<?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-24339524</id><updated>2012-01-05T21:02:16.120+08:00</updated><category term='hurtt'/><title type='text'>Happy girl!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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>572</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-8714198885238003610</id><published>2011-07-19T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T00:21:46.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huge waves and tunder storm...</title><content type='html'>It's like how the huge tunder storm conquers the entire city. The huge waves clashe loudly into the seabed. The girl cried and scream so badly. And finally all these subsided. Because there isn't any single use of this at all. Finally, they all subsided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;0:21&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-8714198885238003610?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/8714198885238003610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=8714198885238003610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8714198885238003610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8714198885238003610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/07/huge-waves-and-tunder-storm.html' title='Huge waves and tunder storm...'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-4782484525746375758</id><published>2011-07-12T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T23:28:58.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch me when i fall</title><content type='html'>Today's a special day. It has been a really long time since i had a full day outing with bf. It's been a long, long time since we last met at 9 plus in the morning and head out for our outing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dressed in the appropriate attire, we headed to bedok reservoir's PAWV club house to rent a kayak. It was quite sunny. But you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just told myself that, "hey! It's a really happy day today, get yourself burnt! It's alright! Just today!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bf's a powerful paddler and he became my turbo engine. I think i barely paddle 100cm by myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After washing up, we head to had our lunch and off to ecp. Bf rented this really cute 4 wheel sheltered vehicle! It was pink with blue and hearts shelter ! It was really.. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sun set, i felt really down because.. I know that we're not going to meet up for the next 2 days or so and i'll definitely miss him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just never stop having those feelings towards him. For almost 2 and a half years, i've never once stop feeling sad because i miss him, never once deliberately miss waving tgoodbye to him from my balcony window. Never once felt that.. Someone else would be better than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, bf is really a gentle guy ( however sometimes he's not and it hurts me so badly) he's someone, who's so rare. And i am at such an advantage to be together with him. Until now, i cant confidently say that i have faith in us. Because i do not have any confidence In myself. I dont&lt;br /&gt;Think i'll ever good enough for him in terms of looks, and knowledge. Ut's not a problem that lies with him. It's me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-4782484525746375758?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4782484525746375758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=4782484525746375758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4782484525746375758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4782484525746375758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/07/catch-me-when-i-fall.html' title='Catch me when i fall'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-1931837364366412114</id><published>2011-06-30T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T11:36:29.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>Hi, it's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the holidays, my scedule was pretty packed! I went for camp(s),&lt;br /&gt;short getaway and meet up with bf. Now that school havw started, it's time to&lt;br /&gt;adjust my frequency and get back to work. I've been pretty comforting towards myself&lt;br /&gt;for the past few weeks and i hope i'll remain like this (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-1931837364366412114?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1931837364366412114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=1931837364366412114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1931837364366412114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1931837364366412114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3164831872006169542</id><published>2011-06-07T18:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T18:40:20.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really wnt to live in USA ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3164831872006169542?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3164831872006169542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3164831872006169542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3164831872006169542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3164831872006169542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-really-wnt-to-live-in-usa.html' title=''/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-4971072487686016180</id><published>2011-06-06T16:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T16:31:00.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearful life</title><content type='html'>Her fingers were trembling, and her feets were numb from  the fear of seeing what she fears most.&lt;br /&gt;Her heart raced and beat against her chest. It's a never ending cycle. She swore that she would never do it again. But then she does that always. She analyse every single thing and often gets so worried about it. Her mind never stops working. She hates those feelings. She could collapse anytime upon&lt;br /&gt;uncovering the fearful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst thing is, she can tell nobody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-4971072487686016180?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4971072487686016180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=4971072487686016180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4971072487686016180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4971072487686016180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/06/fearful-life.html' title='Fearful life'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-7613304728097437347</id><published>2011-05-29T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T13:40:38.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the midst of recovery</title><content type='html'>Phew! For the past few weeks, i've been busy. So busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I can a short outing with dearest after school.We headed over to Suntec City and catch Kungfu Panda 2. In the night, we finally had lemon sorbet (or rather, me). I felt really happy that day (:  somehow, it felt like the first few outings that we had in 2009. Time flies isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, my bf will be off to serve NS. I'm not too sure how he'll turn out and&lt;br /&gt;how much he'll change, regardless of his character towards me and life.