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T01:10:00.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IT'S FINALLY OVER!! *leaps into the air w/ joy* I never knew I would have been able to pull through this..It has definitely been one of the most gruelling periods of my life both mentally and physically especially the first week of the O's which were a sheer torture! I dunno y,but I dun really bother to think about what the results are for now,though I'm especially worried about maths though..Ah </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/106943459312548072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064069/posts/default/106943459312548072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blatantly-twisted.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106943459312548072' title=''/><author><name>Phaedre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982434819265308305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
