<?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-8960263</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:47:58.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU KICK UP THE LEAVES ND THE MAGIC IS LOSTTTTT :(</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</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>306</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113594310869472648</id><published>2005-12-30T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:45:08.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[07:39:16 PM] ` j i a w e :&lt;/strong&gt; if they harrass u again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:39:23 PM] ` j i a w e :&lt;/strong&gt; d0n care them larhhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:39:27 PM] the secret o:&lt;/strong&gt; haha okays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:39:34 PM] ` j i a w e :&lt;/strong&gt; or mayb bl0ck them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:39:43 PM] the secret o:&lt;/strong&gt; i'm doing it alr :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:39:51 PM] the secret o:&lt;/strong&gt; i hope i did a right choice by trusting ya'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:39:52 PM] the secret o:&lt;/strong&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:40:09 PM] ` j i a w e :&lt;/strong&gt; u sure did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:40:14 PM] the secret o:&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:40:28 PM] ` j i a w e :&lt;/strong&gt; ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:40:35 PM]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;the secret o:&lt;/strong&gt; yeah, thanks for your help anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:40:40 PM]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;the secret o:&lt;/strong&gt; see ya' in school on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:40:47 PM] the secret o:&lt;/strong&gt; and i hope we still can be good friends like we were last time =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:41:06 PM] ` j i a w e :&lt;/strong&gt; hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:41:12 PM] ` j i a w e :&lt;/strong&gt; yeah((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[07:41:15 PM] the secret o:&lt;/strong&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's still a bit of love in the world after all :)&lt;br /&gt;anon, you suckkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know you ,&lt;br /&gt;you don't know me.&lt;br /&gt;your from SMU, you say. tsk. what a disgrace -shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;for once, i thought i actually knew you.&lt;br /&gt;hoho, i don't. too bad so sad.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know you , i don't really care :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113594310869472648?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113594310869472648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113594310869472648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113594310869472648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113594310869472648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/073916-pm-j-i-w-e-if-they-harrass-u.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113591849903630642</id><published>2005-12-30T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T17:26:24.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTN, veryvery long post.</title><content type='html'>Hate sites, hate mails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What difference do they both share in commen? They both consist of the word, hate. Hate, is such a strong word. It creates a big impact on sociaty and the individual itself. But its only a word, what deleteriousness can it possibly do? It cannot bomb citites like the atomic bombs, "fat man" and "little boy". It cannot hijact planes. What exactly is the immorality in it which can harm an individual, so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate, in fact, is a word usually used to target AND attack an individual's emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a bullet shot into your body, you feel an immerse shot of pain blustering inside, what you called, a heart. You go weak in your knees and tears starts welling up in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, heres another surprise. Hate, doesn't necissarily have the same effect on a weak-knee person, to one with a strong heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal. Why do people hate you? People hating you, an ordinary you, is ipsissimis verbis as Xiaxue's haters hating her, even though she's famous. Why? Cos haters, are usually the same bunch of mediocre people who are jealous of someone else's talent/fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you ask me, what does someone else's talent/fame got to do with people hating him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaxue, as you can see, is a famous writer and blogger. She gets tons of endorsement deals and she earns money through it. People love her, people admire her for her talent. But, for every famous person, there has got to be haters. Haters who are jealous of her talent, her fans, the attention she's getting, her fame and all that jazz. If she was a typical jane out there on the net blogging, would people bother to insult her? Hell no. If she types like some boring ol' hag, would people bother setting up hate sites againest her? No. Because she's just inferior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the case now is, Xiaxue is superior than all these mediocre haters she has. So, jealousy hit them and they start building hatesites and all againest her. Xiaxue, being a strong-headed girl fights back constantly. That is part of the reason why she is well-known today. For her intellectual reasonings and understandings of the inferior kind, or should we call them, green eyed monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, people who hate you are usually those who are jealous of what you have inside you, which they don't. Don't like is another meaning though. The phrase, "Don't like" is just inevitable. Everybody is bound to not like something. Like, i love ice-cream but i don't like bean sprouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate, is a much more different meaning. Hate, is a stronger word than 'don't like'. And Hate, is as powerful as the word, Love. But those who tend to misuse the word, tend to make a fool out of themselves as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People set up hatemails and hatesites to gather other mainstream haters to join them. To be united and all that crap. But what attention do they usually get? None. Does mrbrown take notice of Xiaxue's hatesites? Nope. Does the news do a report on xialanxue, asking them, "what is the purpose of your hate site againest Xiaxue", Nada. Because, people can't be bothered with such trival affairs of the acquisitive kind who wants the same fame Xiaxue has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i said, haters are usually jealous of one's talent/intellect or fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets take T.T Durai for example. People hate him because he gets to fly first class and he takes home a large amount of pay each month. They say they trusted him with their donations and he betrayed their trust. True, true respectively. But, the matter is so long ago, why do people still harp on this matter? Why do people still hate him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he has that talent in him, to make NKF what it is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt he is that traitor we all pictured. He took advantage of the situation and spent all our donations on his luxurious lifestyle. But, imagine if he was some ah beng ah lian on the street of orchard who is the CEO of NKF, would people donate? Would people put their trust into these ah beng ah lians? No, because T.T Durai is a credible person, or so they thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He studied hard in the past in order to have been who he is today, or rather, previously. I admit, a simple moment of ignorance caused him to lose his fortune and the respect people have for him. But no doubt, he is a talented and acute man. People hate him because he could fly first class while they are suffering in econamy class. People hate him because his toilet is luxuriously furnished while theirs is still under HDB construction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottomline is, people hate T.T Durai because partly, he is talented and they are, sorry, not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, lets take someone else for an example, Mr Lau, my principal. Would he hate me? Of course not. Because i'm just another student in his school, studying hard for my future and my streaming next year, hoping to get into a good class. Fat chance of him taking notice of me. Mr Lau does not hate me because i am of no threat to him. He is the principal, i am that student amongst many other in the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lau has higher education and i'm merely preparing for my sec2 education the next year. Mr Lau has over , let's say, 40 years of experience while i only had 13. The conclusion is, Mr Lau is far more superior than me. Let alone the whole school. Because he is the principal like a father is to a son. All power remains in his hands. He decides who to expel, who to give another chance to, and who to praise. So evidently, he cannot hate me because i'm just another student in his school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what if i was top in class? Or maybe, top in level? I predict there will be students who will scoff at my achivement and will label me as "act smart buay smart". Why? Because they are jealous. Crytal clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everybody has an adequacy to do well in one aspect or another. Take &lt;s&gt;Einstain&lt;/s&gt; Edison for example. He invented the light bulb. He is a scientist. Do you expect him to be a runner? Or a swimmer? No. Because he is more of the intellectual kind and not much into sports. Each individual are made, carefully, to fill in the gaps of sociaty. There will be no runners too many, and no scientist too much. Everybody has a part to play in sociaty. Even if there are sufficient teachers, there can't be too much teachers teaching the secondary level. Some must teach children which are mentally/physically challenged, to put it in a nice way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this whole chunk of insignificant explaination, we come back to myself. Why do i receive such things? Why do they create an email, &lt;a href="mailto:delisesucks@hotmail.com"&gt;delisesucks@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;? Why do they leave anonymous tags at my blog? Why do they say my blogskins sucks? Is it just to provoke me or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, they do it in hope of demolishing my self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were someone else, like kai lin (sorry for using your name!), just plain ordinary, letting the days go by. Would they hate me? Noooo! Because i am considered mediocre, compared to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i am someone, sad to say, who tops history (pardon the ego), beated the girl who tops english, got requested to do a poem for the school diary next year to be published, the first junior to be ever given a main cast in the school play, got asked by my drama teacher if i would like to act with my seniors, and strive for the best in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aspire to be either a actor, writer or a web designer. I may not be the best, but i am still convalescent. My english may not be perfect, but i know my limits and i will break my limits to do more. My web design may suck, but God gave me that opportunity to obtain that title of Skin Of The Day to aspire myself to do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you? Tsk. Your just another green-eyed monster behind a computer screen. You create all these hatemails and hatetags againest me, telling me i'm crap and yakyakyak. But, in order to do all these things in pride and respect, it is only right to reveal your identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the chinese idiom, gan3 zuo4 gan3 wei2. (Dare to do it, dare to admit it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do all these villainous acts, but at the end of the day, you hesitate at revealing your identity. Why? because you're afriad of the consequences, of what people will think of you, what attacks will you be getting from the people who love that individual and, because you are just a coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You claim that i am a coward myself. But at least i make it obvious that it is me, and i did it. I admit my actions and i apologise. Heck, i am even going to pay jiawei a visit later to personally clear up this whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You? You're just setting up an email and asking me redundent questions. When i replied them, you said i haven't. You ask me, what is over? Over is over. Every beginning of a war has got to have an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the bloody valentine war in Gundam Seed has an ending. So does War Of The Worlds and the Japanese Occupation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i don't see what wrong did i make in saying that whats over is over in such a trival case like this. At least i don't make use of my alliances and say "OH, i am going to put you on the headlines of TODAY because my mother's friend is the editor of TODAY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and later reply back in my tags, "i said i will only MAYBE ask my mother's friend for help.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just what are you getting at. You ask me why do i keep harping on the matter of the editor of TODAY and you claim that i'm childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple, because you used someone else's name, who is important to sociaty, in this situation. You are tarnishing the repuitation of the editor without knowing it. Because it will be such a disgrace if the editor has friends who's daughters act in such a frivolous manner. And i don't think you are allowed to use the editor's name in a midst of insulting that individual =/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/editor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/editor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can pursue the matter futhur if i wanted to. Because i have every right to do so. I've got sufficient attestation and you , yawns, don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say i started it first, then i can jolly well say "balls to you". Because i have apologised and it is over. But, you keep coming back, don't you? And whatsmore, you used my photos taken with my family and you shamelessly mutilate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family has no concern with whats going on now. Using the photos i took with them is just plain nonsansical and ruthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you all don't know the situation here, Anon the lamadick, or what we chose to label her as, has started this hate site and hate mail about me because she is jealous of me, yawns, as the explaination above proves so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yawns, lets all listen to her rant at my tagboard and you can add her at &lt;a href="mailto:delisesucks@hotmail.com"&gt;delisesucks@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like running a marathon, you keep running and fighting back againest your endurance. But, you keep having thoughts of giving up because your goal seems so far. Once you give up, everything is lost. But at least, if you try to keep running for another 10sec, you draw closer to your goal. In the end, everything will pay off, if you strive to keep fighting againest yourself and others, who may be on the sidewalk, snickering that you may not make it to the finishing line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta, anon. I expect i'll hear from the editor soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113591849903630642?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113591849903630642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113591849903630642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113591849903630642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113591849903630642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/attn-veryvery-long-post.html' title='ATTN, veryvery long post.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113585495382974231</id><published>2005-12-29T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T19:15:53.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>delise-is-a-cool-dude.</title><content type='html'>i realize that my skins needs some advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, download and rate my skins. FOR THE SAKE OF ME, BEING YOUR FRIEND =/ okay, is sound like some despo luhhh. my skins obviously needs more downloads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=77476&amp;action=Preview"&gt;my blog just farted; {bitterswt}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=77527&amp;action=Preview"&gt;someone loves me; {bitterswt}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS LOADS! and if possible, please do continue supporting &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=77402&amp;action=Preview"&gt;my other skins&lt;/a&gt;! and Oh, my &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=77402&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;kAwAii nEhx skin&lt;/a&gt; , made it to SOTD as well too :) THANKYOU all of ya' who supported me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS; say all you want. You've got a site, so what. You can fume and go mad if ya' wanna. But i daresay, its ME, who has all the support i ever need :D and i WILL catch up with ya', one fine day. hoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113585495382974231?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113585495382974231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113585495382974231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113585495382974231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113585495382974231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/delise-is-cool-dude.html' title='delise-is-a-cool-dude.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113584408969256281</id><published>2005-12-29T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T16:14:49.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've got this funny feeling..</title><content type='html'>that people think i don't deserve the title for SOTD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to be honest, i don't know. I'm not the judge! if you don't like my skins, no one is forbiding you to rate it a 1,2 or 3 stars. Fuck it. Its not unfair, nor are the ratings biased. Tell me whats wrong with sociaty! Go ahead and fume, go figure. If my skins aren't nice, people will have the simplest of commen sense to DOWN-RATE ME YOU TWERP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to be honest with my feelings right now, i feel like people treat me as candyyysweett II. I know my skins aren't nice. I'm still improving! Heck, i'm even taking up a web design course now! Fuck. I lack talent yakyak. You know what, i think i'll be better off quiting blogskins. Really. I try to inject as much humour as i can into each of my skins. But in the end, someone actually commented on her blog that my skins are CRAP and its UNFAIR to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My layouts aren't nice, sureee. Sighs. I don't feel happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the kAwAii skin because i was fuming, i'm sure i told you all that. And i even intended to DELETE it. Never did i ONCE, never ONCE even thought that it WILL be what it is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113584408969256281?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113584408969256281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113584408969256281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113584408969256281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113584408969256281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/ive-got-this-funny-feeling.html' title='i&apos;ve got this funny feeling..'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113583430775769517</id><published>2005-12-29T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T13:31:47.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry is the hardest thing to say.</title><content type='html'>i saw &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/skincomments.php?sid=76185"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarrushh is one designer i really admire because not only does she submit prettayee skins, she's one of those who has been in blogskins during the period where there was shadowmist and ev0ne etcetc. I don't know what she said was the whole truth or not, because candyyysweett had after all, bookmarked all her skins as her favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, i don't wish to argue futhur about this matter. Lets just say i'll believe sugarrushh, taking that she's one of those very nice blogskinners and i do believe she is credible enough. So, if she is right, then i would like to express my sincere apology to candyyysweett. If not, then thats up to her own guilty consience to own up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :D :O :P :X :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113583430775769517?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113583430775769517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113583430775769517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113583430775769517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113583430775769517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/sorry-is-hardest-thing-to-say.html' title='sorry is the hardest thing to say.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113576907950242512</id><published>2005-12-28T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T13:37:43.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to be sad, or to be glad?</title><content type='html'>today, was one of the most appalling day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got up in the morning and saw my poorly made skin on reese witherspoon 1st on the top15 rated chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be fairly honest. i felt really really worried at that time. cos that skin, was just something i made in minutes, not one of my best. and i made it entirely because angela wanted a skin on that. and making custom skins for my friends, was always my pleasure. and angela, was a really really good friend of mine (although you pangseh me alot of times for vt and i also pangseh you alot of times xD) so i did it for her. surprisingly enough, it made it to the top15. it was 3rd and gradually it because the first. i was appalled and speechless. but i would really love to thank all my dearest blogskin friends for making this happen. i really appreciate it. Especially Fytrie and JOLYNN, of course (: she even went to the special extent of taking a screenshot for me! OMG. thats what good friends are really, really for. but enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;paragraph removed :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i begun to despair. Because my skin was already out of the top15. Thinking that it was all over and there was nothing i can do about it, i went out for a movie, in grief -s0bx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, i had dinner and was walking back home when i even thought of reporting my suspicion to Myles. Because its just not fair having such imberciles around. But, to my surprise, when i went to blogskins, i saw the most comforting thing ever, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/hoho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/hoho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really couldn't believe my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scrolled down on the comments for this skin and LO AND BEHOLD! even drogue-designs commented on it! And drogue-designs is one designer i really really admire. Because their comments are always constructive and they really really tell the truth about how they feel about a certian skin. Not biased or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/hoho2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/hoho2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck! even 404-error commented too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really heartwarming to feel that my skins are being noticed, and that people even bother to comment on it as well! Also, it touches me to see people standing up for me, whenever there are some semi-illiterate assholes who tells me that i suck. Like what Xiaxue said, the ratio of her hatemails to fanmails are 1:15. For every 5 encouraging comment, i would probably get 1 insult. Or even lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's event is thrilling enough for me to type out this entire blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just something to say that, for every loss, you gain something better. Though my skin was off the top15 &lt;s&gt;thanks to some alliances or whatsoever of candyyysweett&lt;/s&gt;, I did even better by making it to SOTD. My memoirs of a geisha skin is one skin which i worked really hard on. And i'm glad it paid off, entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, it won't be possible without my GREAT blogskins friends who has been there since my very first skin to comment and advise me (: You have no idea how appreciated you all are! I swear i'll comment on as many of your skins as i can :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment, i was happy, the next, i was depressed, and then i was hungry for revenge. Then, i was elated, touched and i really thank God for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, i would love to thank the producers of memoirs of a geisha :) HAHA, NEVERMIND. I'm gonna catch the movie when its finally in cinemas :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113576907950242512?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113576907950242512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113576907950242512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113576907950242512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113576907950242512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-be-sad-or-to-be-glad.html' title='to be sad, or to be glad?'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113574115288083731</id><published>2005-12-28T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T11:39:12.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am a happy girl today.</title><content type='html'>why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/FIRSTTTT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/FIRSTTTT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why :)&lt;br /&gt;but i hope it stays =/&lt;br /&gt;but i don't think it will =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because, NO ONE KNOWS WHO REESE WITHERSPOON IS!!&lt;br /&gt;even i, don't know who she is.&lt;br /&gt;until monkeyman told me she's the girl who acted in 'just like heaven'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;i need more people adding it as favs.&lt;br /&gt;but THEY DON'T KNOW WHO SHE IS BLAHBLAH.&lt;br /&gt;haha nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, fytrie and KARYAN's skins are up thr too.&lt;br /&gt;go take a look luhh :)&lt;br /&gt;their skins are really nice.&lt;br /&gt;and rate their skins too, huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, THANKYOUU TO ALL OF YA',&lt;br /&gt;who really supported me :)&lt;br /&gt;esp. my blogskins friendddddsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;chronicles of narnia later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113574115288083731?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113574115288083731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113574115288083731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113574115288083731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113574115288083731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-happy-girl-today.html' title='i am a happy girl today.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113568149095632877</id><published>2005-12-27T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T19:04:50.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memoirs of a geisha!</title><content type='html'>GREAT BOOK :D&lt;br /&gt;so loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch today with eddieeee.&lt;br /&gt;i saw food at the cd store :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. buying some dvds i suppose :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn took a 33 to school.&lt;br /&gt;he got his books.&lt;br /&gt;but he was lacking of some cos the bookshop was all sold out,&lt;br /&gt;{haha, serves ya' right for not getting your bks early :D}&lt;br /&gt;so cabbed back to tiong bahru.&lt;br /&gt;raided popular,&lt;br /&gt;no books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went homeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;and submitted my &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=77087&amp;action=Preview"&gt;memoirs of a geisha skin &lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;coolness plus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a a very luck girl today :)&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/top15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/top15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, my memoirs of a geisha, which i rly like, is not thr anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;because there isn't enough downloads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess nobody's heard of 'em, yet =///&lt;br /&gt;ahwells. DOWNLOAD LUHHH D:&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113568149095632877?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113568149095632877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113568149095632877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113568149095632877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113568149095632877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/memoirs-of-geisha.html' title='memoirs of a geisha!'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113550398882832676</id><published>2005-12-25T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T17:50:27.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New layout for Christmas :D</title><content type='html'>This is my Christmas present to myself from myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! A brand new JAY layout! Not that i fancy jay or what.. but i really like his latest album. Ha1ha3ha2ha2 :D I've got a jay layout and you don't :D ha1ha3ha2ha2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means.. the click five goes into blogskins :( -S0BX. Sorry guys, i love you all, but Jay is GAY-ER :D haha. i tired to add music selections into my new layout. But it's gonna eat my bandwidth and I can't seem to get it right. So yah, Ye qu is a nice song also lah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy and MERRY CHRISTMASSSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[edit]&lt;/strong&gt; And i know the layout's simple and i plan to keep all my skins that way. So shutthef*ckup  :D And i don't mean to be so vulgar either :( &lt;strong&gt;[/edit]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113550398882832676?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113550398882832676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113550398882832676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113550398882832676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113550398882832676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-layout-for-christmas-d.html' title='New layout for Christmas :D'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113549260781980905</id><published>2005-12-25T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T14:36:47.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something's wrong...</title><content type='html'>Yes. Something fishey is going on at Blogskins.&lt;br /&gt;If you've noticed carefully, &lt;strong&gt;candyyysweett&lt;/strong&gt;, a blogskinner, had recently had THREE of her, urgh, blogskins up for SOTD. But, if you care to notice the comments on her skin, some senior blogskinners have noticed something was fishey. And they , almost, ALL think that her skins are wayyy to simple to have obtained the prestigious title of SOTD. And when i mean senior blogskinners, i mean REALLY senior like prunella, jaded star, no-way-out, xiaoaii etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up what i thought was fishey enough, i found, what candyyysweett claimed, her twin -.- how coincidental can it be? another twin. Just that she is a Y lesser, candyysweett. Sure, names like that can be coincidental. I accept that fact graciously. But not when things became EVEN fisher. Okay, enough talk. A picture speaks a thousand words, so i shall let my screenshots speak for themselves. you can click on them to enlarge it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/fishy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/fishy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i will take the time to carefully explain the findings i found at ,candyyysweett's twin, candyysweet's profile. Firstly, lets talk about the red circles. Candyysweet had recently commented on most of her so called twin, candyyysweett's skins. I don't deny thats much of a good proof. But lets move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, noticed all the comments in the pink boxes? It always somewhat begains with the sentance, HEY TWINNY, or whatever. Fishey eh? Whatsmore, she rated ALL of candyyysweett's skins a five. In my personal opinion, her skins are only average. But of course, that doesn't make me a professional commenter. But that is my opinion and you are also entitled to your own opinion. So when i use the phrase, in my opinion, you can just shutup. Becuase its my opinion. I never say yours what :D likewise, you are also entitled to your own opinion blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, noticed that she commented on some, unlucky, blogskinners as well? But she only rated all of them a FOUR. In my opinion, she is as blind as a bat. I've viewed those skins which she rated a measely four and they obviously deserve more than that, unlike her ,urgh, twinny's skins. I don't know if this was to pull the other skin's ratings down, but oh wells, that's in my opinion :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that isn't fishey enough. Lets all take a look at her favourite skins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/fishey2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/fishey2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY CRAP. This twin of candyyysweett is a ONE-MAN-FAN-CLUB. All her favourite skins are apparantly her so-called TWIN'S. Fishey? You decide. Quote june's second account no-way-out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimme a break, please.you have 3 skins as sotd already.something is fishy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishy or not? Comments :D&lt;br /&gt;View &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/candyyysweett"&gt;Candyyysweett's&lt;/a&gt; blogskins page if you must.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe her, urgh, &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/candyysweett"&gt;Twin's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dead sorry if you felt like i'm putting her down or what. But this is MERELY in my whole opinion. You are welcomed to comment if i've falsely accused her :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113549260781980905?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113549260781980905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113549260781980905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113549260781980905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113549260781980905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/somethings-wrong.html' title='something&apos;s wrong...'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113543108800024919</id><published>2005-12-24T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T21:31:28.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa..</title><content type='html'>I would like The Boyfriend to be more understanding.&lt;br /&gt;And I would like his mother to be more, urh, UNDERSTANDING also -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH, anyways, &lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn apologetic to those who wrote a friendster testimonial for me, wishing me merry christmas, but yet, Delise the Big Bad Wolf has a big lazy ass and therefore, -sniffs, not being able to write back a testimonial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear. My fingers became spastic whenever i tried to write a testimonial. Because, Delise's horrijible&lt;strong&gt; ENGRISH&lt;/strong&gt; is deplorable and simply too HARD to comprehend, and her vocab is, sad to say, &lt;em&gt;fucking limited&lt;/em&gt;. Unlike all those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sec4 NTSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; english SAGES&lt;strong&gt; {i.e Edgar Chia, Sec 4/4!}&lt;/strong&gt; I still have alot to learn from them, sighs. Hence, my advance unsincere apology to all my friends. -s0bx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought Memoirs Of a Gesha! Edchia says nobody will watch the show cos nearly everybody hates zhang ziyi. But the trailer is really fascinating! And the review of the book on the back is really fascinating too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"In Memoirs Of a Geisha, we enter a world where appearances are paramount; where &lt;strong&gt;a girl's virginity is auctioned to the highest bidder;&lt;/strong&gt; where women are trained to beguile the most powerful men; and &lt;strong&gt;where love is scorned as an illusion&lt;/strong&gt;. It is a unique and triumphant work of fiction -- at once romantic, erotic, suspenseful -- and completely unforgettable"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, apparantly, tempted me to buy the book. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, me and mummy have on a theme to re-decorate my new room alr :) It is to be based on entirely PRECIOUS MOMENTS-ED! Haha. Sure, its girly and femaine blahblah, but its also real sweet! So there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAD, hope your having fun in indoneisia =/ although you can't be with us on Christmas, you're always loved and your presence will be dearly missed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, &lt;s&gt;XIN NIAN KUAI LE&lt;/s&gt; MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113543108800024919?