&lt;br /&gt;But i'll definitel stand by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to do revision.Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-7613304728097437347?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7613304728097437347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=7613304728097437347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7613304728097437347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7613304728097437347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/05/in-midst-of-recovery.html' title='In the midst of recovery'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-857547319329246184</id><published>2011-05-21T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T01:14:06.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been long since i felt this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-857547319329246184?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/857547319329246184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=857547319329246184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/857547319329246184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/857547319329246184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-been-long-since-i-felt-this-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3648263032554684302</id><published>2011-05-21T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T00:16:57.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough?</title><content type='html'>Is it difficult? Honestly why? Why can't there be consistant treatment and patience?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't things remain consistant? No? there isn't such things in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just why? Have i made a wrong choice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3648263032554684302?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3648263032554684302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3648263032554684302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3648263032554684302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3648263032554684302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/05/tough.html' title='Tough?'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3110827269815777099</id><published>2011-05-20T07:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T08:05:30.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9a75wi9C3vo/TdWs3UK-yoI/AAAAAAAAAUc/51Rj-ih9f5k/s1600/3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9a75wi9C3vo/TdWs3UK-yoI/AAAAAAAAAUc/51Rj-ih9f5k/s400/3a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608578977267370626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I doubt myself and ask, what's good about me. I often come to a conclusion that me, i don't even know what's great about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple things makes me happy. But what if even the simple things begins to take place less frequently? Am i suppose to find other simple things that can make me happy or should i just live with that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3110827269815777099?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3110827269815777099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3110827269815777099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3110827269815777099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3110827269815777099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/05/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9a75wi9C3vo/TdWs3UK-yoI/AAAAAAAAAUc/51Rj-ih9f5k/s72-c/3a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-6990716146584189954</id><published>2011-05-15T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T18:55:23.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Honesty, is something that attracts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i got an in depth understanding of it.&lt;br /&gt;Honesty, truthful and trust all comes together&lt;br /&gt;A very very honest honesty, happens in a  situation when,&lt;br /&gt; you could tell lies but you just CAN'T BRING YOURSELF TO DO THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest honesty: When in a situation where you could tell lies, you just  CAN'T BRING YOURSELF TO DO IT - Gladys dictionary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-6990716146584189954?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6990716146584189954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=6990716146584189954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6990716146584189954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6990716146584189954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/05/honesty-is-something-that-attracts-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-124955218832379512</id><published>2011-05-12T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:36:38.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS</title><content type='html'>I've got low confidence, bad self esteem and i feel worse and at my lowest when my period is around the cornor when i don't visit thee gym because i feel too lerthargic and when my body are showing all the Pre menstral Symptoms. I hate my body today ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-124955218832379512?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/124955218832379512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=124955218832379512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/124955218832379512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/124955218832379512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/05/pms.html' title='PMS'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3888546651933699130</id><published>2011-05-11T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T00:06:18.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed with wanting to be beautiful</title><content type='html'>It's never easy to tell myself  "okay, i look fine. I am compatible. I am beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;Somedays, i'll feel so lousy about myself because i don't feel beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;There's definitely something that has happened that caused me to feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm picking myself up, mending myself into someone who once had that confidence in herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i got to start telling myself that i'm worth it. I got to know that i am unique and not all people be together with another one solely based on look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's tough because each time i'm with you, i feel like like a 1/10 while you're 10/10.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lousy about myself but i see all the other girls around me as 10/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm picking up those mess that people/i have created to be who i am now and one day, i'll be the confident me that holds no fear and inferiority.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3888546651933699130?