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113543108800024919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113543108800024919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113543108800024919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113543108800024919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa..'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113539458087108277</id><published>2005-12-24T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T11:23:00.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yadyada nadanada blahblah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ed's mother:&lt;/strong&gt; OMGGG. WHAT HAVE THAT BITCH DONE TO YOU NOW!? SPEAK TO ME SON! SPEAK TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edchia: &lt;/strong&gt;she scratched my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ed's mother:&lt;/strong&gt; OMGGGGG. i'll pulervise that BITCH if thats the last thing i'll do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edchia:&lt;/strong&gt; yeah mother. its her fault i've got scratches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ed's mother:&lt;/strong&gt; and its ALSO her fault last time that your brother, edgar, became FAT. lets KILL THAT BITCH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edchia:&lt;/strong&gt; WHEW! lucky i didn't tell her that it was the cinema seat which scratched it.. else she'll go yaking again on why didn't wear a jacket there when she told me to.. -wipes sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever something goes wrong,&lt;br /&gt;"delise you bitch, its your fault"&lt;br /&gt;shutup alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid parents,&lt;br /&gt;go change your kid's diapers if you treat your son's gfs like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama boys, all of 'em.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113539458087108277?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113539458087108277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113539458087108277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113539458087108277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113539458087108277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/yadyada-nadanada-blahblah.html' title='yadyada nadanada blahblah.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113535230126846916</id><published>2005-12-23T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T23:38:21.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHARLA CHARLA!</title><content type='html'>GOGO &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHARLA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RYAN YA' STINKING TURNCOAT -PFFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARLA'S DAMN LUCKY TO HAVE GOT INTO THE RED TEAM.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH BABY. GOGO TEAM CORAL!!&lt;br /&gt;STINKING TEAM GERVESE, HOPE YOU LOSE.&lt;br /&gt;JOHNATHAN YOU GAYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;AND WENDY PEPPER YA' BACKSTABBER.&lt;br /&gt;HOPE YOUR TEAM LOSES -SNICKERS.&lt;br /&gt;CALL IT A STROKE OF LUCK TO VICTORIA THT YOU WON THE FIRST ROUND.&lt;br /&gt;EAT MY DUST, FLEABAGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, AUSTIN WAS ON THE SHOW!&lt;br /&gt;YAY. AUSTIN AUSTINN.&lt;br /&gt;PROJ. RUNWAY'S BATTLE FOR THE FINAL THREE THIS MONDAY.&lt;br /&gt;WOULDN'T MISS IT FOR THE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA!&lt;br /&gt;CARLA CARLA CARLA!&lt;br /&gt;YA' STRONG HEADED WOMAN :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113535230126846916?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113535230126846916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113535230126846916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113535230126846916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113535230126846916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/charla-charla.html' title='CHARLA CHARLA!'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113531958799163833</id><published>2005-12-23T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T14:33:08.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think mentally challanged people still exists.</title><content type='html'>read this conversaition.&lt;br /&gt;i will comment in ( these ) boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:18:04 PM] dingdongbell x)) :&lt;/strong&gt; hi erm. can you credit me for ur breakaway featured (Sweet Jesus, you failed your grammer, girl?) on kelly clarkson skin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:18:20 PM]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;t0ngg hUaa g:&lt;/strong&gt; for wht -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:18:38 PM] dingdongbell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; x)) :&lt;/strong&gt; that's wat u said in ur discription (You failed your spelling too?)  in that skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:18:50 PM]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;t0ngg hUaa g:&lt;/strong&gt; i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:18:57 PM]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;t0ngg hUaa g:&lt;/strong&gt; but wht things did i take from you tht i must credit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:19:17 PM]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;dingdongbell x)) :&lt;/strong&gt; erm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:19:29 PM]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;dingdongbell&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ex)) :&lt;/strong&gt; i duno? -_-" (a bit ding dong one -.- you don't know then ask me for wht?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:19:35 PM] t0ngg hUaa g:&lt;/strong&gt; then -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:20:12 PM] t0ngg hUaa g:&lt;/strong&gt; wtf lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:20:16 PM] t0ngg hUaa g:&lt;/strong&gt; thn ask me credit you for wht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:20:33 PM] dingdongbell x)) :&lt;/strong&gt; u said in ur discription wat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:20:46 PM] t0ngg hUaa g:&lt;/strong&gt; please inform me if you would want me to credit you for the tools {i.e brushes} i used in this skin and i will credit you ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:20:52 PM] t0ngg hUaa g:&lt;/strong&gt; i got use your brushes meh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:20:55 PM] t0ngg hUaa g:&lt;/strong&gt; or pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:20:56 PM] dingdongbell x)) :&lt;/strong&gt; no ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:20:58 PM] t0ngg hUaa g:&lt;/strong&gt; THEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:20:59 PM] t0ngg hUaa g:&lt;/strong&gt; WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:21:06 PM] t0ngg hUaa g:&lt;/strong&gt; read carefully lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[02:21:11 PM] dingdongbell x)) :&lt;/strong&gt; okok lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl, was 3rd in class? or something. and 4th or wht in the whole level. she is a prefect.&lt;br /&gt;and she has such, sorry, poor use of grammer, and horrible spelling. is she ignorant or wht? i don't know. But please, READ THE DESCRIPTION CAREFULLY LAH. quoted; "..credit you for the tools..". fu, you know wht is credit anot, professor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my apologies to that girl. But really, i can't help getting myself frustrated over things like these. Cos its really annoying and bothersome. My sincere apologies again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am.. really sorry. But i still hope you love me :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i changed her name to dingdongbell. Cos delise is a nice girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113531958799163833?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113531958799163833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113531958799163833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113531958799163833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113531958799163833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-think-mentally-challanged-people.html' title='i think mentally challanged people still exists.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113525194444663368</id><published>2005-12-22T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T19:45:44.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PETER PIPER TOOT TWO TUTORS TO TOOT A PIPE?</title><content type='html'>wheesss.&lt;br /&gt;king kong was NICEE.&lt;br /&gt;i love the effects!&lt;br /&gt;the dinosaurs especially.&lt;br /&gt;and king kong wad dead funnyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;haha. the carl bastard should be dead first.&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't deserve to live, unlike all his loyal assistants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why didn't the ice break.&lt;br /&gt;when kingkong was ice-skating with Ann -.-&lt;br /&gt;funnyyy. haha. maybe the ice was really thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand,&lt;br /&gt;if my memory allows me to recall,&lt;br /&gt;only the captain, jack and some guy was there when the chlorofoam rolled out of the animal enclosure.&lt;br /&gt;how did carl get to know that there WERE chlorofoams in the ship?&lt;br /&gt;and told the captain that he could use the chlorofoams to capture kingkong?&lt;br /&gt;when he wasn't at that scene?&lt;br /&gt;movie wonders. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, show's over.&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113525194444663368?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113525194444663368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113525194444663368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113525194444663368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113525194444663368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/peter-piper-toot-two-tutors-to-toot.html' title='PETER PIPER TOOT TWO TUTORS TO TOOT A PIPE?'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113514634877324825</id><published>2005-12-21T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T14:25:48.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the MCPs strikes back</title><content type='html'>I told you, MCPs are.. uneliminate-table.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVERRRRSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of whatever,&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been using that word in such a longgg time.&lt;br /&gt;my mum hates it, cos,&lt;br /&gt;i used it frequently when i was young, lolss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mother:&lt;/strong&gt; girl arh, got clean your rabbit's poop anot? you better go clean now.. before Elaine (my rabbit's name) urines again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; whatever (imagine the -.- face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mother:&lt;/strong&gt; stop using whatever lah, its such an annoying word -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear my mother gave up on me.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. it was all in the past.&lt;br /&gt;delise is a new woman now.&lt;br /&gt;well... almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, back to the topic - MCPs.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe we should call 'em MCPers like how GEP kids call themselves GEPers. (stupid fuckheads say mainstream people are immature. balls to you, GEPers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine this scenario.&lt;br /&gt;the scorching heat of the !FIRE BALL! above the atmosphere beats upon my back as i sat on a spring-thingy horse at the neighbourhood playground. Then, i saw the most imbercile and insignificant sight ever. the MCPers strikes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEHOLDD!!!!!&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/bitterswt_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/400/bitterswt_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Now MCPers have designed a MCP supermarket for all MCPers who perfers to buy.. urh.. MCP stuffs. MCP supermarket is designed to be anti-bras, anti-sanitary pads and yadayada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYTHING to keep those pesky womans out, for we are the !MCPers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MCPers UNITE&lt;/strong&gt;!! ALL HAIL THE MCP SUPERMARKET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Post note:&lt;/span&gt; the picture was actually taken with the aid of my camera phone. So its a bit unclear and small but what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Post note II:&lt;/span&gt; MCP = Male Chauvanist Pigs, GEP = Gifted E.... P....? i don't know. its a gifted program can liao lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113514634877324825?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113514634877324825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113514634877324825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113514634877324825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113514634877324825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/mcps-strikes-back.html' title='the MCPs strikes back'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113507417756543526</id><published>2005-12-20T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T18:22:57.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another blog set-up :)</title><content type='html'>Yes, I've got another blog set up.&lt;br /&gt;But tht'll be my private blog, my personal diary.&lt;br /&gt;You'll need a password to get your ass in.&lt;br /&gt;Email me at &lt;a href="mailto:Esiled@gmail.com"&gt;Esiled@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; for it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ IT UP&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theatrical-chronicles.blogspot.com"&gt;http://theatrical-chronicles.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do NOT entertain superficial comments thr.&lt;br /&gt;tht's why its password protected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do NOT read it,&lt;br /&gt;if you think my engRISH is bad,&lt;br /&gt;OR if you don't like reading boring stuff.&lt;br /&gt;because i am boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, i admit it okay?&lt;br /&gt;so shove your balls up your ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;strong&gt;I AM BORINGGG&lt;/strong&gt; -YAWNS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113507417756543526?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113507417756543526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113507417756543526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113507417756543526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113507417756543526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/another-blog-set-up.html' title='Another blog set-up :)'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113505918587564294</id><published>2005-12-20T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T14:13:05.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOM-BAM-BRIKK</title><content type='html'>because..&lt;br /&gt;i have no other title for this post =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I AM&lt;strong&gt; FRUSTRATED &gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T GET MY LAYOUT RIGHTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;because i'm trying a new layout,&lt;br /&gt;with navigations one.&lt;br /&gt;and its frustrating :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand,&lt;br /&gt;i still need to finish my dad's stuff.&lt;br /&gt;holy shittttttt.&lt;br /&gt;i am very stressed-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope,&lt;br /&gt;no xmas cards this year.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, friends :(&lt;br /&gt;i'm rly dead broke to get any cards,&lt;br /&gt;nor shop for 'em.&lt;br /&gt;my parents CLAIMS i've been going out too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!)#*%$)@(*%_*$^%*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i hope i can make it for sherman's bbq though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGHSSSXXXZZZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't watched king kong, yet.&lt;br /&gt;i rly wanna watch tht show.&lt;br /&gt;its really nice.&lt;br /&gt;from wht i perceived from the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgg.&lt;br /&gt;SAVE ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113505918587564294?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113505918587564294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113505918587564294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113505918587564294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113505918587564294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/boom-bam-brikk.html' title='BOOM-BAM-BRIKK'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113497632033982668</id><published>2005-12-19T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T15:12:00.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving.</title><content type='html'>was kinda &lt;em&gt;okayyyyyyyy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i didn't socialize much =/&lt;br /&gt;but it was nice knowing more people, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, meeting new people were nice,&lt;br /&gt;but awkward. haha.&lt;br /&gt;cos you don't know 'em,&lt;br /&gt;neither do they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand,&lt;br /&gt;there were some people,&lt;br /&gt;whom i didn't really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i had fun altogether :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS; jolynn, i am still waiting for my dreamweaver XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113497632033982668?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113497632033982668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113497632033982668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113497632033982668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113497632033982668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/thanksgiving.html' title='thanksgiving.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113482754543862876</id><published>2005-12-17T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T21:52:26.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today was funnnn :D</title><content type='html'>yeah. the title says it all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for web design first.&lt;br /&gt;urh. was quite okay i guess =/&lt;br /&gt;the other guy came like 2hr late for class -.-&lt;br /&gt;haha. and we thought he wasn't coming or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a super long train journey to orchard after tht.&lt;br /&gt;met gf at taka. ate at cine.&lt;br /&gt;thn met june at tong's building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the caroling was niceeee :)&lt;br /&gt;stayed until 8pm, around there.&lt;br /&gt;met alot of church youths :))&lt;br /&gt;friendly people, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a bus home with june and ed.&lt;br /&gt;it was about 9pm when i got home =/&lt;br /&gt;her parents are such open-minded people.&lt;br /&gt;haha, had a great time catching up with her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;okays, enough for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113482754543862876?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113482754543862876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113482754543862876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113482754543862876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113482754543862876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-was-funnnn-d.html' title='today was funnnn :D'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113470105156336947</id><published>2005-12-16T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T10:47:19.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of the Network Reality Stars :)</title><content type='html'>You may have heard it, and you may NOT have heard it.&lt;br /&gt;but this is the long-awaited TV show of the year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Battle of the Network Reality Stars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is an excerpt of the show from their &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/Battle/Episodes/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bravo's "Battle of the Network Reality Stars" is the single biggest gathering of reality stars in a competition-based show, encompassing 16 different series from eight networks. The six episode series originating from Pepperdine University in Malibu, California kicks off on Wednesday, August 17 at 9:00 p.m. ET/PT with a 90-minute premiere episode, followed by five one-hour episodes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgg, this is even better than Mindfreak *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show, combines winners of reality shows into one MAJOR reality show -.-&lt;br /&gt;for example, reality shows like;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Amazing Race,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Apprentice,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Survivor,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Project Runway (omgomg),&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;American's Next Top Model,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Average Joe,&lt;br /&gt;The Swan,&lt;br /&gt;Road Rules,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bachelor,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Real World,&lt;br /&gt;Showbiz mums and Dads,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;American Idol (YESYES),&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Brother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joe Millionaire,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Schomo,&lt;br /&gt;Big Brother,&lt;br /&gt;Temptation Island,&lt;br /&gt;Road Rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW!! thats ALOT of shows combined into one.. sadly, for project runway, only WENDY is in -.- it'll really be cool if austin was in though. Austin is freaking gayyyy, LOL. Anyway, famous reality shows competitors like Amazing Race (OMG), American Idol (OMGOMG), The Bachelor (OMGGGG), American Next Top Model (okay lah.. =/) and SURVIVORRR (OMGGGGG) are in. you can check out the &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/Battle/Competitors/"&gt;competitor's&lt;/a&gt; list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coolness plus :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its airing on Channel Five, 10pm on the 23rd of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm with them :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113470105156336947?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113470105156336947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113470105156336947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113470105156336947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113470105156336947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/battle-of-network-reality-stars.html' title='Battle of the Network Reality Stars :)'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113469810316209906</id><published>2005-12-16T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T09:55:03.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mindfreak :D</title><content type='html'>was damn cool yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear criss's demostration of leviation was superrr. for example, he demostrated his power of leviation infront of normal passer-bys and he even picked one out of the crowd and&lt;strong&gt; leviated&lt;/strong&gt; her! so freakingly cool *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand, there was another trick he did by asking a woman, passerby, to draw an animal on a piece of paper and hence, he told her to fold up the paper and fold it again. Then, he took the paper, did some sort of chat and a butterfly, which the woman drew, FLEW OUT OF THE PAPER. OMG, it was a &lt;strong&gt;REAL&lt;/strong&gt; butterfly =/ Gawd knows what could have happened if the woman drew a white tiger or a dodo bird xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can ALL catch mindfreak next thursday, 9pm on channel five :D&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove the show, omgg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113469810316209906?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113469810316209906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113469810316209906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113469810316209906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113469810316209906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/mindfreak-d.html' title='mindfreak :D'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113464201444699561</id><published>2005-12-15T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:20:14.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scratch out the previous post i made on giving up :)</title><content type='html'>COS I'M NOT GOING TO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after re-reading the tagboard at MOT,&lt;br /&gt;i realize that there's more than meets the eye after all!&lt;br /&gt;and that, i've read the tagboard so fast in a whirl of a moment,&lt;br /&gt;that i overlooked SO MUCH important details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i shall give you a step-by-step account on my opinion of what actually happened :) i'll let the pictures speak for themselves cos a picture speaks a thousand words, so sit back, relax and enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/twit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="1) who said Imyourmother having hong xin da jiang anyway? LOL. 2) THEY DON'T EVEN CARE, LOL." src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/400/twit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/twit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="FYI, pring is asking anonymous (not anon) where celestechen is from.. now watch :)" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/400/twit2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/twit3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="1)Now pring is asking anonymous, not anon, what school celestechen is from. 2) anonymous, now using the short form anon, not the anon we're looking out for of course, replies to pring that celeste chen is from christ church sec" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/400/twit3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/twit4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="1) LOL!?!?! WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE TRYING TO DO?! SHE'S REPLYING TO PRING WHEN PRING ISN'T TALKING TO HER, LOL. 2) Obviously poor anon is misled =( sobs. she doesn't even know how to track down a person's IP address without having to be the host, LOL. stupid -.-" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/400/twit4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighsss. hover over the picture if you can't read the captions cos the words are simply.. unreadable -.- yeah yeah, i lazy change font, yawns. obviously no one gives any damn to you, anon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stop being so pretentious -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously pring isn't talking to you, if you could analayze the conversaion carefully. oh well, it takes all kinds of stupid people -shurgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, anon here, has obviously FAILED in putting me on the headlines of TODAY and giving me 'fame' and her so called 'hatemails', so she turned to MOT instead, but alas, she got rejected as usual -sobxxxx. haiyah anon, what goes round come around! next time you know, she's gonna claim her father's dog's cousin is the pet dog of LEE HISEN LOONG, then arh, she's gonna use that lame threat that she'll probably expel me from singapore or something for illegal blogging or what -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see what lame excuse/threat she's gonna use next, coolness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113464201444699561?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113464201444699561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113464201444699561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=75199&amp;action=Preview"&gt;breakaway, feat. kelly clarkson; {bitterswt}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made it to the &lt;strong&gt;top15 &lt;/strong&gt;again, yeah baby :D&lt;br /&gt;its ranked eight now.&lt;br /&gt;compared to the other skin, i have a dream, 11, boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i reckon it'll be down soon :D&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, it was fun when it lasted :(&lt;br /&gt;improving, but still improving :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand,&lt;br /&gt;my mum asked if i would like to attend a web design course :)&lt;br /&gt;totally yays. love it, just loving it (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113463701837164888?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113463701837164888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113463701837164888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113463701837164888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113463701837164888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/top15-again-d.html' title='top15, again :D'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113463472064269195</id><published>2005-12-15T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T16:18:40.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pride is just a price i pay.</title><content type='html'>anon, i fucking give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;the least considerate thing you could do now is to leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;and stop spreading untrue rumours about me -.-&lt;br /&gt;i'm honestly tired of explaination and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm giving in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may seem only a few hours,&lt;br /&gt;but this war, is simply pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm losing my loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;i'm losing my dignity.&lt;br /&gt;rumours all around,&lt;br /&gt;they don't even carry the truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, how i wish i could give in,&lt;br /&gt;forget this whole thing,&lt;br /&gt;and live my life the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;but pride, will be the price to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a weak layer of confidence,&lt;br /&gt;builds up my exterior self.&lt;br /&gt;inside me,&lt;br /&gt;its totally breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the small little acts of defence,&lt;br /&gt;my true friends did,&lt;br /&gt;simply melts my heart,&lt;br /&gt;but what good does it do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wars after wars,&lt;br /&gt;this can go on forever.&lt;br /&gt;just what the fuck do you want?&lt;br /&gt;tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sorry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm waving that white flag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm totally drained of my self-esteem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i surrender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've fought the longest, and biggest friendship war,&lt;br /&gt;and i no longer want to fight it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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pay.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113463309174689504</id><published>2005-12-15T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T15:51:31.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sighs. anon is pathetic =/</title><content type='html'>yeah anon, you do go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, anon failed in her attempt to put me on the headlines (cos she claims her mother's friend is the EDITOR of TODAY),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, she seeks comfort in her failure by actually telling Musuem-Of-Twits that I'M copying their blog, through my other blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgggg anon, whats wrong with euuuuuuxxxxzzzzz =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its crystal that you failed =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she actually told them that I, MOI, WO, wanted to copy their hong twit da jiang -.-&lt;br /&gt;anon, are euuuuxxx blind?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered clearly i said;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER TO CHECK OUT MOT'S HONG XIN DA JIANG :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! new name for anon!&lt;br /&gt;anon the blind lamadick fuck :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i love you anon.&lt;br /&gt;get your ass over here lah.&lt;br /&gt;first she's hiding at naomi's tagboard,&lt;br /&gt;secondly, she's hiding at MOT's blog =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf is wrong with you anon =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113463309174689504?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113463309174689504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113455330365673507</id><published>2005-12-14T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T17:41:43.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new the click five layout :D</title><content type='html'>because it's much more organized :D&lt;br /&gt;rather than my previous layout with my zilian picture :(&lt;br /&gt;you have to scroll down then scroll down again XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay,&lt;br /&gt;anon, if it makes everyone happy, i'll delete jiiAwEii's -snickers, entries XD&lt;br /&gt;i've gone into in depth thinking, and,&lt;br /&gt;why not compromise with this airhead, rather than wasting my time at her.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not giving in, believe me, i still think jiiAwEii's a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've entirely changed the focus of my other blog alr,&lt;br /&gt;haha, check back soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i hope to live my life, finally, in peace and please, if you wanna claim that your mother's friend is the editor of TODAY, leave your big name here so that we can clarrify that fact lah, don't hide =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, poetry time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sociaty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sociaty these days -&lt;br /&gt;obliterated by our own kind; humans.&lt;br /&gt;pretentious beings ,&lt;br /&gt;completely devoided of self-consience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, open your eyes;&lt;br /&gt;fellow brothers and sisters of earth.&lt;br /&gt;open your eyes, and you'll find,&lt;br /&gt;mother earth, reduced to this diabolical state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wars, riots and ruthless killings,&lt;br /&gt;peace signs imprinted on every street wall.&lt;br /&gt;delusion of the spiritual kind,&lt;br /&gt;just what is going on, inside our minds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much does it takes,&lt;br /&gt;for the human race,&lt;br /&gt;to finally comprehend, the importance of peace,&lt;br /&gt;and the defination of brotherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;families losing their loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;over an insignificant war between countries,&lt;br /&gt;just what does it takes, for both sides to compromise?&lt;br /&gt;oh it doesn't take much, it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;profanities and vulgarities,&lt;br /&gt;does it help? it clearly doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;there will always be another way out,&lt;br /&gt;besides blaspheme-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the human race is such a complicated system.&lt;br /&gt;monarchy and the presidential election,&lt;br /&gt;only leads to more arguements and spites.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is wrong with sociaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hazardous gases,&lt;br /&gt;detriments our atmostphere.&lt;br /&gt;what prerogative, do they have?&lt;br /&gt;to tamper with OUR mother earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the air around is sinister and mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;one can never be too sure of even, his most trusted peer.&lt;br /&gt;bloodshed, betrayal and backstabs.&lt;br /&gt;not ,even, a tinge of trust lingers between friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; just what the hell is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a good poet.&lt;br /&gt;and its not much of a poetry. whastmore,  it DOESN'T rhyme. who says poems must rhyme? i've seen good poetry which doesn't even RHYME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i like&lt;strong&gt; shalina's&lt;/strong&gt; poem,&lt;br /&gt;i think its something like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the sun at day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the stars at night,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blahblah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot. but its nice =/&lt;br /&gt;she wrote it some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;i guess some people have it, some people don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all about inspiration =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113454476663507819</id><published>2005-12-14T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T15:19:26.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving's on sunday (:</title><content type='html'>and i can't wait (:&lt;br /&gt;gonna sink my teeth into that scumptuous turkey.&lt;br /&gt;i hope they've got a italy-imported turkey there =/&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, it won't be made in china -laughs meekly at my own stupid joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm seeing my gf this sat (:&lt;br /&gt;after five long weeks :(&lt;br /&gt;oh gawd, i miss you gf :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, i'll get that soSOsoSOso chio necklace (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya' all :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113453452010826611</id><published>2005-12-14T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T15:45:59.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH BABY, ANON IS BACK :D</title><content type='html'>YO ANON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've no idea how much we ALL miss you :(&lt;br /&gt;why? oh WHY have you deprived us of you all this while :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah people, anon is back with more shit then ever! haha. i don't wish to flood my tagboard so lemme reply you here, anon, where it is more convinient for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anonymous: delise, watch your back. its no surprise if you got assault by anyone you meet on the streets nowadays. u despise NEWTOWNER, how cool is that? in a matter of fact, queenstown is a far dreadful school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGG. this is obviously a cry for attention -.- but sad to say, such methods for attention are actually prevalent and obsolete. The reason why i so called despise NEWTOWNER&lt;s&gt;S&lt;/s&gt; , WAIT, you forgot, or should i say didn't, add an S to your NEWTOWNER. tsktsk, what poor grammatical erros =/ anyway, back to the point, the reason i so called despise newtownerS are partly because a handful of them are an odious bunch. but i DO have friends at newtown (shannon!) who are actually nice and i actually like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IN THE NAME OF TUA PEK KONG, i DID say queenstown pretty much suck =X but altogether, the people in there are genuine (WITH JIAWEI AS AN EXCEPTION) and nice. i just hate the school facilities lah stupidddd. and if i must remind you again, newtown is EXACTLY in the same band as queenstown this year, band &lt;s&gt;3&lt;/s&gt; 9 (not 3, 3 is crescent), so i don't see why it is far more dreadful, sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"anon": &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i had decided not to waste time and effort to sue you&lt;/span&gt;. cuz i know what comes around goes around. Even if i don't do something, other people will be most delighted to. I just want to tell you, we are&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;always watching you and we will catch you unprepared. so meanwhile continue *****ing and ranting!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice the sentance highlighted in purple? c'mon. this is crystal clear that your so called attempt claim of your mother's friend is the EDITOR of today has gone to naught cos the editor can't be bothered with such trival shit. like i said, the headlines of newspapers presently are crammed with news about osama, the tsunami and huang na, what special place do YOU actually hold that you think that you could get their attention to such stupid matters like blogging. It obviously shows how pretentious you are by actually making a , may i say, false claim that you know the editor of today? so what if you know her, does she know you? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah, my teacher use to tell me what goes round comes around too, so the same to you lamadick anon! i also can curse you with, quote, its no surprise if you got assualt by someone on the streets nowadays. there! a fine example of what goes round comes around! if i get assualt you also must assualt mah! want die must all die together :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh? so you can't do something because the EDITOR of today doesn't give a shit to you, or maybe SHE herself feels that you are such an obnoxious b*tch? so who are the OTHER PEOPLE? jiiAwEii call ah lian gang come hang pig's head at my gate? please, its obviously a pretext to cover up for your failure of not being able to give me 'fame'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure, watch me. i'm also watching you B) go on, catch me unprepared lah! so how long will you actually take before catching me unprepared? year 3000? LOL. This sentance, again, shows how obstinate you are because you've already got your ass whooped by us in our previous conversation yet you still choose not to concede defeat and instead, return again with yet, more deplorable excuses. And oh yes, 'we' are always watching me? i only see one of you =/ where are the rest of your 'we'? LOL. Or are you simply devoided of friends so you seek comfort in split personalities and the ability of talking to oneself? lmaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, i will continue bitching and ranting. what makes you think i'll stop -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"anon": &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;oh, and if you want to blog about us, by all means go ahead.&lt;/span&gt; its of no skin to us you know . Cuz we wouldn't spend the whole day fuming becos of your rants. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and if you had the silly idea to report us to the police, go ahead. But be sure to be rejected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sentace in purple again. isn't it conspicuous. it obviously carries the same meaning as the pathetic sentance she made previously, "so meanwhile, contiune ranting and bitching", and its such a unfortunate event that she canNOT explain a simple task like asking me to continue ranting about 'us' but instead, she has to use TWO sentance to explain it, cos her use of english is absolutely terrible. (i am not implying that my use of english is good either). we are not of an inferior intellect, unlike you, so you really don't need to strain your fingers to type out two sentances when you can actually connect what you meant to say all in one sentance. geez, haven't your teacher taught you synthesise in primary school?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just what the fuck is 'its of no skin to us you know'. lets correct her errors, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat after me anon the lamadick, 'its of no sin to us, you know'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very good lamadick! very good! gramatically correct! as well as the spelling :D&lt;br /&gt;i make a great teacher :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and quote you, anon, "cuz we wouldn't spend the whole day fuming becos of your rants". haiyah, doesn't it occur to you that since it applies to you, it can apply to me as well? have you seen me fuming because of your insults, for the past few days since your last appreance? no, i merely MISSED you and your odious virtual self so MUCH that i became despondent and i couldn't sleep for NIGHTS for being cruelly deprived of the prerogative to mock at your stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least, notice the sentance in green? Anon the lamadick, i merely used the threat of reporting you to the police because you were harrasing naomi's tagboard when you were directing your insults to me, hence, resulting in a major tsunami at her tagboard, and this, resulted in her having to change her tagboard, feel that pang of guilt up your throat now? whatsmore, even when i sincerely invited you to my tagboard at my blog but you STILL persist in hiding your ass at her blog, what the fuck is wrong with you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since you can say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and if you had the silly idea to report us to the police, go ahead. But be sure to be rejected. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so can i! so here it goes, and if you had the silly threat to put me on the headlines of today, go ahead. but be sure to be rejected. according to what YOU said, what goes round comes around :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can insult me, so can i, muahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. its gonna be a major task for you to comprehend what i just said because knowing you, lamadick's brain aren't exactly very large =/ just about the same size as an elephant's, for example, only a teeny weeny tiny bit larger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. and oh, shannon&amp;amanda, i'm really sorry for the profanities =/&lt;br /&gt;wasn't intended :(&lt;br /&gt;forgive me, babes :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote jason; -*points at anon the lamadick*, runs to the nearest kite shop, buys a kite,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"here anon, go play with it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go fly a kite, anon the lamadick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yes anon, you've got alot of grammatical mistakes =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113453452010826611?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113453452010826611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113453452010826611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113453452010826611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113453452010826611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/yeah-baby-anon-is-back-d.html' title='YEAH BABY, ANON IS BACK :D'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113448369119499053</id><published>2005-12-13T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:21:31.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my baby :(</title><content type='html'>OMGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i SOsoSOsoSOso.. want that necklace :(&lt;br /&gt;wicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum can sell fish alr =/&lt;br /&gt;she didn't wanted to get me that ohSOsoSOsoSO chio necklace :(&lt;br /&gt;and she can STILL buy ice-cream for herself :((&lt;br /&gt;c'mon man, its only forty four bucks :(&lt;br /&gt;its absolute SOsoSOsoSOso CHEAP, comparaed to all your Gucci bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i shall.. save up? -.-&lt;br /&gt;andand, i still need money for xmas gifts,cards, thanksgiving,&lt;br /&gt;andandAND joseph's bbq :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE IS A MONEY TREE WHEN YOU NEEDED ONE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, i am soSOsoSOso sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to finish my layout on French Connection :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, skin time!&lt;br /&gt;skin as in BLOGskins, not that layer of meat on you lah -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=74898&amp;action=Preview"&gt;contain my troubles in a bubble; {bitterswt}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=74929&amp;action=Preview"&gt;i have a dream; {bitterswt}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;the i have a dream layout made it to the top15.&lt;br /&gt;people must be partially blind -.-&lt;br /&gt;because, i didn't really like that skin, to be frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my personal favourite so far,&lt;br /&gt;is contain my troubles in a bubble.&lt;br /&gt;heck, it even rhymes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thank you &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/sh4natova"&gt;sh4natova&lt;/a&gt; baby :D&lt;br /&gt;this sugarsweet-sweetheart pulled up my ratings XD&lt;br /&gt;check out her fabulous blogskins btw :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way, shannon.&lt;br /&gt;i use to have this little cute p1 buddy who was also named shannon.&lt;br /&gt;hah. and when i mean cute, i mean VERY cute :)&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, so whenever someone's name is SHANNON,&lt;br /&gt;i actually have an impression that they're cute -.-&lt;br /&gt;haiyah, i think only i will have such a boliao thinking =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 ya :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113448369119499053?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113448369119499053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113448369119499053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113448369119499053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113448369119499053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-baby.html' title='my baby :('/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113438573234292352</id><published>2005-12-12T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T19:08:52.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New layout :]</title><content type='html'>Yeah, its a new layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably because i've already submitted my Fish skin to blogskins XD. Oh yes, remember to check out &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/bitterswt"&gt;my&lt;/a&gt; two pathetic skins, okays? :D And bloody rate them as well lah! you all know i deserve a five star =( even better, &lt;strong&gt;SIX STAR&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL. i fucking do not deserve a four star cos my skins are frickkin' nice :( haiyah, okay i haolian, cannot meh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this layout is 101% COMFIRM entirely made by me (: i received no outside help, aliens, dogs, cats, insect or WHATSOEVER. its fucking made by MOI, WO, ME. so no ripping -.- heh. my uncle say nice leh :D maybe i shall submit this to blogskins after i come up with another inspiration for my site =/ i took the pictures on my batam holiday btw. i like the scenary at that time of the day so hence, &lt;em&gt;-click!&lt;/em&gt; goes my camera (: OH, and can you spot a plane somewhere? LOL. i think its covered by my fucking zilian photo though :DD nvm, i look very chio :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway shan, its okay (: really. i just got a bit flared up thats all :] ha. aiyah, you know me, siao one XD. anyway, kinda surprised you apologised =/ i thought you'll scream profanaties at me like other rippers &lt;strong&gt;*cough jiiawii cough class picture cough* &lt;/strong&gt;will. aiyah, nvm, cause you didn't LOL. who cares anyway. thanks for deleting the skin woman =x don't want people to get the wrong idea that i'm copying people's codes -.- and your skins are fab as well lah. you've got like more skins then me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bully :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL nvm. i shall skip off now to photoshop to create another of my magnificient piccaso layouts! muahahah :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113438573234292352?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113438573234292352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113438573234292352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113438573234292352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113438573234292352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-layout.html' title='New layout :]'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113436561785250338</id><published>2005-12-12T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T16:43:07.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[edit]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pharagraph removed.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS; i got my adobe photoshop CS2 the day before so i made sth for jes and jol XD. titled; &lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/55/37/14557355/20628233825695l.jpg"&gt;when the world cocks out on us, at least we still have each other (: &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS; jolynn! i even removed (well, almost) those unsightly pimples on your forehead! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[/edit]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, i really do wanna attend church, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i simply can't be bothered to ask my parents. even if i ask my mum, she'll have to ask my dad. and my dad isn't a person who'll talk much and he doesn't express himself very well. so how, you tell me -.- sighs. My mum did allow me to attend thanksgiving though. been a while since i attended it :D oh wells. how i do wanna attend church, how i do wanna :( why the fuck did i quit GB?! WTF. If should have sticked to the Chapel of Ressuraction, argh. that way, i could also use an excuse that i have cca mah =D though its prisch, sighhs. I KNOW, i shall say i go for CCA again :D but on a sunday? not very wise. arghhh. June, i really do wanna attend it. i'll try, i'll try =/ my parents are tough people. and i don't really appreciate the idea of seeing edgar at the same church as i am. and its a CHINESE CHURCH, hell. yah lah, scoff people, scoff. delise is attending a CHEENA church -.- wtvr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i'll just improve my chinese there then :D Hah, see ya' on thanksgiving,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Telok Ayer &lt;s&gt;Chinese&lt;/s&gt; Methodist Church (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, please soften my parents heart, so tht they'll allow me to go =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113436561785250338?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113436561785250338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113436561785250338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113436561785250338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113436561785250338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/edit-pharagraph-removed.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113435968100494457</id><published>2005-12-12T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T11:54:41.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ANON!!! WHERE ARE YOUUUU :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought you promised me fame! like that go liaos =( THIS IS SAD! i want my fame! i want my fame! ANONNNNNNNN come back please :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i am lame :D. BUT I MISS YOU ANON!! haiyah nvm, june invited me for thanksgiving. had a hard time convincing my parents -.- like that how to break the news to them that i want to attend sunday school?! wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"now delise, sunday is family time. we have to spend it together as a family blahblah.. besides, you go church for wht?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't they've sunday school on SATURDAY?! haiyah, sunday i wanna sleep late then after that watch yu-gi-oh on kids central =( this is sad. and i can't be bothered to talk to my mum again about going church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please get me out of this shit, Lord. please soften my parents heart to let her allow me to go for thanksgiving AND sunday school -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113435968100494457?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113435968100494457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113435968100494457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113435968100494457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113435968100494457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/anon-where-are-youuuu-i-thought-you.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113429360626772413</id><published>2005-12-11T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T17:33:29.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since my parents just left for JB for a dinner, i shall take this time to blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, a good friend of mine asked me, "what was the most embarrassing moment in your life?". i know this question is pretty common but, to a person like me, i have many embarrasing moments =/ rebels are mostly the cause of it. knowing me, i absolutely canNOT keep my mouth shut, nor, sit still for more than a minute cause its boring. whats the most embarrassing moment in my life? well, my 6C pals, i'm sure you all remember miss shakina, our worst ever art teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd. she's a b*tch man, she's a b*tch. but i shan't elaborate on this cos its a long event. ask any of my 6C pals and they'll explain it to ya :D but all i know was, i was a star for that day -.- i had NO idea what came over to me to actually talk to a teacher (relief) in fact, but all i knew that she has gone overboard and i had to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my next embarrasing moment in my (prisch) life, is mdm quek, the ugly duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparantly, we were walking back to class after recess and someone (can't remember who) told me a joke which cause me to break out in hysterical peals of laughter, incoincidentally, mdm quek, being a constant busy body and as*hole, saw me laughing and pulled me aside -.- i wasn't quite obligned to being pulled out like that cause its kinda rude to me so i ACTUALLY snapped back to her an answer, WHY?, many times like why?why?why? (imagine a not happy voice) this was raftly how the conversation went;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mdm quek:&lt;/strong&gt; is that how you should walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; (apparantly, i was annoyed at having to stop laughing and being dragged out like that. so i gave her a very bochap answer lah with a -.- face) so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mdm quek:&lt;/strong&gt; i'm asking you if this is the way you should talk[!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mdm quek:&lt;/strong&gt; i am asking you a question and you should reply it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; my friend told me a very funny joke what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mdm quek:&lt;/strong&gt; who's the friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; sorry, i can't tell you. (SEE, I'M BLOODY LOYAL LAH :D actually, it was because i can't be bothered)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mdm quek:&lt;/strong&gt; then you follow me to my class (she's teaching a bloody em3 class btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then arh, she reprimanded me in front of her stupid class just because i was LAUGHING?! ridiculous and embarrassing. in the end, i had to apologise to her in a desperate sort of way cos she somewhat threatened to keep me in her class until i realize my mistake. bloody hell, i was merely laughing? and many people hated her, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah lah, so when i got back, there was a big hoo-haa on why mdm quek the duck pulled me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up till today, my most hated teachers are STILL, ms shakinanana and mdm duck. of course, there are still plenty of embarrasing moments in my life (like the time i forgot my maths hw and got sent to the disiplain[?] head and was forced to complete it outside her class and when i finished it, my teacher lectured me infront of my class and emptied out my school bag, bloody). but oh wells, it kinda earned me an experience (like doing my maths hw) and yeah, mdm duck, YOU SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113429360626772413?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113429360626772413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113429360626772413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113429360626772413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113429360626772413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/since-my-parents-just-left-for-jb-for.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113427815606244498</id><published>2005-12-11T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T13:15:56.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new layout; by yours truly :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially, i wanted to do a layout on chicken little. but seeing on common it was, i used the next best thing, FISH :D i love fish and that ridiculous submarine helmet on his head, LOL. AND, the words in its speech bubble was actually hand-written by me on my tablet. ha1ha3! my hand was rather stiff at that time so hence, the ugly handwriting =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, kbox on friday was rather, urh, boring. cos it was rather awkward with new people around but yeah, me and jes still managed to unleash the retardedness in us! muahaha. joseph was cool also. and JOLYNN KEPT YAWNING, LOL. i swear my burps are cool, they didn't like it, apparantly =/ my mum came and paid for the kbox bill. LIKE WTF. thn we went to paragon to do xmas shopping. i didn't buy much stuff though. ahh. nvm. i'm too lazy to elaborate so ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113427815606244498?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113427815606244498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113427815606244498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113427815606244498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113427815606244498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-layout-by-yours-truly-d-initially.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113419293443833314</id><published>2005-12-10T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T13:35:34.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR BROWN IS ONLY A FEW HUNDRED VOTES AWAY FROM XIAXUE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;MRBROWN AT &lt;strong&gt;4263 VOTES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIAXUE AT &lt;strong&gt;4972 VOTES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only a difference of 709 votes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTINUE VOTING TO MAKE MY CHRISTMAS WISH COME TRUE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YA' ALL WHO VOTED FOR MRBROWN AND HELPED ME (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAH MWAH XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113419293443833314?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113419293443833314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113419293443833314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113419293443833314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113419293443833314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/yess-mr-brown-is-only-few-hundred.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113409494652747755</id><published>2005-12-09T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T10:37:34.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Morons Strikes Back :D</title><content type='html'>Okay, so you all know anonymous, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparantly, she has got rocks in her head. I typed and typed at naomi's tagboard till my fingers became spastic and i couldn't type anymore. So, i asked her what does she wants and why is she doing all these lame stuff to me. LO AND BEHOLD, it was actually because of the other blog i have, &lt;a href="http://www.imyourmother.blogspot.com"&gt;www.imyourmother.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought what.. OH, that blog? Heh. So you wanna SUE me? Go ahead, i've got the time for it. AND AND, so what if your mother's friend's the editor of TODAY? Aiyoh, like that nia. So what if you've got connections? I ALSO HAVE, my sister is studying at mediacorp, I know lin jun jie and all my albums are personally signed by him (: , my Dad knows the manager of Angie The Choice (heck, we were even taken on a special tour inside the factory and the guy, Mr Foo, gave my brother 2 free cakes of his choice while other customers had to pay $10 for each cake!), I have a filthy rich uncle over in the UK, my mother's best friend's sister is actually TIMOTHY TIONG's (our chairperson) mother, and oh, i have been to his house for dinner before and it was superb (: , my dad's the boss of his own company, and last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIVE IN A BLOODY BUNAGLOW WHICH IS THREE STORIES HIGH WITH A PRIVATE POOL AND BACKYARD AND I'VE GOT A SWING AS WELL AS A BARBAQUE PIT AND MY PARENTS HAS A CAR EACH FOR THEMSELVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beat that, will ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and where do you live? IN A STUPID MEASELY 3-ROOM FLAT, HAHAHAHA. (Sorry, i am not trying to imply that all my friends who lives in flats are pathetic, this sentance is just for anon) and i presume you have to travel all the way to Bukit Merah Swimming Complex just to have a SWIM there?! LOSER. I have a privite pool you stupid fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i'm trying to get you to understand here is, if you can do something, i can do it better, much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So put a boot in your mouth lah. you CLAIM i'm impersonating so many people? Why, you're just devestated, i guess, that nobody (WHERE'S YOUR CLIQUE?!) is coming over to DEFEND you while i've got tons of friends here with me! HAHA. We asked you for your MSN so that WE could talk together online and actually prove to you i am not impersonating so many people at once, but what did you do? you ignore our request, why? Cos, maybe you've only got a 56k modem which lags bloodily or maybe YOU HAVEN'T GOT FRIENDS AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imyourmother has FANS, READERS, and your asking me to close it down? Suck cock lah you. So you say i've got spelling mistakes in there but you yourself commit your own spelling mistakes? Well, spelling mistakes are still spelling mistakes so please don't try to cover your OWN mistakes, be it minor or major. Oh, and if you would like to SUE me, go ahead, you can sue all the other 10000 blogs in singapore who uses profanities or who has discriminative content in THEIR blogs. Go ahead, waste your money and give me FAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, anon claims her mother's friend is the EDITOR OF TODAY. HAHA WHATEVER. you can't even reveal your identity let alone tag at my tagboard, but CLAIM that your mother's friend is the editor of TODAY?! Hey, maybe i could get a Friday weekly column like MRBROWN! and maybe i could get his autograph! Wah, that WILL be great man. Let your mother's friend interview me then. i like fame. and maybe i could tell her on YOU being a racist. Stop covering up! you obviously made a racist comment, i'll refresh your mind if you don't remember;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have many friends who are xtians and most of them behaves abnormally...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job anon! I won't forget you as a good friend and i will share my fame with you well ^^ OH, maybe i can tell the editor JIIAWEII actually KISSED a person of the same sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 294px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="275" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6413/1833/400/picture7.0.jpg" width="294" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOL! Or or, i could tell the editor that JIIAWEII, is late for school almost every day! and JIIAWEII, actually has a boyfriend with a GAY name. LOL. wonder how will her mother take this =/ haiyah, never. if your mother's friend want to interview me hor, you can always email me at &lt;a href="mailto:esiled@gmail.com"&gt;esiled@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; . AND REMEMBER TO LOOK OUT FOR ME IN THE HEADLINES, LOL. C'mon, the papers today are too busy with Huang Na, Osama, Tsunami and the famous pianist who escaped national service to even bother about such trival stuff. Don't you think you're a bit wee too childish? GROW UP, YOUR SO YESTERDAY, LOL. Or maybe i should tell the editor you ACTUALLY made a racist comment =/ i reckon thats worst then spourting profanities, don't you fink? Cos this 16-year-old guy went to the BOYS home because he made a racist comment on his blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the bottomline, anon, is, you suck and fuck you stupid ass head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on, we can do this all day. Get your clique's ass over here lah, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS; since anon decides to hide her cowardly ass at naomi's blog, i shall paste her tagboard code at my blog so ALL of you can see what a twit anon is ^^ and oh, i apologise for not doing this earlier so that you all can catch the whole ocnversation =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS; &lt;a href="http://www.upsiide-d0wn.blogspot.com/"&gt;angela&lt;/a&gt;, YA' KIND FRIEND (: , wrote an entry about poor annoymous as well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSSS; FYI, xiaxue did not LOSE her endorsement deals but it expired instead you dumbdumb. and the ratio of hatemails to the number of nice and encouraging mails are actually 1:15! So get your bloody facts right before opening that uncouth mouth of yours. and i would gladly like to have that 'fame' thank you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113409494652747755?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113409494652747755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113409494652747755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113409494652747755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113409494652747755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/morons-strikes-back-d.html' title='The Morons Strikes Back :D'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113403343090341326</id><published>2005-12-08T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T16:46:58.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moron II.</title><content type='html'>this post is for you, ANNOYMOUS THE DUMBFUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon, who'll be so lame use so many name to TAG, idiot.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. since you don't know your ABCS, i shall forgive you on account of that.&lt;br /&gt;so i urge you take a look at the evidence before opening your stinking mouth to actually slander me on impersonating so many nicknames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/teacher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="31" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/teacher.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/encyclopedia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="39" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/encyclopedia.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/dictionary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="68" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/dictionary.jpg" width="305" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/annoymous.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 54px" height="43" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/annoymous.0.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can't get what i'm saying,&lt;br /&gt;the IPs are totally different, asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or are you just devestated that no one's coming over to help ya?&lt;br /&gt;because your too a twerp of a friend. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that, i sympathize with your situation.&lt;br /&gt;stop defending your useless self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your lack of understanding is so major,&lt;br /&gt;even my fingers are spastic from explaining to ya'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, thanks naomi, jason, jolynn and ALL MY FRIENDS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNOYMOUS YOU STUPID LAMADICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, bye everyone. i'm gonna surf the net to find out whats the penalty for harrasment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS; annoymous, i have nothing againest you and i don't know whats with the sudden insult attack. but, if you don't stop this, i am seriously going to make a police report on your harrestment. trust me. i have your IP and even if your using your friend's comp or whatsoever, it can still be tracked down. you can go ahead and smirk, but try me. if you know me, you would've known by now that i mean what i say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113403343090341326?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113403343090341326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113403343090341326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113403343090341326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113403343090341326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/moron-ii.html' title='moron II.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113402201505539743</id><published>2005-12-08T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T14:06:55.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morons.</title><content type='html'>go on, i don't even know why your doing all this to me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even wanna know the reason, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you won't actually believe this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;your insults are what build up my confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the confidence, to stand correct of oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say whatever you want.&lt;br /&gt;and i'd remind myself to get some earplugs today.&lt;br /&gt;cos you can totally suck osama's dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the invitation is still open for ya' to tag here.&lt;br /&gt;why hide your cowardly ass at naomi's blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you get vapourised by those aliens in chicken little.&lt;br /&gt;get your backside off the face of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;and please don't tell me i should be the one.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm totally cool with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;expect yourself to be &lt;em&gt;perfect,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;before criticising on the &lt;em&gt;imperfections&lt;/em&gt; of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you perfect? no, &lt;strong&gt;shut the fuck up&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;neither am i. but i can choose to forget the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;that is, if you apologise, and i will too, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;all's fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live life the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;speak softly but carry a big protest sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so i'm not going to say anything more,&lt;br /&gt;cos a picture speaks a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.magicmakers.com/retail/animal%20noses/pig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, i hate to tell ya' this but, she has an absolute uncanny resembalance to you! i'm glad you found your twin :D one of your kind, yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS; sorry for the uncouth language. but look at yourself; your worse. AND, since you got your share of insults, i should too :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113402201505539743?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113402201505539743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113402201505539743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113402201505539743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113402201505539743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/morons.html' title='morons.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113396878100873447</id><published>2005-12-07T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T23:19:41.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUR BACK (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISSED YA'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113396878100873447?