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3888546651933699130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3888546651933699130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3888546651933699130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3888546651933699130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/05/obsessed-with-wanting-to-be-beautiful.html' title='Obsessed with wanting to be beautiful'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-1889602048523768254</id><published>2011-05-08T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T23:56:12.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Present</title><content type='html'>Nothing else matters more to me than the happiness we have currently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-1889602048523768254?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1889602048523768254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=1889602048523768254' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1889602048523768254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1889602048523768254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/05/present.html' title='Present'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-696955643685785385</id><published>2011-05-04T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T18:38:22.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday</title><content type='html'>hello, today was suppose to be a no lesson day for me. however i had a  make up tutorial class. im typin this as im walking home from Temasek  Polytechnic. I went opposite school right after classes to buy durian  smoothie from penang A1 chendol. i've  taken some sips from the drink.  it's really delicious! Today they ha a promotion and we had to say the  slogan to uncle to get a discount. I just took a mouthful of it again.  it's real durian. like so awesome. anyway, my mum and i love durian so  much.My mum claims that i love it so so much because when she was  pregnant with me, she had alot of durian! so anyway, i wanted to walk to  yhe nearby busstop to take bus 22 home. but i realised that i was  carrying a durian drink and i didnt want to pollute the bus, so there,  im walling home now ^^ anyway, its now 13.39 and the weather's really  cool and gloomy. anyway, this post will be posted only a few hours later  because this iphone application has a big problem of posting my entries  late. i can't stop drinking the durian smoothie, im so going to make a  trip down again and purchase it for my aunciee and my mum. awesome  drink. better than koi, gong cha and even drink tea! it's a long way  home now. im dreading this routh home because its really long. as  mentioned, the sky is gloomy now. i love these weathers. it's best to  take a walk or a jog, or sleep or even to draw circles. and a motor  bicycle just passed me at a really fast speed.. it nearly hit me. omg, i  got really shock a few moments ago..today feels great (: i have a  really short day in school tomorrow! its 9-11 im so glad that this sem  my timtable is so empty because with that i can catch up with my GPA.  anyway, there'll be an upcoming flea again on may 14! i cant wait to  attend it with my mom. my mom went to TAB for flea on saturday and it  was really fun because we're both of the same kind, we love dolling up,  we love make up (at least for me) . oh, and my mom's crazy over mac's  products. it started because i bought a mac lipstick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm  perspiring a little now and i've got probably abt 5-6 bus stops to go.  it helps to balance my calories intake and out. because i'm burning  calpries now while drinking the smoothie. its really warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,  one busstop down, im so happy! today, i picked a note and it says you're  beautiful, smile. and i did ! i kinda hope it'll rain now because  although i said that the sky is gloomy, heaven decided to pull stunts  with me and it became really sunny now. i wonder if i should go for a  run. i guess no because i just did on monday in the gym. im feeling  extrenly warm&lt;br /&gt;righy now im not kidding! oh and back to the uncle! his  slogan is damn cute! its, think one think two durian smoothiee! then  he'll add on, think properly before you vote! haha! and an L plate car  just drove past me. the instructor was using his iphone and this reminds  me&lt;br /&gt;of y sis' instructor. is all instructors seriously like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, ididnt think it'ss be such a long road home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im  at the clearwater now and i have to walk all the way further down after  damai sec. quite cool though because i feel so calm now ^^. anyway, i  bought a really nice halter top yesterday! so excited to put it on! 2nd  busstop. checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and today while i was on the way to school i  saw two damaians, a guy and a girl. they looked really shy towards the  other. they walked towards the grasspatch behomd the busstop and  exchanged an A4 size letter. i saw the girl smiling so sillily to  herself. it remids of me in my secondary school years. so young, silly,  innocent and happy! i hope they'll be happy! but again they're in lower  sec. they've got such a long way to go. my durian smoothie has melted ):  omg! i've walked so far! reaching home soon! about 5 more stops to go!!  im probably going to shower immediatly upon reaching home! i've ran out  of things to type ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweaty armpits ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i  wonder what i'll be now if i have taken a different path in anytime of  my life. like probably going to another secondary school.. joining a  sports cca, or just anything else that doesnt lead me to where i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,  i just crossed the roads without any pedestrain crossing. people who've  done this with me knows that im really afriad to jay walk especially if  the road's really big. but i just did without any hesitation just now.  that's how calm my mind is today. im really reaching home really soon!  im finally under a shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so much fears. yesterday, i  heard a buzxing sound beside my ears and i totally freaked out and  scream. i really am timid. sometimes i wish im still in a secondary  school. those 4 years were really the best times&lt;br /&gt;in my life. although  there were minor seybacks, i think back and smile because it was realy  happy. i've reach damai now and it changed. a bee just land on my face  again ): im reaching home!!! omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, some random thing,  what's happiness to you? im not refering to things that happen to you to  make you jappy. im not refering to those everyday consistent happiness.  for me, happiness is beong able to help another. it's always me to be  there for another someone since secondary school. be it relationship  problems, family ones or just normal day to day problems... as i grow  older and start my tertiary education, most people who come towards me  for help, are those who are facing relationship pronlems with thier  other half, friends, preoject mates , families and school work. To me,  helping others out and sincerely listening to them pouring out their  sadness and unhappiness is the only best way to make them feel better.  