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113396878100873447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113396878100873447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113396878100873447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113396878100873447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/your-back-missed-ya-loves.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113394218836289482</id><published>2005-12-07T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T16:15:56.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forget the post below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can preach about your fatabulous english, and mock at my english.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just stare at ya' at the end of the day;&lt;br /&gt;thinking, morons will never run out, will they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if its over, let it go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;come tomorrow, it will seem,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so yesterday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always thought this phrase made sense.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll just let it go, and forget your ugly face :D&lt;br /&gt;cos you're SO YESTERDAY, KIDDO.&lt;br /&gt;catch up, will ya'?&lt;br /&gt;stop living in your childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please don't tell me to stop living in mine as well.&lt;br /&gt;cos its so predictable.&lt;br /&gt;come up with freshed answers before tellin' me off.&lt;br /&gt;cos the old ones won't have any effect on me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, &lt;a href="http://weblogawards.org/2005/12/best_asian_blog.php"&gt;DO VOTE FOR MR BROWN!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr brown, YEAH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;if only ya' could stop being so formal whimme,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;and just talk to me like old friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;its kinda.. hard, telling ya' how i feel about certain stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;i wish i could tell ya';&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;how much i need someone who would listen to my troubles, right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;how i wish ya' could gimme some old friend's advise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;how i wish ya' understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;how much i wish you could help me out of this whole thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;how i wish ya' could just freaking talk to me a friend, and not a stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;and i really need a good listener now, tht's ya, my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;it'll be nice if you could read this, and understand, how i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;strong&gt;jolynn&lt;/strong&gt;, ya' really know how to cheer a friend up (: and many thanks for listening to my crap, i appreciate it, YOU'RE A TERRIFIC LISTENER (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113394218836289482?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113394218836289482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113394218836289482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113394218836289482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113394218836289482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/forget-post-below.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113393981828284264</id><published>2005-12-07T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T15:28:10.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>will the world never run out of morons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annoymous, if you would like to actually TELL me you've made this extraordinary discovery that my spelling sucks, why thank you. but i'm terribly sorry this extraordinary discovery seemed to be actually.. old news. for the last time alr, i admit my spelling sucks and everyone knows that. if you wish to tell me my ENGLISH sucks, tell me lah. why use an excuse of spelling to break that news, sigh. i'm sorry if my vocab isn't very good. why don't YOU tell me how good your vocab is? heh. i'm really interested to learn from ya', really. i'm sincerely willing to learn smart vocabulary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, so i'm ugly? yayness. if that isn't a better compliment! wees. so i think you MUST look like dawn yang in order to tell me that i'm UGLY? joy oh joy! c'mon, show picture lah.. don't shy leh. my boobs are, FLAT? if i must tell ya', thts the best news i've heard all day! like who wants big boobs who weighs at least a ton... thanks buddy, love ya' (: and i reckon your boobs must be amazingly huge in order for ya' to look in disgust at my -chokes, small boobs =( hey, then i won't hesitate to ask for your cup size then =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, btw, if you haven't watched the show, chicken little DID save the world in the end. thanks dude. i know i'm VERY capable of handling my own vocab and spelling and i assure you i WILL salvage my english. and i find chicken little positively cute as well B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your trying to get at imyourmother (btw people, do read it, ITS NICE), sorry but its a nice blog and my friends loves it, heh.&lt;em&gt; why, you got 184 guys to fk every day arh?&lt;/em&gt; LOL. inside joke, don't take it to heart. its gonna take more than that.. its gonna take more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if they like my content, SO BE IT. if you don't like my spelling, aw go put a sock in it. i didn't state that the entires are SPELLING-MISTAKES free you kuku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i end this, i would like to tell ya' tht you are cordinally invited to preach about my english/looks at my blog cos i've got a tagboard here and it isn't nice showing people how uncivilised you are cos it tells alot about your parents. and for the last time, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THERES A TAGBOARD HERE. LOOK TO YOUR RIGHT LAH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; its specially bolded and enlarged in case you're too cock-eyed to read it and that'll probably explain why you overlooked my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a clique if you must. i'm all ready and fired up. and give me your best insults and i'll trash 'em in the bin and pretend i didn't hear 'em at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please leave your big name as well. so i can contact you to compare cup sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS; i hate to tell ya' to grow up and get a life cos it sounds dead childish.. BUT I LIKE IT LAH ANYWAY, HAH :D so, GROW UP AND GET A LIFE, KIDDO (: and i'll like to fart in your face as well, -POOOT, smelly anot? HAHA. yah lah, old school's mockery i know, BUT I LIKE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113393981828284264?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113393981828284264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113393981828284264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113393981828284264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113393981828284264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/will-world-never-run-out-of-morons.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113388295353441703</id><published>2005-12-06T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:29:13.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for JESLINE :D</title><content type='html'>okay okay, since the response for yours truly to write a short review about YOU is overwhelming, i shall do this for my bestest friend, JESLINE, heh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESLINE;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i prefer to call her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;SQUISHY (LIQUID)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. cos i take utmost pleasure in reminding her that she's only worth &lt;em&gt;15 mesos&lt;/em&gt;, HAHAHAHA. (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;3. super, super nice :D&lt;br /&gt;4. cheapskate!! forever asking me for a treat XD&lt;br /&gt;5. i once told her i was oblignted to trade brains with her; she rejected me :(&lt;br /&gt;6. she assisted me in taking edgar chia on a wild goose chase, in maple, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;money-faced $_$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if got 10c on the floor she also want one.. XD&lt;br /&gt;8. extremely smart. 240 for PSLE; now you see why i wanna trade brains with 'er (:&lt;br /&gt;10. this kind swtheart burned photoshop for me, but i can't use it, SADLY.&lt;br /&gt;11. so thats not counted lah :D&lt;br /&gt;12. she was a former rmps school team table tennis player,&lt;br /&gt;13. i swear she'll get your ass kicked if ya' up againest her.&lt;br /&gt;14. she LOVES happy tree friends tee-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;15. she stood me up for 1hr at the bowling alley the other time &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'd make this  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; measely&lt;/span&gt; line longer cos i'm nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. she is thin but she has muscles :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH. THTS ALL JES, AND &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YA' LOADS&lt;/span&gt; GIRLFRIEND (: love ya' singing at kbox :D heh. super retarded, LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113388295353441703?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113388295353441703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113388295353441703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113388295353441703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113388295353441703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/for-jesline-d.html' title='for JESLINE :D'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113384935042430707</id><published>2005-12-06T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T14:14:46.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for ya'</title><content type='html'>since joseph is VERY satisfied, i presume, with my short writeup on wht i know about joseph, i shall write about my other close friends as well, so yeah, please thank me ya' freaks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOLYNN;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. claims she has a pimpled face.&lt;br /&gt;2. but actually, i can't really tell.&lt;br /&gt;3. STILL has a crush on&lt;strong&gt; gwx&lt;/strong&gt;, for the 4th year running alr.&lt;br /&gt;4. is the richest dude ever.&lt;br /&gt;5. gave me a $50+ precious moments musical box for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;6. orgainizes the best birthday parties ever :D&lt;br /&gt;7. has a cool and spacious room, i like B)&lt;br /&gt;8. visits the most incredible places on holiday [e.g egypt, canada]&lt;br /&gt;9. my locker mate for P5&amp;6.&lt;br /&gt;10. the bestest friend i could ever have :D&lt;br /&gt;11. has a &lt;em&gt;twisted smile&lt;/em&gt; when laughing.&lt;br /&gt;12. she likes my sarcasm, WEES =/&lt;br /&gt;13. but actually i don't have any.&lt;br /&gt;14. forever complaining about the singapore government disallowing PRs to buy bungalows.&lt;br /&gt;15. basically cos she's just jealous i live in one and mine comes with a pool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ya' want me to write about ya, leave a tag :D and i might just write about ya' if i feel like it :D ego. and since we're at this list thingy, ya' all could get me some stuff for christmas :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHT I WANT FOR &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. IPOD VIDEO, IPOD VIDEO, IPOD VIDEO :D&lt;br /&gt;2. any earplugs will do.&lt;br /&gt;3. greetings from Imrie house by the click five *&lt;br /&gt;4. nike dunks. *&lt;br /&gt;5. ANY, schoolbag. *&lt;br /&gt;6. another adrian mole book.&lt;br /&gt;7. a necklace with my name (:&lt;br /&gt;8. and ya', to stay happy ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*s&lt;/strong&gt;;  i'm in desperate need of 'em.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113384935042430707?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113384935042430707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113384935042430707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113384935042430707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113384935042430707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/for-ya.html' title='for ya&apos;'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113379502347006480</id><published>2005-12-05T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T23:03:43.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if &lt;strong&gt;rachel&lt;/strong&gt; can blog about joe ng the great gay, LIKE SO CAN &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;YOURS TRULY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;s&gt;and i can do it 10000 times better (pardon the ego)&lt;/s&gt; but of course, you can't compare myself, the inferior, with rachel, who's SPELLING&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (yah lah stupid ntss freaks i know my spelling sucks, &lt;strong&gt;bastards&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;is much better and much much more intellectual. but HECK, its the content which really matters so draw up the curtains and VA-VA-VOOM :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOSEPH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. was formerly known as Mr. Yosefu.&lt;br /&gt;2. yours truly wrote a &lt;em&gt;disgustingly stupid&lt;/em&gt; but &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt; poem for him (it was rather long ago though)&lt;br /&gt;3. i actually SOLVED a friendship problem for him :D (sorry lah, must show off =/)&lt;br /&gt;4. Joseph is actually the son of Jacob in the Bible =x&lt;br /&gt;5. and Joseph, son of Jacob, was actually Jacob's most treasured son among the other 12.&lt;br /&gt;6. i've known him for 3 years and i'm still knowing him :D&lt;br /&gt;7. i bestowed the honerable name of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;JOE THE GREAT GAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; onto him.&lt;br /&gt;8. his the person i'll turn to, to confide in (although not most of the time =/)&lt;br /&gt;9. his a geek B) haha.&lt;br /&gt;10. but his a funky dude altogether.&lt;br /&gt;11. famous for his stories and edpics such as the BREASTFEEDING ROOM for an example.&lt;br /&gt;12. very, very lovable (:&lt;br /&gt;13. and also siao one.. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;14. socialable and he maybe the next ricky martin version TWO, OKAYS.&lt;br /&gt;15. and we all LOVE HIM LOADS &lt;strong&gt;B)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't mistook sentance number 15. haha thts all joseph (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAT THT, RACHEL :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113379502347006480?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113379502347006480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113379502347006480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113379502347006480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113379502347006480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/if-rachel-can-blog-about-joe-ng-great.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113379128216746833</id><published>2005-12-05T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T22:01:22.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm procrastinating on my batam trip post for day 2 and the day out with my prisch mates today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah, lazy lah hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today was FUNN :D love ya guys loads! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;6C04&lt;/span&gt; WAN SUI! .. i siao one, LOL. this sucks, i can't use the photoshop jesline burnt for me :( THE AGONY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ya' have&lt;strong&gt; adobe photoshop 0.7/CS&lt;/strong&gt;, i wld love ya' loads if you wld care to burn them for me (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113379128216746833?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113379128216746833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113379128216746833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113379128216746833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113379128216746833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-procrastinating-on-my-batam-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113366523195399968</id><published>2005-12-04T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T12:17:34.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>batam trip; con'd.</title><content type='html'>haiyah, wht i meant on my previous post was tht i hope he's happy and tht doesn't mean i'm SAD - -" lol, wht were you guys thinking, man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, back to my trip. muahahaha. got a gazillion photos today. starting off from where i left it was on the last post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we finished messing around with the go-karts, we noticed tht there was this pool table beside it. being the annoying us, we decided to play pool to pass our time xD okay okay, i know a picture speaks a thousand words, so i'm gonna let the pictures speak for themselves :D &lt;s&gt;(actually, its because i'm too lazy to type and my use of english is terribly poor)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yours truly and her awesomely[LOL?] cute brother :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey, care for a game of pool?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after abt 10min or so, the tour bus came and it actually took us to this &lt;strong&gt;LONG&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;HUGE&lt;/strong&gt; bridge.. pointless - -" but the bridge was nice lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;big hor?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040353.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roadside make-shift-stalls at the end of the bridge (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040356.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I SWEAR, dang the wind :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the long and pointless "tour" on the bridge, the tour guide brought us to this seafood restaurant to have our lunch. before tht, he brought us to this small tourist shop beside the restaurant. the store assistants there were actually dressed up as &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIA girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ya know, the steward costume you see when you travel on Singapore Airlines or wtvr. SO COOL LAH!! lol! nvm, poked around the store and saw some fantastic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i like these colorful stuff ((: didn't buy them though =/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no comments for this disgustingly obscene picture :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my bro was amused with the thing and attempts to touch its boobs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my cousin found a nearby crab thingy and he wanted to use its claw to claw her boobs xD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my brother eats one of his kind - -"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my cousin is siao i tell you. i was fansinated by the doll lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;psst, look at the middle doll. "hey, don't shoot my dick (x"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"alright alr! i surrender.. you can shoot my dick :("&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know wht this is.. but i was VERY fascinated with it (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040383.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040383.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha, eat a &lt;strong&gt;gong gong&lt;/strong&gt; and you'll become a &lt;strong&gt;gong1gong1&lt;/strong&gt;! (enunach[?]) (x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after lunch. i know, we all look dumb :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having eaten our scumptuous lunch, the tour guide brought us to a nearby place for a show. the show was fascinating and interesting, i confess! it gave us a indepth account of the indoneisia culture and how fabulous it is. okay, enough talking and on to the show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;first up was some indoneisian dance.. nothing special about it. the malay dance CCA at my school also has this dance.. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you've seen chinese lion dance on chinese new year.. but i bet you've NEVER seen a malay lion dance cos i didn't (: something new, yup.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this guy is REALLY cool, he was somewhat "peeling" off the skin of the coconut with his own bare teeth! gawsh, his even better than ah meng the orangutan in the singapore zoo, LOL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he was actually eating CHARCOAL with FIRE =/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the other guy was eating GLASS, and he looked like as if his eating it just like he was eating potato chips, if you get wht i mean =x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and yup, thts the end of the show. the last act was the same guy (who ate glass) jumped through a ring of fire, and the ring was REALLY small, about the same size of an average swimming float for a 4 years old. didn't manage to catch it cos he did it really fast and accurately. coolness. they asked for donations after the show cos their teeth were broken because of the acts and they needed to see a dentist. sign, but the money was worth their act, so thus, i give them a &lt;strong&gt;5 star rated act :D&lt;/strong&gt; tht commemorates the photolog for day 1 cos i was too tired to take any more photos :D :D and to commemorate the photolog, i've a last photo for all of ya'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ya lah, laugh lah laugh lah - -" but i think i look pretty cool in this :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show we went to a temple to do some praying or wtvr. thn we were brought to this shopping center which the tour guide &lt;em&gt;claims&lt;/em&gt; its the &lt;strong&gt;biggest&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;newest&lt;/strong&gt; yet of batam. well.. not bad lah for a small city like batam. the shopping center was about the same size and capacity as plaza singapura (i changed my mind) but a bit tad smaller. only tht it has &lt;em&gt;4 levels&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; 7 like plaza singapura cos since it was the newest, some of the shops were not open and yeah, didn't get much stuff there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were given 1hr30min (horrendous, i know) to shop and thn we were brought back to our hotel. the hotel, or should i say, resort is FABULOUS, but more of tht on the next post cos its really hard to contain a gazillion pictures into a single post. had dinner at a restaurant in the resort and they could actually receive singapore's television program so watched&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;tong xin yuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as well on the tv attatched above our dinner table :D coolness! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, enjoy the photos and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sayonara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113366523195399968?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113366523195399968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113366523195399968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113366523195399968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113366523195399968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/batam-trip-cond.html' title='batam trip; con&apos;d.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113360879656677628</id><published>2005-12-03T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T19:19:57.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm.. &lt;strong&gt;disappointed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda expected it. but not the person whom i had in mind. geez, shocking. its okay, i'm happy enough tht his confiding in me and thts good enough alr. i'm happy with my present life and i hope he would too (: his situation opened me up to a more complicated relationship, yes. i sincerely hope she'll accept you as part of her life, no matter how far away she is from singapore. and IF, there is no way for her to work out, urh, with you, don't worry, you could always try and try till you succeed. if you truly liked and admire her, you must NEVER give up on her, regardless of how complicated the situation is and continue giving your 101% effort and show her with your unconditional love (aiyah, very mushy hor?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'd always be here, as a friend &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and i hope, a best friend),&lt;/span&gt; for ya' (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres plenty of a opportunity for you later on in life. so sit back and relax life as it is now and grab the opportunity if it comes by (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah, i talk until like very wht hor? nvm. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;this post is specially dedicated to a special person and friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and if he ever stumbles on this post at my humble site (which is near impossible), i hope you'll treasure you're loved ones and PLEASE, don't forsake her for sth else, which i know this is wht guys are famous for, pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya' know who ya' are (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113360879656677628?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113360879656677628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113360879656677628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113360879656677628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113360879656677628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/im.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113360714301939441</id><published>2005-12-03T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T18:52:23.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M BACK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy shit, &lt;em&gt;i love batam!&lt;/em&gt; the palm trees.. the beach.. the people there, EVERYTHING, SWEAR (well almost). pictures later, MUAHAHAHA. meanwhile, i take the deepest regret in announcing tht i've moved back to my old url cos, for a simple reason, I LIKE IT. what? not happy arh? too bad lo.. its the second url i thought of and its simply coolness! sorry lah.. ya know, it carries more memories than the other url, wth! crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;batam was cool, like i said. only tht the shopping sucks there. i've only been to TWO shopping centers (i know, don't gasp!) and both about the same size as tiong bahru plaza, the first one could be compared to great world city though, only a bit larger. more of tht later. pictures will be along the way so enjoy this mega long post and salvage at my holiday, MUAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep in slumberland but was wickedly awaken by dad's constant tugging on my blacket. and it was 6AM and the ferry like leaves at 9AM. WTF. over-paranoid people.. tsk. my uncle drove us to harbourfront and checked in. we could finally board the ferry at 9AM, WOOTS. the view was great from the ferry. you could actually see sentosa and the wind was damn strong i swear. the boat ride to batam was fun! we actually sat on the outside of the boat, WEES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SENTOSA! in the background..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LIKE WHEN'S THE FERRY GONNA MOVE :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FINALLY! sayonara singapore ^.^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HEY GIRL, I WANNA CATCH YOUR WAVE xD (inside joke)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the wind blows our hairs away, WEES.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIS IS SILLY, it rains whenever i'm in the picture :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND BYEBYE SINGAPORE (x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;unfortunately, it rained when we reached batam :( the ferry terminal there wasn't quite impressive, well, i guess tht's what you'll expect over there. so got into the tour bus and made ourselves comfatable in there (: the tour guide, i must say, looks positively smashing! tht handsome shit xD but his english.. urgh. his chinese was, urh, okayyyy i guess. lemme give ya an example,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tour guide [english]:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*imagine edgar chia speaking english, its the same situation. only slightly worser*&lt;/em&gt; sooo, urh, erm, welkum to batam, i hope yew enjoy, erm, stay 'ere. if yew 'ave any questians, yew can , urh, arsk me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tour guide [chinese]:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*imagine a typical china man off the streets of china*&lt;/em&gt; 欢迎你们来到了batam! 希望你们能在这里玩得开开心心！吃得肥肥胖胖！如果有she3 me4问题，可以来找我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay lah, you're can ownself imagine hor. his chinese was fantastic lah, its just his english which bugs me. he had to repeat it in both languages cos there were ang mohs travelling with us and of cos, they don't understand chinese. enough about the bloody tour guide and lets get moving on to the trip!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;my youngest brother with MY cap, idiot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate to see such fine land wasted. if only PCK could see the unuse land here and use it to enhance his company. then, the philosophy of PCK's singapore, JB and some say &lt;strong&gt;BATAM&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;will surely be true lah :D but its a pity to see such land wasted, really :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WOOHOO, first class sea view xD or rather, lake =/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after a okay okay journey on the luxurious bus, we finally arrived at some wulu wulu place.. the tour guide told us tht we'll be having a short toilet break there.. AT A GO-KART AREA? LOL. so while we were there, we snooped around the place and messed with the go-karts and pool table. haha. HERE YA GO JOLYNN, OOGLE AND INDULGE AND THE SIZE OF THE GO-KART TRACK LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ze &lt;strong&gt;OH-SO-MIGHTY&lt;/strong&gt; go kart signboard.. - -"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU GO, GO-KART MAN, LOL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PEOPLE, START YOUR ENGINES and VA-VA-VOOM!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one last picture for you all to salvage..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tht officially commemorates the end of today's photolog session! yah lah.. i know it isn't much. i'd continue tomorrow. i'm beat. and oh yes, one last thing before i leave, maybe you'll all like to take some time off and read&lt;a href="http://faithignition.blogspot.com/2005/11/wake-up-lah-please.html"&gt; this entry&lt;/a&gt;, i find it positively meaningful and well written (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113360714301939441?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113360714301939441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113360714301939441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113360714301939441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113360714301939441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-back-holy-shit-i-love-batam-palm.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113333982768307401</id><published>2005-11-30T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T16:37:08.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellos hellos hellos (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd be going off on holiday to batam tomorrow until saturday, i think. i'm not pretty sure, hee. anyway, i hope the movie with&lt;strong&gt; 6c04&lt;/strong&gt; will be succesful and i hope most of them don't cancel out on us the last minute &lt;em&gt;*cough glen cough*.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, wasn't feeling too well just now. slept for about 1hr before eating lunch, again. cos i puked when i got back from tuition, yeah. horrible feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, off to play sims 2, WEES, cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113333982768307401?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113333982768307401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113333982768307401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113333982768307401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113333982768307401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/hellos-hellos-hellos-id-be-going-off.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113326209381687788</id><published>2005-11-29T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T20:22:47.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling real smart today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished &lt;strong&gt;exercise 5A and 5B&lt;/strong&gt; of my sec2 maths text, WOOPEES. like if tht's something to be happy about, geez =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hopped over to orchard after tuition. coincidentally, i saw germaine and gareth at the bus stop. so yeah, went over to tiong bahru first, met edchia, and took a train to orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell. the 37 degrees schoolbag cost a bloody $39.90! and i only had $20 on me cos i thought;&lt;em&gt; nah, 37 degrees stuff shouldn't be THT expensive as roxy&lt;/em&gt; and thts probably why i didn't get a roxy schoolbag. BAHHH. and edchia just HAD to bring $12. wahh T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is tragic man. went to converse to look for subsitute schoolbags, nada. the bags were crap i swear. went to the wallet shop, PFFT, wallets, durh. LOL. loads of cool slingbags, but not schoolbags =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to wistma atria. got stopped by this retarded looking news reporter, whoever she is. like i hope i'm not going to be on tv. I HOPE NOT, BAH. something to spoil my day with.. pfft. kept asking me retarded questions like; wht do you think is the suitable age for a BGR, etcetc yada yada. STUPIDDDDDD. i swear. and a stupid fly suddenly buzzed infront of my nose, and i scrunced up my face like this &gt;&lt; and i WILL look damn stupid on tv and i HOPE it won't be on tv lah! this sucks. like you can't walk along orchard road one fine tuesday morning without being stopped by retarded people asking you stupid questions and youths beggin ya for donations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure, i won't mind sparing a penny for the unfortunates. i WILL donate at least $2 to any uncle or auntie i see selling tissues (that is, if i have spare change). but not those annoying, pesky youths going around orchard; qing gei wo yi fen zhong (give me one minute). and after you donate, another bunch of youths (with dyed hair mind you) come to you and ask you for donations to the same group. and when you said that you donated, they actually ASK you where you donated it and WHOM did you donated it to. and after that they'll give you that bu shuang face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WHAT THE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we donate at our free will. and you retards are just wasting your time. i'm not saying all charity groups are like that. i would just like to point out this bunch of youths for example. they're rude, annoying and who knows if they were actually volenteers. they were actually selling emily the strange key-chains at $10! WTH. for charity, they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like any crook could buy emily the strange key-chains at $4.90 (like what angela said) and re-sell them for $10. this is not right. and they were RUDE, okays. whatsmore, they had their hair dyed and dressed like ah bengs and lians. geez, maybe its real. but they don't look like, to me. at least if you kindly reject other charity groups of donations, they'll still smile at you and tell you its okay, cos you haven't got spare change, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next time, think if its a creditable charity orgainsation before donating (i.e the salvation army)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yup, byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113326209381687788?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113326209381687788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113326209381687788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113326209381687788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113326209381687788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-feeling-real-smart-today.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113317005082903042</id><published>2005-11-28T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T19:24:54.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>like i found my &lt;a href="http://onewayy-jesus.blogspot.com"&gt;twin&lt;/a&gt; today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;delise.&lt;/strong&gt; you don't usually find people with tht name off the street. but conincidentally, today, i found one off the net :D at first, it was kinda weird looking at my own name staring back at me. cos i thought delise IS a special and unique name nobody else possess. but today, i found my match :D when i was young, i always wanted someone to have the same name as i had. i wanted my name to be commen. the one you'll always see on custom-made keychains at gifts-a-name. but gradually, i begin to appreciate my name and its uniqueness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, today, was a totally different feeling. seeing my name on someone else's blog was WEIRD, way weird. like a i'm a totally different person. or rather, a different person leading a different life but under the same special name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, i guess your bound to find a person sharing the same name with you, sooner or later :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113317005082903042?