And whenever someone tells me " thanks, i feel so much better now" i  feel happiness. it's an undescribable happiness that one wont get to  experience u less you feel them yourself. To my girlfriends, i'll always  be here for you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i've reached my block and its 14.23 now. bye and thank you for reading this irrelevant blog entry.&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt; &lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-696955643685785385?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/696955643685785385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=696955643685785385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/696955643685785385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/696955643685785385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/05/wednesday_04.html' title='wednesday'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3035141739944476846</id><published>2011-05-01T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T22:55:33.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter</title><content type='html'>Hello my dear girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i would like to say that it's okay to be not okay. You've done so so well for the past two days. At least, a little improvement. I know it isn't easy on you having to control your thinkings and emotions. But my dear girl, you're doing pretty great. You've been pretty affected by issues happening in your life. I'm pretty sure it has bothered you so much that you woke up with bad dreams since the day you decide that you will try hard to be who you once were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know it's worth the effort. No matter how sad and terrible you may feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3035141739944476846?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3035141739944476846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3035141739944476846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3035141739944476846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3035141739944476846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/05/letter.html' title='A letter'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-5408015205164029234</id><published>2011-04-30T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T15:27:00.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams and reality?</title><content type='html'>good morning, it's 7.28 am now.&lt;br/&gt;i just woke up from a nightmare.&lt;br/&gt;in it, i was really sad and disappointed but i didnt cry a tiny bit at all. perhaps i've given up all the hopes. and i didnt try to mend the situation. if that dream becomes a reality in future, i guess i would be so so much weaker than i was in my dreams.&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-5408015205164029234?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5408015205164029234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=5408015205164029234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5408015205164029234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5408015205164029234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/04/dreams-and-reality.html' title='Dreams and reality?'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-4724557616988175825</id><published>2011-04-30T00:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T00:41:58.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the path of recovery</title><content type='html'>Hello, it's 12.25am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't feel like sleeping. I know my body's feeling really tired&lt;br /&gt;but my brain can't rest even when i'm shutting my eyes while lying on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;Today, i thought i was getting better, but i ruin all again. But then again,&lt;br /&gt;today's event made me realise that i was getting a little less weaker.&lt;br /&gt;It's probably a little small baby step of progress. I'm not too sure&lt;br /&gt;if anyone knows what i'm talking about. Probably no one knows them either&lt;br /&gt;because they are too dear to me to let them know about me, or probably&lt;br /&gt;because i don't have any close friends who are there for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Those who really knows, can't really understand, i don't blame them of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i walked around school feeling a little much better and&lt;br /&gt;there's this voice in me telling me that i'm perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;I srolled down tumblr's webpage and reminded myself that i'm fine too.&lt;br /&gt;Today, i felt like i've got no much feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, nothing much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-4724557616988175825?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4724557616988175825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=4724557616988175825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4724557616988175825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4724557616988175825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-path-of-recovery.html' title='On the path of recovery'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-8153221148400868123</id><published>2011-04-29T06:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T23:50:29.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worthlessness</title><content type='html'>hello, today is thursday. This week passed really quickly and i'm pretty happy about it because this means weekends are arriving! I am so bored now, but i'm feeling pretty alright today ! I still can't stop watching make up tutorials. School hasn't been really fine although it'll be the fourth day in school tomorrow. that's because i hate being in a new class and i hate having to get to know people all over again just so that i could know who is worthy enough for a group project. And again, being me, i love myself for being someone who leaves the class&lt;br /&gt;immediatly after the tutor/lecturer announces that we can leave. I am so cold towards some people but it's just me and i'm starting to like this me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, im so sleepy, lethargic and dowan to think&lt;br /&gt;about anything now. k thanks for reading and bye.&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt; &lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-8153221148400868123?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/8153221148400868123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=8153221148400868123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8153221148400868123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8153221148400868123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/04/worthlessness.html' title='worthlessness'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-982023713683129204</id><published>2011-04-27T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T12:01:39.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blooming!</title><content type='html'>Hiiiieess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, after school i went home. bf turned up with his bike and rode me on a bike around&lt;br /&gt;the East. It was really sweet ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the first day of school. Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;I was only looking forward to meet up with bf, we went nex, collect his graduation robe, and off to his estate. I was a little better yesterday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i think im back to sqaure one. But i'll find the courage to be me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-982023713683129204?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/982023713683129204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=982023713683129204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/982023713683129204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/982023713683129204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/04/blooming.html' title='Blooming!'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-4074531191558278137</id><published>2011-04-25T08:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T08:12:51.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning (:</title><content type='html'>Hi, time check : 8:00 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i woke up realising how much i've grown. There's alot of fear that one can fear about. For me, I've only two catagories of fears. The shown fear and the hidden fear. Over the years, some of my hidden fears have progressed into shown fears simply because i no longer have the capacity to keep it hidden. Or perhaps it's because some events along the way triggered me so badly that i could no longer keep that fear hidden. people who are really closed to me knows what my shown fears are. They know it so well that they probably don't think much about it anymore. They probably know them so well that they can't be bothered to think that it's a fear anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, the hidden fear are the ones that are making me a gazillion times more afraid and sad than the shown fears. But that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the ones whom are the root of my fears, i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-4074531191558278137?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4074531191558278137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=4074531191558278137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4074531191558278137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4074531191558278137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/04/morning.html' title='Morning (:'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3716290120248723029</id><published>2011-04-24T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T20:21:24.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello new me.</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hesitated for a bit before deciding that i would write an new entry in this long forgotten blog.&lt;br /&gt;It's been probably more than a year and a half of hopping around and changing my blog URL.&lt;br /&gt;The title of this blog is "Happy Girl!" I remember changing the title to this because then, i just got together, with my current boyfriend. And now, when i look again, at the title, i realised how long i've not been happy. It's really, a long while. I don't get the feeling of anticipation whenever i wake up each morning. It has become a boring cycle each time i wake up. A torturous and terrible one too. Alot of things have happened, at least to me and each time, i get a little more fragile. It begin really slowly, but each day i wake up feeling so fragile and with no anticipation. Now, each morning,  I wake up with totally no anticipation and no happiness but painful thoughts and feelings that keeps bugging me. It's a total different me, a total different me. Perhaps, if i come back to this blog, i'll be me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you could call that growing up. happiness tends to get lesser,  for me, the level of happiness has depreciatd by so much. I hope i'll get stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll learn to fix myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Terence ngiam, to be me again, i would like to express my feelings towards you here like how i used to happily when i was the old me. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Mr C.P.H! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3716290120248723029?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3716290120248723029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3716290120248723029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3716290120248723029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3716290120248723029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-new-me.html' title='Hello new me.'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-1084372454808165997</id><published>2009-06-19T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:40:57.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've moved to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://atingeofjealousy.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://atingeofjealousy.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please do relink me (:&lt;br /&gt;this site will not be deleted.&lt;br /&gt;i will still update my twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-1084372454808165997?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1084372454808165997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=1084372454808165997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1084372454808165997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1084372454808165997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/06/moved.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-6912979811157748522</id><published>2009-06-17T13:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:48:13.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masquerade concern</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/lonely%20world" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Locked out from the world Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i179/angiethegem21/Lonely.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the world seems to have neglected you.&lt;br /&gt;things seems to be a little different. it isnt as bad as i thought. As time changes,&lt;br /&gt;people change too. i just smile and be glad that i've a group of caring good friends,&lt;br /&gt;an awesome sister, and an understanding "someone". they never fail to calm me down,&lt;br /&gt;make me realise that sometimes, people do things as they are feeling worried about me.&lt;br /&gt;relationships are so complicating.trust and communication are what that keeps it going. so what if one party takes the initiative to make everything work out well? it takes two hands to clap. nothings going to work out well if another doesnt take the effort to. sometimes, its so heartbreaking to listen to unpleasant things said by your love ones. that someday, it becomes a daily routine to just listen, look and walk away. dont always focuse on the negative side. there's always the positive part.many people do not appreciate little sacrifices one makes for them.humans tend to pay more attention to the mistakes. trust is an even more important thing. Never betray one's trust, for it'll be difficult to regain it back. action speaks louder then words. someone once betrayed my trust. and it has never been regain back since then. its so difficult to understand why it just takes a minute to betray one's trust. but a lifetime to regain it back. The ability to put oneself in other's shoes is something that can help to reduce the the seriousness of a conflict. the ability to remain calm and quiet is yet another thing that can magically settle conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world doesnt revolves around you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-6912979811157748522?