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113317005082903042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113317005082903042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113317005082903042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113317005082903042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/like-i-found-my-twin-today-d-delise.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113309970361412350</id><published>2005-11-27T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T21:55:03.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>like i got my nikes today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not dunks thought, for several reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;/strong&gt; its expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt; its not appealing, on second thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)&lt;/strong&gt; i can't run with it, cos its flat (wtvr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)&lt;/strong&gt; it clashes with my school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i've precautionsly selected this pair of superb&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; orange nikes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, WEES :D mum and dad said i could have it cos it was initally priced at $89.90 when i checked on saturday at queensway but it was going at $59.90 today at tiong baruh :D like WEES, cool. i just happen to be there at the right time xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the shop assistant was annoying, i tell you. like after my parents agreed to buy it, i went up to him and told him i wanted one of MY size, and like he said that was the smallest?! my ass. it was a tad bigger but it was okay. but i wanted a smaller sized one but heck, its okay. and i think his noob lah, keep walking around the shop but dunno wheres the box for the shoe. and he had to ask his friends. like how do you work if you don't know where the stuffs are?! geeeez. and i followed him round the shop and back to where my dad was. ridiculous. LOL. like he took me on a mini-tour of the shop xD. my mum wanted to buy shoes as well. but didn't, cos the one she wanted (psst, i picked it out for her btw =D) only had a 10% discount. so she's gonna come back again next wk to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and when my mum was about to pay for my shoes at the counter, she took one last look at it (cos she wasn't with me when i tried on the shoes, she was looking at the other shoes on the bargain rack) and she SCREAMED, i mean literally cos she know it was big. and she made a big fuss about it being big - -" but we bought it anyway. cos it was only a TAD bigger. muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and Rena, i hope the tutorial on making paperhearts worked xD i'm not good at explaining myself sometimes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdbye all-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113309970361412350?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113309970361412350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113309970361412350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113309970361412350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113309970361412350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/like-i-got-my-nikes-today-d-but-not.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113306787707127146</id><published>2005-11-27T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T13:04:37.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed.</title><content type='html'>i'm pissed about ALOT of stuff today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;my period isn't coming. i hope there isn't anything wrong whimme :( geez, this is stressful lahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its a wonder what friends can do to backstab you, its really a wonder. sometimes you entrust your friend with the most deepest of your secrets you've kept to yourself for a long period of time. you've carried this secret with you and you've always taken good care of it. but one day, you trusted your bestest of your best friend with this and he swore never to let it out. but lo and behold, the next day, the friend of your bestest best friend bombed you with funny questions like how america bombed japan during the 1945s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you felt that you're whole world has fallen. you've nothing left. everybody knows your secret (or rather everybody). you're lost. you're hurt, you're depressed and you're angred. how could your bestest of best friend do this to you?! of cos, he don't care. cos his fortunate enough. and he didn't even gave you an explaination! that secret was sensative and personal to you. and he blurted it out, just like tht, how would you have felt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, you suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you still regard us as your friends, i think you owe joseph an apology, glen ng. cos friends like you are simply too much. we hope you understand, cos we're still your friends, or at least until you apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i personally think his an idiot cos he actually asked me how to apologize - -"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot, no offense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and to joe: &lt;/strong&gt;you're a nice friend and you know it. we've known each other for 3 years+ and you've known glen for at least 5 years. i hope you two will still be the bestest of friends you've always been cos you two seems nice together :D (okay, tht doesn't sound right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to glen:&lt;/strong&gt; you better appreciate your friend, jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to qy:&lt;/strong&gt; joseph is a great guy and you know tht (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOVES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;delise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113306787707127146?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113306787707127146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113306787707127146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113306787707127146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113306787707127146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/pissed.html' title='pissed.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113299706201063821</id><published>2005-11-26T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T17:24:22.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS SAD :(</title><content type='html'>i just realize that&lt;strong&gt; xxxx SMSES ___ ____ for da past few days&lt;/strong&gt; alrdy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;SAD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;SAD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;SAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh, i'm so free, sms me lah xD geez, this is seriously tragic. you may think this is nothing to you but it means alot to me okays :( its like ___ ____ and i each got the wrong person to talk to. like i'm so free and i've a thousand free sms, SO&lt;em&gt; SMS ME&lt;/em&gt;, PLEASE &gt;&lt; geez, i sound really, urh, stupid, ohwells. and like ___ ____, you can have ___ cos i'm simply not interested in talking to him. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;this is frustrating D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113299706201063821?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113299706201063821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113299706201063821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113299706201063821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113299706201063821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-sad.html' title='THIS IS SAD :('/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113290253261257709</id><published>2005-11-25T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T15:08:52.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to rmps (:</title><content type='html'>went back to rmps today to get my brosis's p6 and p3 texts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll say, the school's changed.. for the worst. everytime i come back i always see that stupid motto; a school where all work hard, play hard and make a mark. like if you want it to rhyme, its plain stupid and ingenius. anyway, the place where you purchase the books are right NEXT to the chinese orchestra room. it's scary okay. like when you're talking halfway suddenly cymbals will bang and drums will BOOM, scaring the shit out of you... plain ingenius. and you can hardly hear the bookshop auntie talking to you with that load of noise going on next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, while waiting for my mum to re-check my brosis's books to make sure that they were correctly given cos the last time she went to purchase my p1 bro's book, the shopkeeper apparantly overcharged her of a large sum of $20. maybe it's becaues the chinese orchestra next door was getting on her nerves.. poor auntie. so while my mum was checking, i snooped around the general office to find out what's new at my once-second-home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out something which was really shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they've changed the core values. or rather, HER, mdm tan or whatever. it use to be the old CIRCLE core values, simple but it has a large impact and it could deliver the message of what the school expects to bring out in every rmpsian. what about the new one? its complicated and stupid although it consists of rather intellectual words, words which you don't expect kids of the lower primary to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;espect for self and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;lways be gracious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;esire for learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;gnite creativity and innovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;ever give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;aximise potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;im for excellence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;tand up for integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. if i were a typical rmpsian, presently, i rather go do my maths than learn this. sure, it's smart and intellectual, like i said, and it's meaningful. but it's a PRIMARY school you're running, not a first class toilet company. it seriously sounds like one of those high-class company trying to promote the good values of their company. but it's a PRIMARY school. pri1 students won't be able to grab what you're trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just what the hell is STAND UP FOR INTEGRITY?! i can't even figure out what this means. its either i'm stupid or your sentence doesn't makes sense. if you wanna compose a phrase which starts with S with integrity inside, use a simpler and senseful one lah.. eh senseful? hmms,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show integrity to the sociaty/community/family/yadayada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. but it's ridiculous and annoying i tell you. the way she runs the school like as if it's a first class restaurant. what's that rule about disallowing ex-rmpsians to come back to their once-second-home? like guess who made those donations to the school previously, US. so what if your the new principal, rmps is our second home and it'll always be. the only thing different is that mrs yeo is OUR original and genuine principal.. not you. do a survey and count whats the ratio of those presently studying in rmps who likes you and those who doesn't. take a poll amongst the parents. they're certainly not happy with you. neither is my mum or my aunt. some even withdrew their child out of rmps. isn't that sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, what's that obscure rule of disallowing parents to enter the school? sure, its reasonable. but on a rainy day? on a day which is raining cats on dogs? i tell you, rubbish. once, there was a heavy rain and she didn't allow any parents/cars/dogs/yadayada to ENTER. forcing the parents to stand outside in the heavy rain. one parent even took a picture of the situation. THEN, she had no choice but to let them in. cos it's wonders what you can do with a picture. the press will always love a juicy scoop on principals.. don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatsmore, her ridiculous arrangement for meet-the-parents session, stupid. she actually arranged them during the DAY. mrs yeo arranged them during the NIGHT after our parent's are dismissed from their workplace mind you. during the DAY bloody hell. find a time which is more convinient for our parents lah.. after all, they're the one paying the school fees, donations and they're the one sending their child to rmps. else where do you think you're other 3/4 half of the school comes from? the drain? hell no. even after parents complained to her about meet-the-parents arrangement time, guess what she said. she flared up and told them to tell their boss that their child is more important than their work?! HELLOS, our parents need to work to make a living to support us and give us an EDUCATION to go to SCHOOL. no work = no school. ASSHOLE. our parents will love to come to school and ask the teachers on how we're doing. but their work play a crucial role in their life as well, it's their livihood. oh, i forgot, you don't care. cos you're just another snobbish, ridiculous, selfish and rude principal. you're so selfish as to only think of your individual needs, i hate to say it but it's true. our parents need to work. but you don't care, why? cos you're in your air-conditioned office drinking office and leaving our parents to work out this diliemma by themselves. to work or not to work? hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres still a million reasons on why we don't like you. but i'm sure you yourself understand what are those reasons cos we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why spend so much money on making fountians and improving our school's fengshui? use the money for something educational lah.. like more workshops, computers, etc. you don't go use our money to improve the FENGSHUI of our school dammit. unless its your money of cos. but i seriously don't know where the money come from. geez. i'm sorry if i've misunderstood you. and whats with the extra fountain in the school garden and porch?! and all those goldfishes on the foyer.. geeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way, this post was not meant to be in any form of deflamation. so to hell with deflamation and all that crap. i was merely voicing out my opinions and many others in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113290253261257709?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113290253261257709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113290253261257709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113290253261257709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113290253261257709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-to-rmps.html' title='back to rmps (:'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113282078711985887</id><published>2005-11-24T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T16:26:27.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wo PA ni de zhang lang..</title><content type='html'>guo mei mei ought to be &lt;em&gt;slapped, literally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather, whoever who came up with the lyrics to her latest song, actually i don't even know the title. i know it has a phrase which goes; KAN JIAN ZHANG LANG, WO BU PA BU PA LAA~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, STOP THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i ACTUALLY liked the numa numa song, yeah that song in chicken little. but the zhang lang song? HELL, NO. it's sick, disgusting and childish. like the other phrase; YI GE REN SHUI WO BU PA BU PA LAA~. excuse me but it's not like as if crockcoches would visit you EVERYDAY when you sleep, from what i perceive from your lyrics. the lyricst ought to be fired. whatsmore, it's a ONE SONG ALBUM AGAIN. like please, you don't expect people to buy a ONE SONG ALBUM cos it's a totally pointless waste of money. people got so much money mehs? shit lah. the lyrics are freaking stupid and idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people still say they are NICE and liven up your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pui arh. everytime i switch on the tv or radio bought to be a time where she goes MAI-AH-HEE, MAI-AH-HOO, MAI-AH-HA, MAI-AH-HAHA. KAN JIAN ZHANG LANG WO BU PA BU PA LA~. i feel like shooting my radio/tv set whenever i hear that sickening song. it's irritating the shit out of me, swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna save up to buy a &lt;strong&gt;digital cam (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113282078711985887?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113282078711985887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113282078711985887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113282078711985887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113282078711985887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/wo-pa-ni-de-zhang-lang.html' title='wo PA ni de zhang lang..'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113273014184630619</id><published>2005-11-23T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T16:08:37.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spellings :D</title><content type='html'>after i had my lunch, i had the greatest shock of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparantly, somebody failed their spellings. tchtch. now you now hope important spelling is huh (; (note the alteration &amp; clothing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, me and angela had the crappiest idea during veg. terminator's tuition today. i, was complaining and whining (as usual) to her about having to write a script for drama and i haven't finish it cos i've run out of idea (but i submitted it anyway :D). so, the both ingenius twosome, us decided to come up of a script of our own! if&lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2005/11/harrys-goblet-and-pot-of-fire.html"&gt; xiaxue, could select her cast for harry potter and the goblet of fire&lt;/a&gt;, so can yours trulies (is there even such a word?!) ! muahaha. behold, our selective cast for a typical school play! -applaud please, it's basic courtesy. if xiaxue could put david beckham as ron &amp;amp; voldermort (yeah i know its the same person playing 2 roles.), paris playing fleur and jay chou as viktor, we can even have the main's character's parents be PENGUINS. hhahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOURS TRULIES PRESENTS YOU, OUR CAST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: roles are to be remained as in the script. only adding and subtracting of characters are allowed. any form of resembalance to any person, dog, crockcoach, giraffe, snake , animal, insect or mammel dead or alive is purly CONINCIDENTAL and yours trulies takes no responsibilities for the uncanny resambalance or whatsoever of any person, dog, crockcoah yada yada blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAIN CHARACTERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edgerr Chua&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name could also be pronouced as AhH giiRlXxxx (most perferably prounouced in a sluttish tone which ought to break the windows). terribly gay. fat and obese. lUrRvEe To TyPe lIkE tHiSSsSsSS~ cos his gay, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr &amp; Mrs Chua&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penguins. they live in madagascar. but they've recently emigrated to their new microwave oven home off the shore of hawaii. parents of eDgErr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wenxing &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fellow lesbian girlfriend of eDgErr~ her school skirt is so long it could be used to sweep the floor. cleaners worships her cos they can slack off and play taiti while she cleans the floor for them with her disgustingly long school skirt donned with HUGE pink polka dots. typical nerdddd. nerdy but lesbian :D She is a walrus by the way. sHe iisH eDgErr's GiRLfRiEnD wOrXXX. she's actually so beautiful that you can see her pimpled face gleaming in the sunlights, oh~, love has found her way into your heart~, in spite of the fact that you spit out your grandmother's specialised bird nest but when love is concerned, some things cease to matter~, ahh~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeffirii&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;you may not believe this, but the compatianate hearts of yours trulies have decided to not tample with this character but instead, shower him with brawn. exceedingly macho. he can pick up a feather with absolutely no hesitation or difficulty! LIKE OMG, how cool is that?! he weights of a heavy and macho 6 pounds. and is skinnier than your average toothpick. MACHO SEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i've decided to keep the main characters short. now, about the motive of a typical school play. what would you expect in a school play? what motto does a school play usually wish to deliver to the audience about the school, itself? well, with the courtesy of Guo Mei Mei (btw, her song bu pa bu pa or whatever shit is obscenely disgusting), our school name will be bestowed with the pretigious name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MA-EE-AH-HOO SPECIAL SCHOOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our motto: to showcase the talants students at MA-EE-AH-HOO Special School possess and to bring out the best in each individual, to a certain extent (say like 1cm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will be the play about?&lt;br /&gt;whatever shit you, scriptwriters, will be able to conjour up with. best of luck and oh, can i have your autograph? i wish had a chance to tell you how dropdead gorgeous you are.. but why waste this chance? OMG, YOU'RE SO PRETTAYE T.T (alright, this is outta point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd probably put up the script tmr if i have time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a bonus, i shall present you all a picture of Wenxing in !person! (okay, maybe not.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; HEIGHT: 164px" height="226" src="http://www.kennysia.com/images/photos/20050803-8.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture with courtesy of kennysia.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113273014184630619?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113273014184630619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113273014184630619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113273014184630619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113273014184630619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/spellings-d.html' title='spellings :D'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113264617531693300</id><published>2005-11-22T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T15:56:15.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOMISED :DD</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MY SEC2 TEXTS ARE ARRIVING TMR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna mug, for streaming next year.&lt;br /&gt;swear, if i wanna get into a good class,&lt;br /&gt;hard work WILL be involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;won't tell you my dream class :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahnyah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometimes i wish time could go faster. then i'd say goodbye to queenstown and all the horrors there. QUICK, i don't mind sitting for my O levels tomorrow. so as long as i'm out of queenstown. to tell you the truth, &lt;strong&gt;it sucks&lt;/strong&gt;. i just wanna do well, go somewhr else and byebye to queenstown :D wonder what got into my mind when i chose queenstown as my school. gahs. i wanna fast foward time, grow up faster, explore the adult world, work and independance, ya know. my own fruits out of my own labour. but i need a good education, firstly. geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need hard work, in order to obtain my desired class &amp; subject combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my chinese just gotta buck up.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta do well in maths.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta pull put my socks in science, literally.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta rack my brains for history,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;although i'm already a natural :D&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HAVE to read more books.&lt;br /&gt;i just gotta read more maps as well.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna get a headstart on my lit book.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna ask lenardo da vinci to bless me in art.&lt;br /&gt;i DEFINITELY have to stop falling asleep in DNT.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna enjoy home ec ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I JUST GOTTA DO WELL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, no more counting on lady luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all hard work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;whenever i achieve something, i always wanted to do better, i always blame myself, asking, why didn't i do better? if i'd done that, i would've done better! why didn't i?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm &lt;em&gt;never &lt;/em&gt;satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this time, i'm gonna fuifil my cravings and yup, do well =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-glups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;provided if i'm gonna get into my designated JC =x&lt;br /&gt;(or poly, in other cases)&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not tellin' ya which (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a secret,&lt;br /&gt;between me, and my brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113264617531693300?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113264617531693300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113264617531693300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113264617531693300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113264617531693300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/randomised-dd.html' title='RANDOMISED :DD'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113258140830064823</id><published>2005-11-21T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:56:48.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA :D</title><content type='html'>I KNOW,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four posts in a day is absurd.&lt;br /&gt;but you really need to take a look at these xD.&lt;br /&gt;funny, maximum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kuraidesu.blogspot.com/2005/11/time-for-someaction.html"&gt;time for some action&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kuraidesu.blogspot.com/2005/10/whats-there-to-talk-about_20.html"&gt;what's there to talk about.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swear, you'll laugh your hairy ass off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113258140830064823?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113258140830064823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113258140830064823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113258140830064823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113258140830064823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/haha-d.html' title='HAHA :D'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113257993348556526</id><published>2005-11-21T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:32:15.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am not weird.</title><content type='html'>hellos there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my name is &lt;strong&gt;Esiled&lt;/strong&gt;. its the psychomatic side of yours truly. i know Esiled is my name, Delise, spelt backwards, cuz thats the way my mind works as well. my hair is an amazingly loud color of PINK, cuz pink is the latest gay fashion in town and i lurrrrve it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my parents are snowmen&lt;/strong&gt;. they live in iceland. they don't get to visit me too often cuz the whether here in singapore is so HUMID. LIKE OMG! i know, it's way cool to have snowmens as parents. they sent me aboard to study here at singapore under the tyranncy of education cuz they wanted me to be smart enough to built a refrigerated home for them when they retire from their job at Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory (Iceland). way cool for an ordinary i-have-snowmens-for-parents kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother is spanish. he has a curly mustarche which is purple in color and he lives on the moon. his girlfriend is that squirrel, Sandy, who stars in Spongebob Squarepants. it's somewhat exciting to have an Actress as a girlfriend. and she even comes with a fishbowl on her head! I KNOW, IT'S COOL. his gonna get me her autograph, well geez, soon :D i can't wait! psst, he promised me he'll bring me back to the moon once i build that refrigerated house for my parents :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandfather is none other than &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Santa Clause&lt;/strong&gt;. He gave me rudolf as my pet for Christmas last year. The only awkward thing about him now is that his no longer rudolf the red nose but rudolf the green nose reindeer =/ cuz he tragically ate my brocollis on Christmas when i dumped them into the Christmas Tree. So start sucking up to me, losers! Muahhaaha! cuz Santa Clause is my grandpa! Jealous, very :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend is &lt;strong&gt;Bubbles from the Powerpuff Girls&lt;/strong&gt;. I think she's a slut, seriously. Shh, don't tell her that! Else she'll whoop me in the butt =X doesn't she get sick of wearing the same clothes everyday? Please, have FASHION SENSE. tch. saving the day isn't everything, ya know! sometimes i get pretty much jealous of her cuz she got this screaming bunch of 8-year-old kid watching her shows every Saturday D: I hate you, biatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that concludes the end of Esiled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am NOT weird..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113257993348556526?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113257993348556526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113257993348556526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113257993348556526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113257993348556526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-not-weird.html' title='i am not weird.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113257031041330319</id><published>2005-11-21T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T18:51:50.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you all even, care?</title><content type='html'>what revovles round a classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;do you all even care, about the class? not at all? the class is VERY fallen and to tell you the truth, i'm definitely NOT happy, being in such a disbanded class, seriously. tell me, since when have you guys did what classmates are suppose to do. you ask me, why isn't the class united? you ask them, why aren't you doing what a strong-bonded class is doing?! lemme ask you, well, where is YOUR responsibility? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;everybody plays a role in the classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;like that time when we decided to have a class t-shirt. what was all the whining for?! $11 isn't alot of money.. 1D's class t-shirt cos $16 for goodness's sake. and why are you whining there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"the t-shirt sooooo expensiveeeeee"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"why should we even have a class tee"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"my parent's say waste moneyyyy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"i don't really care"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so, you don't care, don't you? have any idea what time the t-shirt designing com stayed back to design and rack our brains about the t-shirt to? you have NO idea. cos while we're sitting in our humid classroom, you're back at home, air-conditioned room, playing dotA/maple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;what do you have to whine about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hate to say this, but i JUST have to say this. we're not making out as a class well enough. sure, all of you have cliques and friends. but cliques AREN'T what makes a class up. you're united within your clique, but not within the class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;how about inter-class captain's ball? you all just made up your decision and half the class didn't even KNOW who were playing. is that called class spirit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and now, i'm just simply asking all of you to post and keep the class blog alive. and you whine. you're free aren't you? take a little time off mapling, say, about 30sec. won't kill you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i have to say is, &lt;strong&gt;i'm displeased.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing my part, why aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please, my 6c classmates, can we PLEASE meet up, like to watch chicken little or sth? cos i REALLY miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dear&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; GLEN,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; please, do NOT inform us that you have golf the very last minute and cancell out on us cos i'm very pissed with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113257031041330319?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113257031041330319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113257031041330319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113257031041330319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113257031041330319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/do-you-all-even-care.html' title='do you all even, care?'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113255409122203380</id><published>2005-11-21T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T14:21:31.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hospital experience.</title><content type='html'>after tuition, i rushed home to accompany my grandma to the hospital for her checkup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum drove us to SGH. i was clueless of where to go but thankfully, my grandma knows. so i simply tagged along behind her and i found myself at the outpatient clinic a few minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to wait for quite a while before it was our turn. apparantly, the number on the ticket stated : ROOM 7. but the nurse told us we could proceed to ROOM 10. i was VERY confused cos my grandma told me to go ROOM 7 but the nurse at the counter claims it was ROOM 10. so we just went on to ROOM 10 :D a very nice uncle there told us to press the number thingy cos we were at loss and didn't know what to do. and so we waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite some time before the doctor from ROOM 7 told us to go in for consultation but i told her that the nurse at the counter told us to proceed to ROOM 10 but we went in anyhow. sheesh. why can't hospital stuff agree on something?! it's so disorgainzed! bleh. later, we went back to waiting outside ROOM 10. this man, who had already had a number, was damn itchy hand lah. he pressed the machine for who-knows-why but didn't take the ticket. STUPID- and he just walked away and went back to his seat. LIKE WHAT THE HELL. that ticket machine is so NOT a machine for 3-years-old, like you, to press here press there. since you already have a ticket, KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF and sit down like a good boy! don't itchy hand go touch things. -shrugs. whatsmore, he seemed like a well-educated guy to me. then why is he so STUPID and ANNOYING?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, while my grandma was in ROOM 10 receiving her treatment, i went to the phramacy to grab a number in advance cos the phramacy has been known to have long queues (the nurse tipped me off that (: ) then, we paid at the counter and went to have our lunch. after 40min or so, we went back to the phramacy and wees, my grandma's turn. good timing (; collected the medicine and went to pay at the counter. the staff there was SO impolite lah. swear. went home in a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays, i gtg meet edchia now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113255409122203380?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113255409122203380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113255409122203380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113255409122203380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113255409122203380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/hospital-experience.html' title='hospital experience.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113249171464200958</id><published>2005-11-20T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T21:01:54.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>family fair 2005.</title><content type='html'>it's family fair 2005, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 74px" height="85" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040210.jpg" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;great fun today, swear. went to expo for&lt;strong&gt; family fair 2005&lt;/strong&gt;. the place was frickkin' crowded.. with families (: so we walked around and saw lotsa great stuff on sale. i wanted to take a picture of this bunch of cute key-chain animals but the booth auntie stopped me and told me that no photography of merchandise was allowed. pfft. take a bit won't die one what - -" not like as if a lil' innocent girl like yours truly is gonna copy your keychains. i've better ideas to make key chains if i want to. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040194.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 73px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 67px" height="93" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040194.0.jpg" width="112" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there was this booth selling a machine which somewhat looks like those type of machines you see in funfairs or game arcades. you control the claw thing to pick up a toy. but this is much different, it's a mini-claw-pickup-thing. it's real cool and fun. so my mum bought one for my sis as her christmas prez. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a magic fabic painting booth and also one particular booth which sold rather appealing bean agar-agar. swt. mum bought a packet but i didn't get to try it out. there was also a scout's booth and they set up this play area like a survival obstacle and it's HIGH okay. as high as the slide in your nearby playground, swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 78px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 70px" height="145" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040188.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;some interesting things we saw there was a bungee jump rope and a horse thingy. it's like you go on the horse and you try to stay on board for as long as possible. that was way cool lah! a boy got on it and no sooner fell off after a short while. muahahaha.. creampuffs xD. wanted to give it a shot but was wearing skirt so heck.. didn't wanna embarass myself xD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we were looking around for the maplestory booth and my siblings were starting to doubt if there was a maplestory booth when suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/P1040205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="203" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/P1040205.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LO AND BEHOLD. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, there was this slime and orange mushroom giant figerines and these cardboard characters of the four main jobs in maple, warrior, thief, magician and archer. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;gdbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113249171464200958?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113249171464200958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113249171464200958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113249171464200958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113249171464200958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/family-fair-2005_20.html' title='family fair 2005.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113239741442924383</id><published>2005-11-19T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T23:51:37.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day out, WEES.</title><content type='html'>YES. I GOT MY SOCKS. I'M PROUD TO ANNOUNCE THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'VE GOT MY SOCKS.&lt;/strong&gt; WEES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you can't do anything about it :D&lt;br /&gt;COS I GOT MY SOCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more sponsor-hunting. WOOPEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, $49 goes into apple's pocket. BUT WHO GIVES A DAMN. you tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO.GIVES.A.DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i got my socks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays, yesterday night was fun. we, brosisbro, watched RUSSELL PETERS till like when &lt;s&gt;my dad came out with a cane and pooped our party &lt;/s&gt;we were too tired to watch anymore =/ SHUCKS. swear,&lt;em&gt; russell peters will get you frickkin' murdered man&lt;/em&gt;. i'm sending it to angela now. LOL. she's not gonna live this.. she's NOT. muahaha. we played songs at full blast like we don't really care what the neighbours say :DDD NUMA NUMA IS NICE :D and so is MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS :D oh jeezus, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched goblet of fire today. but when i got to tiong baruh, eddie &lt;s&gt;claims&lt;/s&gt; said that there was a long queue outside the cinema. so we went up to look and there was NO queue - -". so we were comtemplating on whether to watch the movie today cos since there was a long queue at tiong baruh (which eddie claims) that morning, what would it be like at plaza singapura? so nah, we went to funan to get my SOCKS :D then, his mum called. his aunt gave birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- -"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats? apparantly, her daughter needs a name. AND THEY NEED THE HELP OF YOURS TRULY :D yes, i'm not joking. MUAHAHAHA. so the first name that came to my mind was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DELISE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really what. they wanted a unique name. DELISE IS UNIQUE I SWEAR.. &lt;s&gt;and stupid&lt;/s&gt;. so the other choice was JUAN. LOL. a story behind that name (: but he needed at least 3 so i gave him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan, Pearlyn (yes, pearlyn xD) andClarice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pearlyn is a nice name. but JUAN IS GAY. LOL. Clarice was something i thought up of in a whirl of a second cos i really wanted to move on. why think of such complicated names.. if your choice of english name isn't wide then just use your friend's or use a simple name like MARY, JANE, PETER. LOL. like my chinese isn't very good so next time when i've a child, i'll probably call them XIAOMING, XIAOHUA. LOL. isn't it simple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, eddie whined and whined on not being able to watch a movie cos he wanted to watch a movie today so we went to cine to try our luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THANK ALLAH WE GOT TICKETS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like when we got there, there were ONLY an estimated of 5 seats left and it was SELLING OUT FAST. and like all the other times were SOLD OUT. okay.. scary. so a couple infront of us bought 2 tickets. and there was another guy infront of us. AND I WAS DAMN SCARED HE'LL PURCHASE THE REST OF THE SEATS. but for who knows what reason he walked away. LOL. so THERE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies. i just did the stupidiest thing today. mx stands for meixian okay. get that. me is for yours truly xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mx: you know glen's number.&lt;br /&gt;me: eh, yeah i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;mx: can gif me? i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;me: 62763380&lt;br /&gt;mx: thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pauses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mx: eh. i thought his number is 6xxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? really meh.. *thinks*&lt;br /&gt;me: EH. THATS ANGELA'S NUMBER LEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. paiseh lah. that was roughly how the conversation on MSN went. I REALLY DIDN'T KNOW. her number and glen's number sound kinda alike - -"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg slp. tata-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113239741442924383?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113239741442924383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113239741442924383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113239741442924383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113239741442924383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/day-out-wees.html' title='day out, WEES.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113230605770326172</id><published>2005-11-18T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T17:27:37.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI ALL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, someone, ANYONE, sponsor me a box of socks? T.T nano socks that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. i've worked out my list of donators. muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jolynn - &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange sock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jason - &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green sock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eddie -&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; pink sock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aunt - &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;grey sock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;santa - &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;purple sock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rudolf - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue sock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pretty please?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my note to santa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear santa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want a box of socks for christmas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yours truly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not greedy :D&lt;br /&gt;donations welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113230605770326172?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113230605770326172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113230605770326172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113230605770326172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113230605770326172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/hi-all-d-please-someone-anyone-sponsor.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113223328595197003</id><published>2005-11-17T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T21:14:45.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've moved, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos orange being gay doesn't dig me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so relink me, or suffer (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neonlights-.blogspot.com"&gt;www.neonlights-.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd try to keep this as my final url.&lt;br /&gt;no promises made. ditto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113223328595197003?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113223328595197003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113223328595197003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113223328595197003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113223328595197003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/ive-moved-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113220615090079484</id><published>2005-11-17T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T13:42:30.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY :D</title><content type='html'>okies. to prove that i'm not that twerp of a friend you have, i shall now, prove to you all that i'm indeed a true-blue friend. firstly, i would like to apologize to my friend,&lt;strong&gt; jiiAwEii&lt;/strong&gt;, who has been unknowingly maligned by yours truly. secondly, today is her birthday, so i would like to wish her a happy birthday. look! i'm even gonna sing to you your birthday song as a bonus :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and a 1,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, two, 3 !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUU~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;YOU'RE BORN IN THE ZOOOOoo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;YOU LOOK LIKE A MONKEYYYY~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AND YOU STINK LIKE ONE TOO~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CLAPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! you're finally &lt;s&gt;six&lt;/s&gt; THIRTEEN years old! btw, would you like to have a sharkfin dinner at bukit ho SWEE today? HAHAHAHA. bring along your DARLING DOGGIE too, okays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;that's what friends are for ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113220615090079484?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113220615090079484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113220615090079484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113220615090079484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113220615090079484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-birthday-d.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY :D'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113211483589621085</id><published>2005-11-16T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T12:20:35.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my-incoming-new-layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THANKYOU CAT :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for taking the time and patience off your schedule to make me a custom made layout for my blog =D oh, i love you so ((x due to my blog url being gay, i couldn't find a suitable blogskin gay enough to match my url. BUT THANKYOU FOR CATHERINE :D lol! i'm like damn happy lah (((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want a custom-made layout for you, yourself, yup, yourself, not your mother, you could visit her &lt;a href="http://www.breakloose-.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and request for a layout ^^ or you could visit her blogskins and download one of her previous layouts from there and voila! enjoy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mms, i just read xiaxue's blog. and i found her lastest entry very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"You know, if you aren't a popular blogger you won't come to realise how dumb, anal, and uptight the Singaporean blog-reading population is, really. Nothing really surprises me anymore, so nowadays I just find it very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I think from now on I shall blog seemingly innocuous statements and have people getting angry over virtually nothing! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW RIGHT SHE IS. the full article is &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2005/11/hahahaha.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. FYI, xiaxue a.k.a wendy cheng is a famous singaporean blogger who voices out her opinions truthfully and honestly. it'll be a good thing if you read her article here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk, singaporeans are such petty people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113211483589621085?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113211483589621085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113211483589621085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113211483589621085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113211483589621085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-incoming-new-layout.html' title='my-incoming-new-layout'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113205952044032582</id><published>2005-11-15T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T20:58:40.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI ALL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DELISE DA GREAT IS HERE TO BLOG AGAIN, HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my drama script is dued &lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt; - -" and i'm absolutely not in the MOOD to finish it TODAY. i've brought back my lappy from my dad's workplace but i did NOT bring back the ADAPTER cos i thought i WON'T be needing it. but my adapter is down to HALF a BATTERY now and i HAVEN'T started on my SCRIPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, FA MAN BOW, HOW LUCKY COULD I GET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah, i better get cracking on my script before the battery cocks out on me. okay, the cock part didn't sound right, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cyaaaaaaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113205952044032582?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113205952044032582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113205952044032582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113205952044032582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113205952044032582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/hi-all-d-delise-da-great-is-here-to.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113203354390955670</id><published>2005-11-15T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T13:45:43.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE?</title><content type='html'>PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;I JUST NEED THIS ONE, LAST, CHANCE.&lt;br /&gt;JUST THIS.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WON'T LET YOU DOWN, NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;I'D DO ANYTHING FOR THIS, ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COS I'VE SINNED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I ADMIT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST, PLEASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113203354390955670?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113203354390955670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113203354390955670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113203354390955670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113203354390955670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/please.html' title='PLEASE?'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113195401069215872</id><published>2005-11-14T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T15:40:10.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmms.. new skin (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like it. you should too. it's by the same designer: twomilesdown. wow, she's fab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided, to read &lt;strong&gt;5 pages&lt;/strong&gt; of my bible &lt;strong&gt;every day&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sentosa yesterday to watch a violin performance by 'the joyful strings'. no, their performance wasn't an ordinary violin symphony. it was different, and creative. the were dancing while playing their violins and they even wore heelys and rolled while playing. HOW COOL IS THAT. mms okay. i want my nano socks badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to batam on dec 1 - 3. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hopefully, it'll all pass, in time to come, as a nightmare. and nothing more. please, just this once. yup, i've made my mistakes, it was stupid. nvm, there's always time to repent. i just hope, okay. i just need this one more chance, one more, that's all i ask for. i'd give anything for this, anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113195401069215872?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113195401069215872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113195401069215872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113195401069215872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113195401069215872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/hmms.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113177721645605832</id><published>2005-11-12T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T14:33:36.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want my socks =(</title><content type='html'>hihihi ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, my grandma was hospitalised yesterday. bad thing, yup. but she got discharged today although she was suppose to be staying over at SGH for 2 nights. muahaha. apparently, a chicken claw somewhat hurt her hand and it got swollen and infected. she assume it was nothing big and didn't apply medication on it until later into the night when she developed fever. thus, my aunt brought her to the doctors, twice, to have an injection but that didn't help cos it became more swollen then ever yesterday. so she had to be admitted into SGH cos they had a hand specialist there.. but she's alright now =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched 'the exorcism of emily rose' yesterday. i somewhat dislike horror movies so yah lah, i spent most of the time hiding my face away. but nice movie though =D based on a true story.. go watch it. it's about a girl who got possesed by a demon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that, went to angela's house at around 11.30am. she changed her hp AGAIN =.= wanted to transfer some of her songs on her comp to my ipod but couldn't for some reason or another, tragic. so wasted our time away unchecking the songs i don't want and checking them back cos we couldn't transfer it. haiyo. angela had some SCREW earrings which was damn cute lah. HAHAHA. no wonder she's screwy ((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made our way to wheelock place after that cos angela wanted to get HER tubes =D her NANO tubes lah, what were you thinking man? okay, very rip off. a box of 5 tubes cost about $54. but it was rather worth it. i wanna get those nano SOCKS *_* yup, the whole box. loveee it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched 'the exorcism of emily rose' and went for tuition after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cyaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;regrets, are always too late. repents, there's always time for it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so as long as you believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113177721645605832?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113177721645605832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113177721645605832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113177721645605832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113177721645605832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-want-my-socks.html' title='i want my socks =('/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113160611101128550</id><published>2005-11-10T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T15:01:51.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leting all the hate out.</title><content type='html'>haiyah, i'm just letting all the hatred out in this post. no, this post isn't about who you think she is. it's about someone else, someone you least expect (: i shall name her, &lt;strong&gt;prunella&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i admit she was nice in the first place, and she shows a sense of loyalty to her friends. i don't hate her, but i was just thinking, since her loyalty to her friends knew no bounds, why didn't she eat her share of consequences and share the hard times with her friend instead of giving stupid advise and putting on a fake cover(ok, maybe it's not fake)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like for example, in this case. prunella has a friend called tammy, she also has a group of friends called helga, who has a so-called-clique. and helga, and her so-called-clique hates tammy for one reason or another which still remains unknown. and tammy always regarded prunella as her bestest of her friends. but prunella, instead, seemed like a better friend to helga. she always hanged out with helga, and left tammy in the lurch, alone, and by herself. Juan, another friend of tammy and prunella, felt sorry for tammy, so juan talked to tammy about prunella. tammy wasn't very happy with prunella. prunella used to be such a great friend to tammy. she used to hang out with tammy. but now, she's with helga(or so may it seem). tammy would occasionally talk to prunella about their friendship. but prunella would often repeat the same things, that tammy's always her best friend and she's just hanging with helga to find out why they hate her. i admit that might be prunella's good intention, but, is having fun with helga and her clique and leaving tammy to wait for prunella to finish whatever fun she's having a part of her good intention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you had no idea how dejected tammy felt, cos i know, she told me. you think that wasn't enough? theres more than meets the eye if i must tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prunella's also a rather well-known person. wheres the humble and loyal prunella we once knew? no, fame got into her head, poof. tammy seems quite okay now. i hope, genuinely, that both of you would get back to being good friends like you use to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the point now is, juan, a friend of prunella, wasn't on such good terms with some of her friends because of a certain case. prunella was also involved in the certain case. she got her share of blame in the first place, but it was only for a short while. while juan, she got blammed, till now. and prunella instead, was on such good terms with everybody while juan was hated by everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;occasionally, whenever teamwork was involved, like on one occasion. they were supposed to be split up into 2 teams. a team was lacking of 3 members, which incoincidentally turned out to be juan's enemy. but prunella joined her enemy's team and left juan by herself. yes, even tammy joined prunella in her team (cos she's her best friend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're reading this, prunella, i just wanna let you know that, i still regard you as a good friend. but fame shouldn't reach your head, continue being humble like you use to be the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post seems rather pointless to me. please don't go sprouting uncouth remarks on my tagboard cos prunella isn't somebody i reckon you know. only that individual, herself, knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm &lt;em&gt;truly&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;disappointed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113160611101128550?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113160611101128550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113160611101128550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113160611101128550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113160611101128550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/leting-all-hate-out.html' title='leting all the hate out.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113152380088998150</id><published>2005-11-09T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T16:16:10.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a long time.</title><content type='html'>hellos all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since my last post. my apologies =( apparantly i haven't been in the good-sort-of-mood to blog, of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, jogged with dad today. i swear i have to go on a diet else i'll end up looking like a &lt;strong&gt;coconut&lt;/strong&gt; (wait, that doesn't sound right). okay, i don't like going on diet after all, cos it's really stupid eating salad 24 hours straight. i think it's &lt;em&gt;gay&lt;/em&gt;. so i'll go jogging instead. and i guess it's back to the 20pushups-40crunches-every-night routine. gah. just when i was starting to enjoy life's pleasures. and here comes the weight problem, skipping along. screw, why didn't God gave me an extra stomach when he created the world? with that, no more waking up at a disgustingly early hour of 7am 3 times per wk to jog. now, isn't that great? too bad life wasn't made to suit us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the long period since my last jog was rather large. cos i started to feel abit funny after jogging. no, not funny as in hahaha, but funny as in , urh, strange. okays, way out of shape. i had to plop down on my bed for awhile in order for my heart to settle down. geez. no more macdonalds, nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited timothy food's house last friday, before he left on his 1mth vacation to china. it isn't everyday you get to visit your dear, old, chairman in his own, very own, house, clothed with a t-shirt and shorts instead of the usual, school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at the size of his &lt;strong&gt;plasma&lt;/strong&gt;. omfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his mum was really nice. so we had 2 pizzas, chicken wings and sushi for dinner =D since his mother was my mum's best friend's sister. yes, i know it's complicated. if you don't understand, your dumb. yah, his mum took out a bunch of photo album of old photos, really old, and MY MUM WAS ACTUALLY INSIDE THE PHOTO. geez, not everyday you get to come across such coincidential events. anyway, have fun on your china trip, timothy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;i will blog when i'm obligned to cos i'm procrastinating, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't finished my long-dued drama script =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s'long, &lt;em&gt;till we meet again&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;if i could turn back time. but don't ponder on dark times. think of the good times that lies ahead, and just believe (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113152380088998150?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113152380088998150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113152380088998150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113152380088998150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113152380088998150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-been-long-time.html' title='it&apos;s been a long time.'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113111420562732662</id><published>2005-11-04T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T22:23:25.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>normal day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;can &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, by the click five, and &lt;strong&gt;bad day&lt;/strong&gt;, by daniel powter, sum up a NORMAL DAY?! read on to find out (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Where is the moment we need at the most&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I woke up early in my hotel room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wait for my alarm to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;They tell me your blue skies fade to grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about the things&lt;br /&gt;I’ve gotta do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;They tell me your passion's gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Damn, my mind is gonna blow&lt;br /&gt;I’m freaking out, about whats ahead&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’ll just stay in bed&lt;br /&gt;Cause it’s no fun to be the one going out of my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tell it to myself again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re looking for something you can’t find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you give it up, you’ll lose your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s always something in your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You're falling to pieces everytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re gonna have good day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You're taking one down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit my job about a week ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You say you don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told 'em that I need some time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m going strong on Lexapro&lt;br /&gt;Doctor says I’m doing fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m freaking out about whats ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; The camera don't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’ll just stay in bed&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's no fun to be the one going out of my head&lt;br /&gt;So I tell it to myself again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re looking for something you can’t find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Well you need a blue sky holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://a.tribalfusion.com/i.click?site=SongLyricscom&amp;adSpace=ROS&amp;amp;size=300x250&amp;requestID=258210786" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;If you give it up, you’ll lose your mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s always something in your way&lt;br /&gt;What can you say? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re gonna have a good day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jostling about I couldn’t lose&lt;br /&gt;I realized that its the only thing I knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You're taking one down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m freaking out about whats ahead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe I’ll just stay in bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You say you don't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause its no fun to be the one going out of my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tell it to myself&lt;br /&gt;Tell it to myself&lt;br /&gt;Tell it to myself again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You’re looking for something you can’t find&lt;br /&gt;If you give it up, you’ll lose your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threes always something in your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re looking for something you can’t find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Oh.. Holiday..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you give it up, you’ll lose your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s always something in your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the blink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And the whole thing turns out wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What can you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You might not make it back and you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;That you could be well oh that strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; And I'm not wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re looking for something you can’t find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Oh you and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you give it up, you’ll lose your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s always something in your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;What can you say?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; You say you don't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You’re gonna have a good day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re gonna have a good day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re gonna have a good day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the ending is really ironic. daniel powter goes, &lt;em&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/em&gt; and then click five replies &lt;em&gt;You're gonna have a good day&lt;/em&gt;. HAHAHAHA. yup, simple copy and paste from the lyrics (: no editted material. enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113111420562732662?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113111420562732662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113111420562732662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113111420562732662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113111420562732662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/normal-day.html' title='normal day?'/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113102072382406354</id><published>2005-11-03T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T20:25:23.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright. went to sin lee this morning at bk ho swee to have our breakfast. dad said i wanted to eat there cos eddie lives near there. idiotic. i told him no, cos i like the place lahs =D and whats all that bullshit that all dads know best. lol. superb breakfast to start the day with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the zoo afterwards at arnd 11.30am. really fun. but lazy to upload and photoshop the pictures though. shall do it tmr lahs =D muahaha. i'm like so lazy. so what? you can't spank me like my mum can when i procrastinate =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i really have to get started on my drama script. it was supposed to be dued on tuesday. owells. i kinda forgot about it lahs =.= darn. sucha a pity ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all the more, shall do it later =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i've been spending alot of time on blogskins. making my skins. it's cool okays! click on the blogskins link in my profile to view my skins. btw, one of my skins made the top 15 rated chart. very unexpected. click &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/wakeup3.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to view the screenshot i took of the very significant moment =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113102072382406354?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113102072382406354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113102072382406354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113102072382406354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113102072382406354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113083875064240689</id><published>2005-11-01T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T17:59:15.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoopeedoop a new url again =.= i'm don't like creating new urls. whatsmore, insert that annoying pw thingy into my blog. but there'll always be that day where you have to do it. and when you gotta do it, you gotta do it. and i'm pretty tired out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro's birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;he got his &lt;s&gt;annoying&lt;/s&gt; friends over at our house today. okays lah i don't mean to labell them as "annoying" people. but really, one even threw a beachball which hitted my head and even had the cheek to laugh. wish i could slap her lahs. but being a host, no, i shall be lady-like, flash them a &lt;s&gt;meneacing&lt;/s&gt; smile and carry on with blogging. not much of a party i must say. yeah. anyway, my aunt told me &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my bro got 1st in class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (cos she knows a teacher there) and i was like "omg!". he topped mathematics and english lahs. mathematics i can accept. but english? :O! i guess it runs in blood (: dad says if we did well for our finals this term, he'll bring us to sentosa for fun and laughter, peace and joy ^^ i reckon we'll get that vacation trip to sentosa after all. cos my sis will be liable to top her class as well (or at least obtain a presentable position). muahahs. on behalf of you all reading this, we'll like to thank us (me, bro, sis) , on obtaining such fatabulous results =D. lol wth, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ytd went off to plaza sg to shop for a bdae prez for bro and my cousin (who coincidentally shares the same birthday as my brother =P). went to bloomington at 3rd lvl first to get a plushie dog for my bro. after which, we casually shopped around. saw a real cool shop selling &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;custom-made necklaces/bracelets[!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. omg i want a bracelet/necklace =( nvm. saw these real cool stuff on the shelves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 317px; HEIGHT: 248px" height="365" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030873.jpg" width="414" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;look at her obscenely[?] large boobs o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 259px" height="265" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030874.jpg" width="324" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*presses button* BEEP BEEP! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 325px; HEIGHT: 264px" height="300" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030875.jpg" width="369" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've suddenly a fetish for homosexual toothbrushes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why homosexual? cos the bottom looks like a&lt;em&gt; dick&lt;/em&gt; and girls, obviously, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;do not have such bulging vaginas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and obviously it's cheast seems like boobs. wanted to snap more but obviously the shopkeeper's gaze was on me, staring at me &lt;s&gt;like i'm kelly clarkson,&lt;/s&gt; viciously =/ ahhhh. such a pity lahs. so many nice and cool stuff there =P. anyway, got home and decided to make up my booklist for next year, with the comfort of my bed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 322px; HEIGHT: 232px" height="352" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030877.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah i know, boliao. but i'm really bored!! =( cancelled out alot of stuff. even stuff like visual art texbook, and the safe and secure textbook. cos the teacher don't even teach us that, ask us buy for what! my money alot arh.. ass. was fiddling around with my ipod. so, while we're at it, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 325px; HEIGHT: 241px" height="256" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030888.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love the reflect. that's my bro with my comp btw =.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 326px; HEIGHT: 258px" height="322" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030902.jpg" width="366" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aww.. my dog's obsessed with it too =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 325px; HEIGHT: 244px" height="389" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030904.jpg" width="411" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i must say, this IS the best shot ever (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you have it. probably be going off to kbox with joe on fri. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;happy deepavali (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;happy birthday bro! ((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;happy birthday jody! ((;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113083875064240689?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113083875064240689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113083875064240689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113083875064240689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113083875064240689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/11/whoopeedoop-new-url-again.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113073487495601030</id><published>2005-10-31T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:01:18.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pardon me if the post below was too harsh, or naggy or doesn't makes sense in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really bored cos i've nothing to do although i've a zillion things to do (chinese jian bao.. maths revision.. etcetera) but wtvr lahs. i still haven't uploaded the camp pictures. have to do it 6 times. probably that's what caused me to procrasinate on the uploading. bwhah. anyways, hope i'll be able to watch sky-high this thurs, 3rd nov, with my usual prisch mates. yup. haven't seen them for quite a while &lt;s&gt;(esp glen[!])&lt;/s&gt; . nvm. probably ask them if they're free later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha. screwy prisch kids got their holidays 2wks later then us =D and my bro was so smirky about his psle marking days last wk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro: haha jie i got 4 FREE days of PSLE MARKING LEH.&lt;br /&gt;me: so what. 4 days only what..&lt;br /&gt;bro: last wk you only got 2 DAYS of marking (smirks and grins like an idiot)&lt;br /&gt;me: oh.. really?&lt;br /&gt;bro: yah.. (smirks again)&lt;br /&gt;me: oh i hate to poop your party but..&lt;br /&gt;bro: but what. (smirk fades a little)&lt;br /&gt;me: but.. my holidays starts 2wks earlier then yours leh :D&lt;br /&gt;bro: omg. whadda fuck. I'M GONNA SUE MOE. this is horrendous, UNACCEPTABLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;me: you just gotta live with tha system little bro :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love being the smarter one. the things you can do with your intelligience (or not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, glad i could finally strike "poetry writing" off my list. yup. my poem, dued to be submitted to mrs dass for publishing in the school diary o6' (or so she claims, was late for abt 2 days. hate it. she kept pestering me for my poem during lit lesson. argh. anyway, calvin said his poem will most probably be up for the school diary for his class too. yups. imagine how nice it'd be to open up the school diary and see my name staring back at you xD. please do not try this dangerous act for it contains a high risk of pukage. lala wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go somewhr later. maybe get a sock for my nano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113073487495601030?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113073487495601030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113073487495601030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113073487495601030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113073487495601030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/pardon-me-if-post-below-was-too-harsh.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113073306684206537</id><published>2005-10-31T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T21:39:02.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its not whether you win or lose but how you play the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; sneer at that philosophy. it's true, be it with sports, or even among friends. now i know i've been elaborating quite a lot on this friendship thing and i'm really tired, if you must know. but ohwells, there as still inconsiderate and superficial people out there so lets make life easier for them and thou shall s'plain it to you (yes you), &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;again &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*rolls eyes*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look, if thats the way you would want your friends around you to behave, respecting you like your some sort of antique dug out from the grave of emperor qin shihuang, i think i would rather be osama's friend then your friend lahs. it's such a large disgrace thankyou =.= sure, i'll respect you if you respect my desicions in return. all i can tell you is, after commiting such a dishonest mistake, i reckon you'll accept it instead of brushing off the blame if you're a respectable person, and student coucillior[?]. as a student coucillior, people look up to you as a role model and a respectful person. please don't tarnish your oh-so-honerable repuitation just like that as i find it pitiful and rather tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you still bend on pitting yourself againest me, go ahead. i'll just listen to you rant out your nonsense, when you've finished, i'd look up to you and shout a big &lt;em&gt;"HUH?! WHAT TALKING YOU" &lt;/em&gt;into your ear and walk away like any other sensible human being would cos no one likes to hear bullshit all day and i suppose neither will you. you see, you can achieve great scores even without cheating. with cheating, what will you gain? MORAL INTEGRITY? that's crap okays. from your final results, i daresay if you put in enough effort, you can do well and achieve presentable grades besides using under-handed methods such as cheating (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;paragraph removed (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this'll be the last entry i'd make on this whole case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i forgot to state who's name it was on the result slip of the first in standard cos its not mine, durh, and one should give credit (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats&lt;strong&gt; yveena!&lt;/strong&gt; you deserve that first in level ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113073306684206537?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113073306684206537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113073306684206537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113073306684206537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113073306684206537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-not-whether-you-win-or-lose-but.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113067984415280577</id><published>2005-10-30T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T21:44:04.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah. finally a new refreshing skin (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mms. quite a number of events to post about. shall start with the lastest then. if i'm hardworking enough i'll post the rest but i doubt it =/ so pray that i will lahs ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jogged at botanics early this morning. first jog in &lt;strong&gt;xxx months&lt;/strong&gt; =P haven't been training ever since the sports carnival lahs. muahaha. owells. went home and slept abit before heading off to johor baruh cos dad wanted to take a look at a new resort site or whatever. i swear the place was SO NICE LAHS. they even have a large chess set there out in the garden o.O with swans and residents there can even operate their toy motor boats in the lake near their bungalows. dad says his gonna buy a land there and design the house themselves. woohoo. we'll get to spend our holidays there! yays! ((: cos i so love the place lahs. its like in australia just that the weather there is horrendous like singapore lahs T.T the man says its about 1mil but he'll try to find a land a little bit below 1mil for dad. hope he'll find one soon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. was totally exhausted yesterday. break camp at about 8.30am plus. we saw the scouts while walking down to the foyer. so we suaned them on how we got to play miniclip till 2am in the morning, snuck out to dawson's at 4am in the morning and ate macdonalds for dinner ytd at camp cos the scouts were having camp that day. and could tell ms wee's face was like "oei you wanna fight arh?!" cos she had this feud aganist the drama club for some obscure reasons. lol. we drama people more talented then scouts what =P then wento watch zorro with eddie at great world. i think its a ridiculously boring movie with only a tinge of intrest in it. only a tinge. and when i mean a tinge, i mean a tinge as in a tinge in an eyedropper =.= anyway, reached home bout 4pm+, was really tired so flooped down on my bed and went to sleep before dad woke me up at 6pm+ demanding for my report book =.= very reluctant to give it to him cos i was tired (not because my results were shit. they were very presentable okays! =P) to prove to you that i'm not lying, i shall present to you my presentable results ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/results.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;see! i told you it was presentable (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear your as smart as a pig if you believed that bullshit. haha. i hate to break the joy, but, i ain't that smart to obtain such outstanding results lah =.= please, knowing me for so many years your still think i so smart meh? if yes, then i'm flattered and muacks! LOL. if no, then fuck you =P. lazy to upload my results though (typical singaporean). but got a 5th in class and 20th in level upon a 68.8%. yah lah. not so good lah whatever. keep your comments to yourself lah idiots. dad was kinda happy. mum was so-so. so dad brought me to funan to get my ipod mini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fuck those people at apple. they've replaced ipod mini with IPOD NANO! so theres no more ipod mini on sale now T.T if you managed to get hold of a mini during this period, i would very much like to say "get your dicks twisted". aww.. i even stood infront of that man and CRIED LAHS T.T yah lah i was that sad. cos it was only last week i went to funan i saw so many minis and just a week after, NO MORE MINIS T.T nooo~! so obviously i reprimanded the man at challenger selling ipods lahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: wtf happened to the minis?!&lt;br /&gt;man: they were replaced with nanos.&lt;br /&gt;me: but i fucking want my minis!!!&lt;br /&gt;man: i can't do that. i've only got nanos.&lt;br /&gt;me: i demand you to get me a mini at all cost or else you'll have your dick twisted a at 360degrees angle!&lt;br /&gt;man: you can't do that.&lt;br /&gt;me: why not?&lt;br /&gt;man: cos i'm a enuach.&lt;br /&gt;me: omg fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;man: you can't fuck me either.&lt;br /&gt;me: i know, you're a enuach, right!&lt;br /&gt;man: yup, i got my dick preserved in a jar.&lt;br /&gt;me: aw man, you're only lucky guy. not all guys get their dick cut off these times.&lt;br /&gt;man: yeah. so, nanos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays that was bullshit. that was really crappy, ohwells. so bought a nano lahs =D white one, for PURITY. hear that angela? PURITY! muahaha. angela's nano is black. which makes her a BLACK. i'm a WHITE. muahaha. intended to buy the 2GB one cos it was the same cost of the 4GB mini i was intending to buy. but after much discussion with my aunt and uncle, i bought the 4GB nano instead cos its only a $90 difference from 2GB to 4GB. yeah i love daddy so much you'll cry (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 188px; HEIGHT: 154px" height="246" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030609.jpg" width="357" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my previous creative zen micro mp3. its sound system went retarded. gdbye zen!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 233px; HEIGHT: 179px" height="275" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030850.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love the design of the box.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; HEIGHT: 162px" height="228" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030851.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its 4GB okays! not some typical 2GB nano (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 201px; HEIGHT: 174px" height="277" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030853.jpg" width="201" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with nano, no need to spend expenses on slimming centers ((x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 218px; HEIGHT: 168px" height="225" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030854.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;purity of nanos ((:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; HEIGHT: 172px" height="199" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030857.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;armed with a colored lcd, you can even watch videos on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 198px" height="280" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030859.jpg" width="259" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with a mirror at the back, you can cam-whore all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="284" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030861.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my photography skills are superb, aint it? ((x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="189" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030865.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who says nano's can't wear clothes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 236px; HEIGHT: 187px" height="300" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v124/ocean_pacific/P1030872.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with nanos, you can now play dressup with it instead of barbie dolls!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for cam-whoring with my nano. muahaha. get your's today (: anyway, interesting story i've noticed. these guys actually stress-tested a BLACK nano (cos it's bad angela (:) read it &lt;a href="http://arstechnica.com/reviews/hardware/nano.ars/3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 277px" height="320" src="http://media.arstechnica.com/reviews/hardware/nano.media/ipod_droptest_messedupdisplay.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please do not do this to your nano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now do you believe me, angela, that BLACK ipod nanos are satanic things (: anyway, gonna take good care of this baby cos i reckon i'll be using it for a long period of time since it cost a lot of $. thats how much your dad loves you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love my dad loads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113067984415280577?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113067984415280577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113067984415280577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113067984415280577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113067984415280577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113041731555655150</id><published>2005-10-27T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T20:49:06.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owe someone an apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY LAHS MISTER CHIA. PFFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtvr.&lt;br /&gt;you get back your prelims, or don't, its your problem.&lt;br /&gt;WAIT, it IS your problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't need waste your time read the post below liaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113041731555655150?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113041731555655150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113041731555655150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113041731555655150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113041731555655150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/wait.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113041649966414601</id><published>2005-10-27T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T20:41:05.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>according to the school diary, the GCE O level science pratical started on 18th october, tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and alas, what date is today? the TWENTY-SEVENTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my oh my, i presume all sec4's have gotten back their prelimary results long ago as the O levels exams started last tuesday since its an international affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHY HAVEN'T YOU GOT YOUR PRELIM BACK, EDGAR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, maybe is shouldn't have said that out. okay scratch that. we shall play a repeat of that sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHY HAVEN'T YOU GOT BACK YOUR PRELIM BACK, &lt;s&gt;EDGAR&lt;/s&gt; MISTER CHIA?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you failed your prelim? *GASPS* but lets not make false assumptions like that lahs. mms. so tell me, why are you that special individual who haven't received his prelimary results back despite the other sec4s receiving theirs back LIKE A DECADE AGO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless - lets make an assumption - your results were pretty &lt;s&gt;bad&lt;/s&gt; ugly. omg. i really feel a bit of sympathy for you. lets say, if you did really well, like 8 pts or 10pts, under which fucking circumstances do you have to be so cowardly about revealing your results to others? c'mon, you said i was stupid, so why don't do obtain a more desirable result and prove to me that i'm REALLY stupid. (or in this case, it is so) so mister chia, may i assume that since you were having your eyes glued to the monitor 24h/7 and also being able to hurl many obscene &lt;s&gt;and complicated&lt;/s&gt; english at me, SO HOW WELL DID YOU DO FOR YOUR ENGLISH :D, oh dear, am i even fit to equire that in the first place? to someone whos that interllectual, i suppose that question will just be dismissed as bs to a professor like you, mister chia. or should i say, prof. chia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't i nice? i even bestowed a disguished name onto an idiot like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your mother must be proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see in this case, your prelim results are you, yourself's own and personal results. results which comes out of your own furtile attempts to prove yourself that you're an expert in english after all. which you obviously fail to do so. anyway, lets not just simply touch on the aspect of the english language. however, even though you did pretty badly for english - or so may i assume - i presume you're use in the chinese language is splendorous, though i did not get to see your intelligence in action, and i thought your F&amp;N was pretty good as well? since you were interllectual enough to come up with logical answers like "how i know?" and "because i don't know" and i'm certainly obligned to say "i'm not surprised".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to the topic on mister chia's prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your prelim, determines which JC/POLY/ITE you get into before receiving your actual O level results the next year to fully finalised if you were going to spend the next grusome years at your desginated JC/Poly/ITE. so, i presume as your results, being your very own results, you should be the one asking the teacher for your results and not be un-gentlemanly and PRESUME that you're teacher's gonna walk over to you, &lt;s&gt;slap you in the face&lt;/s&gt; and say "here's your result, mister chia" because its your results, and not hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who would've thunk that you, yourself don't even bother about your prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which in this case i find it not surprising to an individual like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, if you don't get your prelims, then where are you gonna spend the next few months in the next year before receiving your actual Os? in ntss? actually, thats not gonna be a problem since you're age group and the next batch of sec4s' age group are relatively the same. but then again, i wouldn't think you've liked to spend a few months more in your secondary school rather then being over at a JC/poly/ITE, making new friends and exploring the world of the higher educated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you've already gotten back your results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe their mostly bullshit thats why you daren't reveal that you've actually got them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, the words in this post is MERELY an assumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so think before you bark.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm just gonna delete any insignificant comments made on the tagboard and ban your fucking ip's. unless their logical comments lahs. not some bs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is not meant to condemn a certain individual. its meant to prove a point. if i've included any incorrect information, do tell me lahs. thankyou lahs. ((x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113041649966414601?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113041649966414601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113041649966414601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113041649966414601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113041649966414601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/according-to-school-diary-gce-o-level.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113015311956172025</id><published>2005-10-24T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T19:25:19.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i suppose theres any other adjective to describe school today. so i shall cut it down to the simplest form of english, school was very boring today. unless you make talentime the exception lahs =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't bother paying attention during history. waiting anticipatingly for TALENTIME O5 (: cos, a band in the instrumental category was playing green day's "wake me up when september ends" so , typically, i wasn't listening to mr ng's yak and was caught up in my own summer (: only now its october. bah. just 4 more days of school. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which had talentime lahs. alright, first up was the instrumental category. i didn't know hawker was in the instrumental one lahs o.O but sadly, their group played a japanese song, instrumental wise was rather great, i love that drummer, he makes my heart go LALA (: omg, i want his number lahs (; but the vocalist was really drab, boring, and unenthuastic. so that perhaps earnt them a thumbs down. they got the 3rd-runner up btw. but yeah, job well done hawk (: second group called themselves the psychoatic or sth. erm. melody was okays. but i still prefer that drummer from hawk's group ^^" just that i didn't thought their melody was as great as hawk's. they're group won the chap for instrumental btw. i didn't think they quite deserved it. but owells. btw, they're the group who performed "wake me up when september ends". i kinda thought they performance by the third group was kinda alright. i mean, their volcal, drum, and bass were kinda well performed. in my opinion. they got second btw. argh. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, solo volcalist category. first up was weiling, omg i didn't know she actually SANG SO WELL *_* her voice is really nice lahs! muahaha.. she sang stacie orrico's more to life. her voice really fits well with stacie's lahs! omgomgomg. i &lt;33 her. but i still love my drummer better lah ^^" though some of her notes were off key, but i suppose she did pretty well. AND I STILL LIKE THAT VOICE OF HERS (: but wtf, she got 3rd runner up. booo. i expected her to get 2nd btw =( next was a guy, with a pretty low voice. he didn't go off key cos ALL HIS NOTES WERE OF THE SAME PITCH. so i felt that it was rather a pit that the champ title was given to him =( COS I WANTED THE CHAMP TITLE TO BE GIVEN TO THAT SWAY GUY. HE WAS MUCH BETTER AND MUCH MORE CHARMING IN HIS APPROACH. ARGH. ohyes, about the title "sway guy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, me and theresa were walking back to the field and we saw him lahs, obviously he was one of the sports leaders, so we know him lah durh. and for who knows what reason he started singing SWAY! yeah, not sway as in unlucky lah, but sway as in that song which goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dance with me, make me sway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtvr it is. my mum likes that song btw (; cos it was sang by olinda during the singapore idol finals and my mum is a big fan of her lahs =.= geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to the story, he sang "flying without wings" by westlife. and omg when me and theresa saw him we were like "OMG ITS THAT SWAY GUY" and peizhen was like "WHAT SWAY GUY?!?!?!?!" every word he sang was HEAVEN LAHS I TELL YOU. he just got that charism and approach. AND THAT VOICE OMG CAN I HAVE IT PLEASE? i bet if he sang that to you, you could jump off the 4th floor of the sch building almost immediately *_* gosh. his even better then my drummer lahs =P but what the heck was wrong with the judges, he only got second. BOOoo~ i'll sue! omg and he was like so dissapointed when he didn't win T.T and he really deserve it.. or so in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, rap. rap is boring. so we shall skip rap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group volcalists. both groups sang lin jun jie's mu nai yi and BEI FENG CHUI GUO DE XIA TIAN T.T omg they can read my mind, all the songs they sang are my FAVS (: esp bei feng chui guo de xia tian. at first i thought somemore they singing what lovesick cheena songs. BUT OMG ITS BEI FENG CHUI GUO DE XIA TIAN T.T ahhh! &lt;333 them lahs =D i just knew it, i had telepathy with them ((x what rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright dance category. rather tiring lahs for me to explain. (just knew that by that time my ass was hurting me, very much) just dancedance here, dance dance there. you yourself can imgaine lahs ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the pupils from the guitar enrichment course played this song called puppy love or what. can't rmb but i know thats a nice song lahs (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got free tickets to cathay. so treated eddie to goal! boring show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou, God (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113015311956172025?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113015311956172025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113015311956172025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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please.&lt;br /&gt;i really, wanna enjoy my last day of sec1 in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, please guide me in dark times like this.&lt;br /&gt;i'm close to tears.&lt;br /&gt;so near, yet it seems so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when when i ever reach that light at the end of the tunnel?&lt;br /&gt;how long more, before this agonizing journey ends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd do anything, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a bad day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113006363004364224?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113006363004364224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113006363004364224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113006363004364224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113006363004364224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-having-bad-day-im-falling-to-pieces.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-113003507970811099</id><published>2005-10-23T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T16:49:50.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it isn't everyday you get to enjoy a cool and breezy morning with your dad and youngest bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night's shower left puddles of water on the gravel road as we walked peacefully, as a family, down to the coffeeshop. nothing like spending a perfect morning with your dad and bro. the tranquility of the morning breeze. like nothing you've seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's simple breakfast opened my eyes to what it seems like a father and son connection between my dad and bro. their personalities are somewhat similar. a scene like that is simply priceless. i've seen the other side of my dad which i've never seen before. apart from the tired and smart look with his tie and office attire which i've always seen him in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing like spending a morning's breakfast with your family before starting off a sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i know my music's not working. so added in a midi instead. hope it'll satisfy the loss of music T.T haha. if your bored, you should try reading &lt;a href="http://museum-of-twits.blogspot.com/2005/07/screw-ruhua-this-is-new-sex.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. i swear it's a riot man. go, go read it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i shall continue with my pleading with my dad to get me an ipod mini =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[edit]&lt;/strong&gt; went out to eat lunch at sakae with mombrosisbro. yays i &lt;3&gt;[/edit]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-113003507970811099?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/113003507970811099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=113003507970811099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113003507970811099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/113003507970811099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-isnt-everyday-you-get-to-enjoy-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-112996117177206505</id><published>2005-10-22T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T14:06:11.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yah lah i know its a new and plain layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i felt that my previous temp layout was very screwy and it looks kinda stupid. doesn't create a very good impression on people lahs =D they'll think i'm a very messy person which i'm not cos i'm a neato person. well, pardon the ego. so instead of waiting for 3 weeks of shipment for my adobe photoshop, i used corel painter 8 and my tablet to design the header =D so, it IS rather plain but simple. keep those nasty comments to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm still in my pajamas and its 2pm in the afternoon. i'm not a very hardworking person either =D but, i'm uploading the pictures for escape now, currently. so think before opening that bloody mouth of yours to condemn me on being a very lazy person ((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mind you all, please do not get the wrong meaning of me and joseph in the picture on the right. its just the nicest picture i could find so far =( so there, same rules applies for this sentence, think before opening that bloody mouth of yours to accuse me of being a bimbo or whatsoever. cos i'll just merely delete your comments and ban your ip address cos my blog can very well do without a jackass like you. go ahead, scribble it in your blog if you wished. but i'll merely erase your url from my mind so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is what i will do if i obtain good results;&lt;br /&gt;-my grandma would give me a 100bucks o.O&lt;br /&gt;-i would have a new ipod mini in my possesion.&lt;br /&gt;-and of cos, dump my creative zen in the trash =D&lt;br /&gt;-hug mr toh for his infinite help in maths. (ew, please)&lt;br /&gt;-and not forgetting mdm chua as well.&lt;br /&gt;-declare ms khoo as my best teacher in english.&lt;br /&gt;-thank Father for his miracles and for letting me believe in Him&lt;br /&gt;-and letting me score well for chinese, =D&lt;br /&gt;-dad, for his moral support.&lt;br /&gt;-mum, for her essence of chicken &amp; her help in art.&lt;br /&gt;-grandma, for cooking me a sumptious[?] dinner after each exam.&lt;br /&gt;-bro, for staying up with me to mug for my maths (while he watches tv)&lt;br /&gt;-mr ng, for giving me the motivation to study history.&lt;br /&gt;-mrs dass, for giving me that chance to shine. (its a secret between both of us(: )&lt;br /&gt;-i would treat eddie to sakae sushi&lt;br /&gt;-and treat him to watch chicken little as well.&lt;br /&gt;-and get my new sport shoes ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long list. but yeah, just hoping i'll do well. there's always time to hope and pray as long as you haven't got your results back yet (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will be miracles, when you believe.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go bathe and head off to the library later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck ta all of you, for your results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-112996117177206505?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/112996117177206505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=112996117177206505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112996117177206505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112996117177206505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/yah-lah-i-know-its-new-and-plain.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-112990299284189085</id><published>2005-10-21T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:56:32.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its just a tempoary skin lahs =.=&lt;br /&gt;so i'm not gonna bother about the faults and navigations. that is until i get my adobe photoshop and after i finish my new layout THEN i'll change the skin lahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i do well.&lt;br /&gt;else it'll be sayonara to ipod mini and funky sports shoes-cum-school shoes :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;lets kick some ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-112990299284189085?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/112990299284189085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=112990299284189085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112990299284189085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112990299284189085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-just-tempoary-skin-lahs.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-112989212956874272</id><published>2005-10-21T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T18:55:29.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THANKYOU to my&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; spelling idol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for correcting my spelling mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no, how shall i repay you? mm.. shall i use the old fashioned way and buy you an ice cream? o.O nah, nvm, i shall help you in return by correcting &lt;em&gt;YOUR &lt;/em&gt;spelling mistakes ^^ friend must help friend marhs! right?