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6912979811157748522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=6912979811157748522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6912979811157748522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6912979811157748522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-world-seems-to-have-neglected-you.html' title='Masquerade concern'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3400979610318654751</id><published>2009-06-12T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T20:12:23.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Individualistic Doer: Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All Doers love their freedom, but if there were a prize for independence and autonomy, you would win it. You need your personal space more than all others, and if your partner sticks to you like Velcro, you quickly feel constrained in your independence and individuality, not to speak of the fact that a person like that could not hang on to you for good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For that reason, you should carefully pick a partner who can deal with being alone, and does not get nervous when he/she has to spend an evening or even an entire vacation by him/herself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For you, a relationship is a nice and certainly a worthwhile addition to life. However, you don’t think your existence would be incomplete without one. Therefore, you are not in danger of jumping into an unrewarding relationship out of desperation; you’d rather wait until the right person crosses your path. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all, you are a head person who does not fall in love blindly; you wonder whether your counterpart will complement you, and whether the stars favor a relationship. For impetuous personality types, you can be a true challenge, because it can take you quite a while to express your feelings. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even then, you don’t start with flying colors, but rather, you keep your handbrake engaged, and a hand on your ejection seat so that you can quickly escape in the case of doubt. Your freedom is always more important to you than a relationship where you would have to make too many compromises for your taste. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your inner independence certainly does not mean that you are not willing or able to commit yourself to another person, on the contrary. Once you have decided on someone, you invest a lot in your relationship, albeit more with action than passionate vows of love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then you are very sensitive toward your partner, and quickly register what he/she wants or needs at that moment. You support him/her loyally, faithfully, and with commitment when he/she needs your help. Whomever you love always has a reliable comrade-in-arms on his/her side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3400979610318654751?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3400979610318654751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3400979610318654751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3400979610318654751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3400979610318654751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/06/individualistic-doer-love-all-doers.html' title=''/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3153350954853529778</id><published>2009-06-07T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:42:00.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vo_0UXRY_rY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vo_0UXRY_rY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my all time favourite song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3153350954853529778?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3153350954853529778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3153350954853529778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3153350954853529778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3153350954853529778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-wanna-miss-thing-aerosmith-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-4180369430636857806</id><published>2009-06-05T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:58:14.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; at times, i admire girls for being about to hide their feelings so well&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-4180369430636857806?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-8158423920209552937</id><published>2009-06-05T17:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:58:06.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please grant me this chance.</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clique came over this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;it was super enjoyable. we camwhore like some crazy group of people.&lt;br /&gt;tehee. those loud laughters were the bestest ever ones that i've ever heard&lt;br /&gt;since the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially we planned to have this movie marathon.&lt;br /&gt;we rented " the curious case of benjamin botton "&lt;br /&gt;it wasa freaking 2 hours plus movie. and halfway through,&lt;br /&gt;we started talking about random stuff&lt;br /&gt;and how a girl should not take the initiative to kiss her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! on seeing intimate scenes&lt;br /&gt;sae yeoh, sock min and i went on to elaborate on what would the couples&lt;br /&gt;do in the room if they were to go back to their house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the movie could end, we turn off the DVD player and head down to&lt;br /&gt;the park. we sat on swings and see-saw.&lt;br /&gt;its so hilarious to be seeing a group of grown up kids sitting on it,&lt;br /&gt;and playing/screaming their hearts out like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be uploaded as soon as sae yeoh tag me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;for next week,&lt;br /&gt;i hope, i pray and i need&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-8158423920209552937?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3156726393784689911</id><published>2009-06-02T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:51:16.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>idl,idw and idw.</title><content type='html'>have i ever mention that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignorance is a bliss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this explains why,&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;i dont like to know,&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to know,&lt;br /&gt;and i dont wish to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause knowing somethings can lead to one's misery.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;like what i'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3156726393784689911?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3156726393784689911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3156726393784689911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3156726393784689911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3156726393784689911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/06/idlidw-and-idw.html' title='idl,idw and idw.'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-1868854762914552360</id><published>2009-06-01T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T15:59:21.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SiOKJ52c2CI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7bCUx0rCkxw/s1600-h/DSC06572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342265485744199714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SiOKJ52c2CI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7bCUx0rCkxw/s400/DSC06572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's coming back soon.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-1868854762914552360?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1868854762914552360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=1868854762914552360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1868854762914552360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1868854762914552360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/06/shes-coming-back-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SiOKJ52c2CI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7bCUx0rCkxw/s72-c/DSC06572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-1346659523164260867</id><published>2009-06-01T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:01:12.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it wasnt a mistake, its an experience.</title><content type='html'>i prayed like nobody's business when it was 2 minutes before&lt;br /&gt;the end time. i still had a long paragraph to write down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the power of gohonzon, is super great. thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere in the hall was so still and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;it was extremly warm. it is therefore more unfortunate for me to be sitting in the last row of the colume. what more can you expect?&lt;br /&gt;there's not even a single fan. i walk out of the exam hall grumbling about&lt;br /&gt;how buget can this school get. goodness. maybe i should start appreciating&lt;br /&gt;the fact that there's at least fans in the hall &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Emoticon Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g139/kozavu/Emoticons/bailele.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its june holidays!&lt;br /&gt;why dont i see myself jumping with joy?&lt;br /&gt;neither do i see graduating students celebrating last friday.&lt;br /&gt;pre-prelims is sucha pain in the neck. again, i've to go through that&lt;br /&gt;dark period. when waking up in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;is an almost-everyday-thing routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it isnt a holiday for me either.i have so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 june 2009 - 5 june 2009 } ext. prog&lt;br /&gt;8 june 2009 } Bio make up lessons&lt;br /&gt;9 june 2009 } Chemistry workshop at VJC&lt;br /&gt;10 june 2009 } Amaths make up lessons&lt;br /&gt;11 june 2009 - 13 june 2009 } stay over&lt;br /&gt;15 june 2009 } Passing out parade&lt;br /&gt;16 june 2009 } Workshop at NA poly&lt;br /&gt;17 june 2009 } Physics SPA skill 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how huh?! * gladys can totally go and bang her head into the wall *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week i had this talk with chwq and that was when&lt;br /&gt;she told me that maybe its time i should totally forget about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm putting everything down. i'm trying very hard to.&lt;br /&gt;this teeny weeeny stupid thing will not affect me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;one day, i'll know the true meaning of the four letter word&lt;br /&gt;( what word are you thinking about? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ideal love is fostered only between two sincere,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mature and independent people.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is the inner struggle to polish these attributes that is the key.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Real love is not two people clinging to each other;i&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;t can only be fostered between two strong people secure in their individuality.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-daisaku ikeda&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm slowly beginning to understand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-1346659523164260867?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1346659523164260867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=1346659523164260867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1346659523164260867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1346659523164260867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-was-mistake-its-experience.html' title='it wasnt a mistake, its an experience.'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g139/kozavu/Emoticons/th_bailele.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-8815543266506387891</id><published>2009-05-30T20:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:00:05.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 more months!!</title><content type='html'>edicted ./ on 1 june 2009 at 1400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*maybe i'll know the true meaning in a few months time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edicted./&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat down, beautiful suroundings around me.&lt;br /&gt;something random came into me.&lt;br /&gt;what is love? why do i not know the true meaning of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, some random thinking just come into me.&lt;br /&gt;like, why do people get together?&lt;br /&gt;how does one knows whether he or she is truly in love with another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone once told me&lt;br /&gt;" when the duration of the relationship is nearing to 2 yrs, its no longer love,&lt;br /&gt;its just a habit, to have one another there for you "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then what's love? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;issit just another word that people use it so often? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just to attain and achieve who they desire for that moment? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the definition of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;can someone clarify this with me? D:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-8815543266506387891?