((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to prof's lim spelling bee learning course ! today, prof lim here shall tell you the correction of incorrect spelling of sentences to repay my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spelling idol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for her generous contribution to MY spelling ((: i have seen the light, i feel that i should help you see it too, yeah? ^^ now, we shall begin lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the error sentence:&lt;/strong&gt; nothing pops up now &lt;em&gt;accept&lt;/em&gt;..EXAMS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the light :&lt;/strong&gt; prof. lim says its EXCEPT not ACCEPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the error sentence: &lt;/strong&gt;water guns firing at&lt;em&gt; oppnents.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the light:&lt;/strong&gt; prof. lim says its OPPONENTS not OPPNENTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the error sentence:&lt;/strong&gt; because of her &lt;em&gt;absents&lt;/em&gt; we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the light:&lt;/strong&gt; prof. lim says its ABSENCE not ABSENTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the error sentence:&lt;/strong&gt; lemme start from the &lt;em&gt;begining.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the light:&lt;/strong&gt; prof. lim says its BEGINNING not BEGINING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the error sentence:&lt;/strong&gt; being a &lt;em&gt;PROUND&lt;/em&gt; queenstownian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the light:&lt;/strong&gt; prof. lim says its PROUD not PROUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the error sentence:&lt;/strong&gt; it was &lt;em&gt;dam&lt;/em&gt; fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the light:&lt;/strong&gt; prof. lim says its DAMN not DAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the error sentence:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;litterally freezed&lt;/em&gt; in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the light:&lt;/strong&gt; prof. lim says its LITERALLY[?] not LITTERALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for prof. lim's amatuer spelling bee correction course! byebye and have fun with english! woopeedoopee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any resembalance[?] of any person or animal, living or dead is purely COINCIDENTAL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: the content in this post wasn't done initially. this post was triggered off by my own and almight &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spelling idol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who first corrected me on my spelling. yes, i admit my spelling isn't great and fantastic as far as those who followed my blog would be sure of that fact. at least if you present your comments on my spelling nicely to me i would of course, graciously accept my mistake. not telling me in a damn sacarstic manner. unless you want me to sacars you back. so yeah. if i've offended you in anyway then i'm SOOOOoo sorry lo. don't like me? don't like my blog? get your ass out of here, pretty please (: anyway, do tell me if i've done something wrong anyway but i won't remove any post presently residing in my blog now. i'll just say a big SORRY to you if any of my posts had offended you. thank you for your understanding, yeah? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they laugh at me becuase i'm different. i laugh at them cos they're all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i have nothing againest you guys. my blog is just a place for me to vent all my anger in. like i said, don't like my content? ELIMINATE MY URL FROM YOUR BLOODY MIND. but do give me comments too if you feel that the content in my blog are too obscene, vulgar, etcetera, etcetera. &lt;s&gt;which i will of cos ignore and dump it into the trash.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you'll want to know what this post is all about, ask me, will ya? ((:&lt;br /&gt;i'll be going on a short hiatus due to some unknown circumstances and will not be back till my adobe photoshop have safely been shipped over to my humble house and i shall then get cracking on my new layout =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-112989212956874272?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/112989212956874272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=112989212956874272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112989212956874272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112989212956874272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/thankyou-to-my-spelling-idol-for.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-112963905537845535</id><published>2005-10-18T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T20:37:35.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;results,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;results,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;RESULTS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! i feel like thrashing my resultx =.= they're mostly craps. Bs' Cs'.. bahs. i hate my english compo. screw mr lee that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chauvanist hog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he apparantly likes boy's writings more so apparantly gave the boys a higher score then the girls. the girl's compo were like 15, 16 upon 30 and the boys were like 17,18,19,20 UPON THIRTY. I FEEL LIKE SLAPPING HIM LAHS. how could he do this ! ms khoo's gonna push for more marks for me and joni cos she feels its unfair as well =( EVEN JIANXIN GOT HIGHER THN ME. he got a 16 and i got a *gasps* 15! THIS IS FUCKING UNFAIR. we were even planning to bring it up to mdm yani but didn't in the end cos bra told us that mdm yani was very fierce o.O arghhh ! even eddie got a 17 when my compo's so much better (or so ms khoo claims) wtvr. i'm gonna lodge a complain againest mr lee tmr lahs.. i don't care man i don't care. STUPID SEXIST MORON. booo ! whats this about girls being incompetant to boys.. whats this rubbish! what generation liao still lidat.. not scared that why don't you come and return our compo to us yourself instead of asking ms khoo so you can at least explain to ME why the hell are you such a SEXIST TEACHER. nvm. i know 5 JC students have been reported for flamming their teacher or whatsoever *roll eyex* so i shan't start. Zz. teachers like that ought to be slapped. (oops did i just make that rude remark? *rollx eyes*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DEMAND A RE-MARK FOR HISTORY. like the marking they did for history was CRAP! yes, CRAP! everybody wants a remark as well.. THANKGOD I PASSED. only 8 managed to pass history so i should be happy but i'm not cos all teachers ARE SUCH CORRPUTED PEOPLE! nvm. ms selvi's not as bad as mr sexist lee. boooo. but the answers they gave for history is absurb! you know &lt;em&gt;you're not suppose to use info not in the source&lt;/em&gt; (i rememberd mr ng once told us to copy that down), and guess what, the question was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from the source, what can you say about the people living in the shang dynasty?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;see i can even remember that bloody question!&lt;br /&gt;and that stupid answer sheet ms selvi flashed was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote &lt;strong&gt;"i can supposedly tell that the people &lt;em&gt;used the oracle bone to predict the future&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCUSE ME, but the source only gave us PICTURE of the oracle bone. it did not state a sentence in any way that the oracle bone was used to predict the BLOODY FUTURE! so, i went to a small debating session with ms selvi infront of the class (how embarrasing!) =.= with the support of theresa etc =D=D and she still claims that the answer was from an inference from the oracle bone! ARGH. WTF IS THAT NONSENSE. i asked all those who were quite good in history around the class and they also say that mr ng told us NOT to use info which are not present in the source. so tell me, what else is new? so, i decided to be polite, let her continue and ask mr ng about it later. i didn't bother to check my answers as i was too busy demanding a remark (!) =.= so thus, my history was 35.5/60. YAH LACK MOCK IF YOU WANT. i just hateit. i know i didn't study well for my hist paper so WTVR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, chinese. the killer subject. okay, can say i did pretty okay for my paper II considering 54/90 quite a good grade of most of my friends failed chinese. so yeah, thank God for that (: I CAN'T BELIEVE MY ORAL GOT A 30/40 ! LIKE OMG. only quite a few got 30+ =D THANKYOU XU SU THANKYOU THANKYOU. I LOVE YOU ! MUACKS MUACKS ! ^^ i even used english in my oral and, 30! LOL. i can't believe i actually did it! i was just expecting a just pass 20+ but OMG 30! LOL! see i told you, God performs miracles =D I JUST HATE THE WAY MY LETTER WRITING WAS MARKED! its like, everybody wrote different amount of words, some long some short, and we still got the same marks! its like nearly everybody got 10/20 =.= WHATS THE POING LAH I ASK YOU. z! so, total my chinese to 100% it shall be 60.5/100. to me, thats a pretty good grade as most of them in class got only 50+ ^^ plus compo which is 27/40 (!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit. argh forget it. thankyou God i passed. 16 failures. bahh. 30/50 =D kekekesx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHS. WOOHOO. MUGGING TILL 2AM PAID OFF =D vt, you must be gawd damned happy with me lahs =D cos your prized student here obtained a.. 86.5/100 for MATHS ^^ considering that i always failed it. woohoo! i shall not furthur elaborate on maths and yeah, there were failures ((: and only a handful did well so there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i think these are all the subjects which i bother to elaborate on. omg i can't believe i obtained a 67% for art lahs! its 2% more thn my previous midyr artpiece which i painstakingly did and this, i anyhow do one lehs =D kekekekex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i shall press for justice to be done tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i hate all guys on earth. esp chauvinist one. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw all guys,&lt;br /&gt;delise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-112963905537845535?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/112963905537845535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=112963905537845535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112963905537845535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112963905537845535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/results-results-results-argh-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-112943708922184013</id><published>2005-10-16T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T12:31:29.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo went to escape ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn fun lahs. i love the flipper ((: the ride got so fun at one point of the ride that i actually shouted FUCK =.= and the wet&amp;wild was so nice lahs! loveit. most of the rides had long queues. so didn't went to the haunted house =.= burger king is a ripper man ! they didn't offer set meals.. so spent bout $10.50 for lunch T.T ORANGE JULIUS WAS CLOSED! ARGH. i love the bumper boat ride osho lehs ((: thn played a few games.. i won the horse thingy! woot ! haha so funny.. thn the go kart was fun too. was one of the 2nd last to start but ended up being third among 7 other players ((: JESLINE HUMJI US LAHS ! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays i don't feel like elaborating on ytd cos i've a bad leg ache and back ache. i gtg funan later to get my adobe photshop 7. cya. shall maybe do a layout on slide along side by shifty ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-112943708922184013?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/112943708922184013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=112943708922184013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112943708922184013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112943708922184013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/woohoo-went-to-escape-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-112928343151849830</id><published>2005-10-14T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T17:52:43.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was the best PE lesson in my whole sec1 life =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to run 3 rounds oustide as a warmup. mr harry potter somemore have the cheek to say &lt;em&gt;"as a warm-up.. you all shall run ..*pauses*.. 3 rounds &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;.. outside".&lt;/em&gt; someone please teach him the defination of english! somemore it was OUTSIDE school grounds.. somemore thought was school field.. ROAR! yeah. didn't stop this time round (: manage to finish it around 7 - 8 mins. 1.2km. ROARS! if i'm not wrong =/ hateit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after running had HANDBALL =D wakakasx. strathmore was split into two teams, girls againest boys. thats unfair i swear. haha. but it was a fun session anyway (: and bryant had this special technique of using BOUNCING. Gosh. bra was so triamphant was he got his first shot at the first person using BOUNCING as a handball technique.. he kicked the ball (which he was not suppose to) and it hitted joyce on her chest (which he was not suppose to as it was obscene and illegal in the game play) and it actually BOUNCED OFF ((x i swear you can actually seeing the bouncing in motion.. omg ((x and the match continued with alot of OBSCENE THINGS =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr harrie said our game play and teamwork were superb anyway. hurray for strathmore! ^^ we rock man, yeah? HANDBALL ROCKS MY WORLD ((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hadda stay back for maths after school today. thn mr toh told us to color the graph boxes.. i initially simple shaded the boxes.. after which is saw jianxin using COLOR TONNING for the boxes. omg so cool ((x so decided to use my all round famous (and egoistical) COLOR TONNING SKILL ((x finish le mr toh happened to pass by my desk and commented &lt;em&gt;"wah hen mei leh.. hao li hai wor"&lt;/em&gt; LOL. that was the nicest things he ever said ((: aww.. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i hate maple. THE PATCH CAN'T WORK. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erms. made a bet with eddieee. if my results are better than him i shall buy him an ipod nano.. and vice versa. RAHH. IPOD HERE I COME :D cos no need to say my resultx well definitely go down the drain. start saving eddie ((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;delise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-112928343151849830?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/112928343151849830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=112928343151849830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112928343151849830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112928343151849830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-was-best-pe-lesson-in-my-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-112928206765391630</id><published>2005-10-14T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T17:27:47.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOOOoo~ I HATE MY RESULTS. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SCREW THEM&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;TEAR THEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;. BURN THEM&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;EAT THEM&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;TRASH THEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; JUST DON'T LEMME SEE THEM &lt;u&gt;AGAIN !&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must admit i did pretty badly for general science =.= 64.5% isn't a really desirable mark. I COULD HAVE DONE BETTER.. if i've studied. yalahyalah. was kinda sleepy during that day of literature and science paper from all the mugging the previous night. so kinda expected myself to do badly for both papers =.= dnt was 58/80. which is 72.5% if you convert it to upon a hundred. OMG IT SUCKS. almost nearly half of the class obtained an A1.. AND WTF 58 ! most of them got 60+ lahs. screw screw screw. got an 35/40 for cme.. but cme is useless anyway so bah. I LOST ALL HOPE IN MY RESULTS. I KNEW IT. I KNEW I SCREWED UP MY FINALS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God its only sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows what i'll do if this was my sec2 results. i'll probably CRY. nvm. i shall promise you all i shall study better for sec2 ^^ yes, no more mapling!.. at least until next year. i shall studystudystudy even though squishy is already the same lvl as me =.= FUCK. not really looking fwrd to my other results now.. knowing that i'll screw it up as well. ART IS CRAP LAHS. i didn't do the designated instructions required. i just let my leaves float around.. i didn't even COMBINE them. LOL. wtf man. i kinda regret it all now. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;JUST LIKE ON PSLE DAY WHEN I RECEVIED MY STUPID &lt;em&gt;PSLE T-SCORE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. like i said, its only sec1. plenty of time to work harder (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could only just pray now that i'll do better for my other papers. which i suppose i won't but yeah, you can hope for miracle one right ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUICIDAL,&lt;br /&gt;delise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-112928206765391630?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/112928206765391630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=112928206765391630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112928206765391630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112928206765391630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/nooooo-i-hate-my-results.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-112918105222904228</id><published>2005-10-13T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T13:24:12.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its just &lt;em&gt;TWO&lt;/em&gt; more days to&lt;strong&gt; fifthteen october twozeroZEROfive&lt;/strong&gt;. ESCAPE HERE WE COME (: yesyes. escape from all those stress and pressure of school. argh. and theres still three more years of schooling to be done! hateit. tmr's a school day again. darn. just when i was getting so used to staying at home with my comp and maple themselves. zZ. somemore mister toh still request us to stay back for an extra one and a half hour tmr to teach MATHS. like whats the point of teaching maths when exams are like so over =.= he &lt;s&gt;says&lt;/s&gt; claims that his gonna start on statistics which are like sec2 syllubus. ohwells. can't blame him for that. he IS a nice teacher after all. i shall miss him alot next year when his not teaching us anymore =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the next chunk of pharagraphs will be totally related to maple so if you do NOT know what maple story is, this chunk of pharagraphs will totally be insignificant and useless to you ^^. and no, not maple as in MAPLE TREE in the geography book, but maple STORY. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maple's having patch now and a new pet's gonna be out. ARGH. that stupid forum moderator said only a new pet will be out NEXT YEAR so thats why i bought my bunny =.= now what the heck is this. nvm. i'm very contented with my bunny anyway ^^ someone even gave me a pet's name tag in exchange for my no.3 arwen's glass shoe. LOL. i stand to gain. i shall tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arwen's shoe&lt;/strong&gt; = 1,500 cash// 150k // $1.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;name tag&lt;/strong&gt; = 4,500 cash// 450k // $4.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol !feel bad cheating that person but yeah, you gotta do so in order to make a living ^^ recently bought a dark starlight for 490k and sold it to food for 750k. LOL. 260k earnt! wakakasx. not forgetting that dark chaos robe. bought for 200k and sold for 450k. thats 250k earnt. and my pan lid; sold for 600k to dear old chicky. HAHA. what nice profits! i take pleasure in scamming my friends. no lahs.. its not scamming man ((: its EARNING. but yeah, i do lend food my wiz wand and other mage stuff to make up for that ya know. so before opening your uncouth mouth to sprout all those nonsensical nonsenses about a good friend blahblah, i would advise you to press that X button over at the right hand corner so that if you wanna sprout all those nonsenses, at least don't do it here and pollute my blog with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i spot this person with the SAME NAME as me while passing through henesys one faithful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/1600/Maple00671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4235/524/320/Maple00671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG LIMYANTING. HELLLOS LIMYANTING ARE YOU MY SISTERR? cos you share the same NAME and SURNAME. LOL. incase you dunnos, my name's delise &lt;em&gt;lim yan ting&lt;/em&gt; as well. hahas. and I KNOW MY HAIR SUCKS LAH. blame that stupid brittany hairstylist. =.= z. i look like an AH MA going to the market lahs. but yes, it has been changed now so don't worry (: i love my twinn man. ARCHER SOMEMORE LEH! woots. same name, same job ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my adobe photoshop trial expired and i can't download it anymore no matter how many infinite times i've removed the program and downloaded another one =.= ARGH. does anyone of you there has another website in which i could download it from? =/ cos i really need to edit something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takkaire,&lt;br /&gt;delise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-112918105222904228?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/112918105222904228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=112918105222904228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112918105222904228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112918105222904228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-just-two-more-days-to-fifthteen.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-112913073175542788</id><published>2005-10-12T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T23:25:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a magnificient name has been bestowed to me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shall now commemorate this glorious event by clapping your hands. thankyouthankyou. i've now the pleasure to present you with my new name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DELISE KUKU LIM !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amongst the other kukus of cos.. jsliine kuku lee.. kuku wong etcera! WE LOVE THE KUKUs ! KUKUS ROCKS MY WORLD =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright enough of this kuku sensation. my leg hurts. i think i haven't be exercising too much so i shall start jogging tmr T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya all&lt;br /&gt;delise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-112913073175542788?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/112913073175542788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=112913073175542788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112913073175542788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112913073175542788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/magnificient-name-has-been-bestowed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-112903637787519770</id><published>2005-10-11T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T21:12:57.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WE'RE FREE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. the day of freedom and joy! the day for celebrating and jubilience! WAHAHAS. anyway, dnt STINKS! i hate the sketching part. it SUCKS MAN IT SUCKS! why can't they just allow us to use a RULER? life'll be so much better. nvm. its just like MOE to make life harder for us. ARGH. i'll sue i'll sue! anyway, i know i've lost 6 marks so far so yeah, i cross dnt off my list of A1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dnt wenta macs to eat breakfast with joyce, heidi and amanda. amanda damn ke lian lo.. kena bullied by heidi and joyce =.= did you see how much sugar and pepper and milk they actually TOOK for their coffee? heidi actually just took a whole handfull of it and she just slam it on the table gleefully and just ran off. LIKE WHAT THE HELL?! and people were staring at me as if i was the culprit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, they were pratically SO disgusting throughout the whole breakfast! talking about what PUSHING, what TURNING, what DICKS! lol! it was just a humourous and entertaining sessions =D and i actually took a picture of joyce touching her BUTT! LOL. after breakfast wento techi with the boys to hang around. and the boys actually started MASTURBATING THERE. lol! bra started doing that with food.. and niao. WTF MAN. then 2 stupid security guards came up to tell us to go down and not wait outside there. stupid asses! then the boys went to the toilet for who knows what reason.. then the security guard even have the cheek to go inside. HELLOS?! if your despo to look at little boy's dicks just TELL US MAN. and the funny part was that, bra and food really NEEDED to pee. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then arh, while waiting for th lift to come right, we nv do anything that moron security guard go kaopei with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; eh go where now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;security guard:&lt;/strong&gt; what school are your from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; we dunnos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(jeremy, joyce, heidi and amanda shrugs and jeremy flashes off his innocent look)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;security guard:&lt;/strong&gt; queenstown&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; primary&lt;/span&gt; right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; YAAHHHhh~ so? &lt;em&gt;(eh act osho must act real one right (;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;security guard:&lt;/strong&gt; i will complain to your school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(lift comes and we went in. just before lift closes i shouted,)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; oh yah, my teacher is MR &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FU&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;HEN &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;WOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL you should've seen the expression on their faces. wtf lo. we just go there wait nia osho lidat. KAOPEI LAH. Zz. COMPLAIN WHAT COMPLAIN. COMPLAIN KINGS~ told bra they all what happened with the security guards and they were also luffing like mad sia. &gt;&lt; went home after that cos we didn't wanna stick around and look at their filthy sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone, one conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;security guards are dumb people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no offense =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveyaall(:&lt;br /&gt;delise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-112903637787519770?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/112903637787519770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=112903637787519770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112903637787519770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112903637787519770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/were-free-d-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-112894812548949496</id><published>2005-10-10T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T20:42:11.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in case you've been wondering why i'm always, well almost, alone, it shall tell you the reason why today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't have alot of friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. get that straight. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; no friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; no, not nessicarily. just a smaller range of friends compared to other so-called-popular-wannabes. i use to have alot of friends during the beginning of the year. but soon, i get to realize that your personality comes from your friends around you. it depends on which type of friends you choose to mix around with and whether you have the willpower to do whats right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres a saying that goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whats right is &lt;em&gt;right,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even if nobodys doing it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whats wrong is &lt;em&gt;wrong,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even if everybody's doing it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, you're an idiot if your friends do something wrong and you follow them blindly like an asshole. but yes, your someone if you choose to sacrifice your social life just to do something right and not corrupt. and for betsy's sake i'm not preaching about how noble i am here. i'm just trying to prove a point mind you. if, your friends cheat during a test, and you tell on them. do you feel that your in the wrong? it isn't fair, they, getting the higher marks and obtainning the higher position in class through an unjust and corrpt way. and you, being their friend would sometimes wish that you didn't knew that fact. but alas, its kinda tragic that you knew of that and there! your friendship goes down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if they were good and understanding friends who were &lt;em&gt;willing&lt;/em&gt; to repent, they would sincerely apologise and admit to their mistakes and not get their friends from the outside to DISCRIMINATE you on your blog and whatsmore REQUEST an explanation from you when your NOT the one commiting all those sins. they themselves should in return owe you an explanation instead on why the hell do they even bother to resort to such underhanded methods in the first place? such smart intellectual people but with a corrput and inferior mind. WTH GET LOW ABIT WON'T DIE RIGHT. wth they even ASK their FRIENDS of the more intellectual level to DISCRIMINATE the person who told on them. whatsmore their "friends" even REPRIMANDED the person telling her/he that the people who cheated are in the RIGHT and that the person who told on them is a BACKSTABBER and BETRAYER. you wanna scold someone you use your identity and not ask your friends. why?! scared arh?! just because the person's use of language is higher then yours?! THAT IS ABSURB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse me but will you kindly get the meaning of backstabbing and integrity right here? this is very absurb and i'm sad to say that people these days have absolutely zero moral integrity and respect for others. like after the whole thing is over that person's friend even have the CHEEK to scold my friends who were just defending me and REPEATEDLY comes and discriminate me now and then whether she feels like it. I'M SO TIRED OF ALL THESE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look, doesn't mean not having alot of friends means i'm friendless okays. i have peizhen , theresa , benjamin, chicky, bryant, heidi, jolynn, joseph, jesline and EDDIE. i would most certainly rather have less friends with moral rights than more friends who are corrputed and low down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you this, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU GUYS SUCK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;(note that the big letters in bold are purposely highlighted in case those morons have trouble with their eyesight or whatsoever as them seem to suffer from lack of consience and moral rights)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;friends are like quiet angels who lifts us to our feet when we've trouble flying with our wings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends are genuine people who will stick by you despite whichever shit your going through. their the ones who truly care for you and will correct you when your wrong and will repent when they're wrong. they are people who are willing to forgive and forget and abide by the rules. NOT BREAKING THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;friends are like stars which comes and glows but the ones which stays are the ones that glows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm done with MY discrimination and since i was forced to change my url due to all those inconsiderate people contantly harrasesing and threatening the safety of my blog, i reckon they won't stumble onto this humble post, so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JOLYNN :D&lt;br /&gt;no obscure reason for that sudden passion in my darling ((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos,&lt;br /&gt;delise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-112894812548949496?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/112894812548949496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=112894812548949496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112894812548949496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112894812548949496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-case-youve-been-wondering-why-im.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-112891424119390821</id><published>2005-10-10T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T11:17:21.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOS ALL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; MORE PAPER to&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FREEDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. so &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;add oil add oil!&lt;/span&gt; =D MT paper II was kinda easy today. but i reckon i won't score so high though. spend so much time memorising the words for tian xie han zi but in the end only 3 questions came out on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. nearly XXX hours of hardship gone! but nvm yeah, have confidence in this paper as well ^o^ decided to be good today and return home early after my breakfast at macs. and my mum thought i'd skip school! LOL. bought a new phone ytd. WOOTS! nokia 7260.. wanted 6230i but was like $300+ so mum didn't allow.. bought my 7260 for $138 after my 2yrs contract. LOL. not bad huh ^^ the lady initially typed in $38. then i was curiously wondering how come so cheap wan so told my mum and then arh my mum told the lady. and she was damn grateful lahs! ^^" my good deed of the day. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today saw june on 123. wakakasx. and no june, i am NOT siwei's stead for pete's sake! and no, he do NOT like me. get that straight thankyouverymuch ^^ haven't seen her in quite awhile. couldn't regonise her at first till she waved at me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. i'm off for my maple =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya,&lt;br /&gt;delise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-112891424119390821?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/112891424119390821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=112891424119390821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112891424119390821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112891424119390821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/hellos-all-d-its-just-one-more-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-112882908870537166</id><published>2005-10-09T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T11:38:08.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>darn. my photoshop trial just expired today =.= waiting for my download to complete now. wakakasx. then i shall photoshop my pictures and fix my blog properly! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i'm not studying for mt! ROAR! i'll do it later. haha prosinicating[?] again. anyway, i didn't went for jogging today cos i couldn't wake up. watched tv late into the night yesterday. wakakasx. anyway, loaned 20bucks from my bro and for that i would hafta train till lvl 30 for him in maple. bahbahbah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. maple time ^^ cya!&lt;br /&gt;delise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-112882908870537166?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/112882908870537166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=112882908870537166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112882908870537166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112882908870537166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/darn.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960263.post-112878425018246905</id><published>2005-10-08T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T23:10:50.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES NEW SKIN(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101% subjected to copyright @ reversed-psychology.blogspot.com (: WAKE UP WAKE UP! lol. &lt;3 hilary's new album. woots! gonna make a skin as soon as my exams are over ^^ yeah. i'll make a skin for you too if i'm nice and if you ask me! =D but i suppose no one will.. so i shan't? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh chatted with glen on msn just now. that ass hadn't been online for quite a while.. like bout since last year? LOL. must be ps2-ing as usual. hohum. he told me he's gonna join us for escape nxt saturday. but wonder if he'll give that same fever excuse again. lol ! chatted bout lots of things though i tried to sarcas him now and then. wakakasx. nope, i still can't forget it. bwhahaha. and we're only friends. nothing much. yesyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mms. i'm gonna mug whole day for MT tmr. i don't care man. my dad forced me to go jogging tmr =.= BAH BOOYA! i MUST mug for mt tmr le. cos i didn't today and the day before &gt;&lt; can't afford failing anymore papers. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams,&lt;br /&gt;delise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8960263-112878425018246905?l=reversed-psychology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/feeds/112878425018246905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8960263&amp;postID=112878425018246905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112878425018246905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8960263/posts/default/112878425018246905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reversed-psychology.blogspot.com/2005/10/yes-new-skin-101-subjected-to.html' title=''/><author><name>delise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463516836160932884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