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/8815543266506387891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=8815543266506387891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8815543266506387891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8815543266506387891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/5-more-months.html' title='5 more months!!'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-7487685563919242956</id><published>2009-05-29T19:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T19:51:04.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bond; silly pig</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to bond in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;ken took lesser than 5 minutes to cut and trim my ends.&lt;br /&gt;hehhh *thumbs up!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head over to vivo with silly after that.&lt;br /&gt;it was so sweet of him to take the effort to walk sucha long way from the mrt&lt;br /&gt;just to accompany me ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today while i was walking to school, i saw couples heading to school together.&lt;br /&gt;on their fingers, they wore couple rings. when i thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that couple rings are sucha jinx.and now, i feel so disgusting as i see&lt;br /&gt;students in thier uniform, wearing couple rings. i dont know why i feel this way either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just come to realise how redundant couple rings can get.&lt;br /&gt;with those engravements and things like that.&lt;br /&gt;i promise myself never ever wear couple ring&lt;br /&gt;for another time. i believe the next time i wear it, it would be an engagement ring, or a&lt;br /&gt;wedding band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i counted the months before o levels.&lt;br /&gt;four more months :D isnt time passing a little too fast?&lt;br /&gt;it was 7 months then. now it's already 4 more months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back my result slips. looking at the remarks,&lt;br /&gt;i feel as though i've already done all i can. i really did study really hard.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to mug during holidays. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pic-tos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sh_IggqUDmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/_355GMlaiTg/s1600-h/DSC03105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341208143933476450" style="WIDTH: 240px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sh_If43_EAI/AAAAAAAAAJU/k0r-MfKD4PA/s320/DSC03099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sh_If4vRwaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/seQymE1MK34/s1600-h/DSC03098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341208133216879010" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sh_If4vRwaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/seQymE1MK34/s320/DSC03098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sh_I4iVcKYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/a1l1yDefmXg/s1600-h/DSC03105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341208556699658626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sh_I4iVcKYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/a1l1yDefmXg/s320/DSC03105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly,&lt;br /&gt;i can practically grow fat if ever i would be able to go out with you like a few times a&lt;br /&gt;week.cause with you, i always feel like eating. and when you ask me what can we do,&lt;br /&gt;though i either say i dont know or just remain silent.&lt;br /&gt;i silently replied, anything, because just having you by my side makes me really happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-7487685563919242956?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7487685563919242956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=7487685563919242956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7487685563919242956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7487685563919242956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/bond-silly-pig.html' title='Bond; silly pig'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sh_IggqUDmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/_355GMlaiTg/s72-c/DSC03105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-570577223350991438</id><published>2009-05-26T17:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:21:39.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>though it's been just a short period, but, i know ily, and i really do :]</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharol asked almost the entire class&lt;br /&gt;*i eneded up asking the remaining people*&lt;br /&gt;"how you pronounce N-G-I-A-M?"&lt;br /&gt;ans we got&lt;br /&gt;*niam &lt;br /&gt;*ng-yam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was so pissed off cos she pronounced it as&lt;br /&gt;ng-arm.&lt;br /&gt;and nobody agrees with it.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha looks like 4E1 knows whats the surname of my dearest already.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clique came over for some mission today!&lt;br /&gt;hehe, when its done, we had a wild time playing and making fun of each other.&lt;br /&gt;i admitted i scream loudly D:&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, just thinking abt having you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel so fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we may not say i love you daily,&lt;br /&gt;meet up daily,&lt;br /&gt;give one another hugs and kisses as though its like&lt;br /&gt;free water flowing from a tap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know deep within, we really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be the one who'll be there for you,&lt;br /&gt;to pick you up when you fall ( okay, maybe its the opposite).&lt;br /&gt;help you when you're in need of help.&lt;br /&gt;encourage you and supports you  in whatever you're going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 2nd month, silly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-570577223350991438?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/570577223350991438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=570577223350991438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/570577223350991438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/570577223350991438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/though-its-been-just-short-period-but-i.html' title='though it&apos;s been just a short period, but, i know ily, and i really do :]'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3776763064723141935</id><published>2009-05-24T20:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:09:21.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moodSWING</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its always at this time, at this day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;i tend to think alot of nonsense things (alot more than i usually do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladys, you can just bang your head on the wall,&lt;br /&gt;bleed so you would be engross in thinking how to stop your&lt;br /&gt;bleedings instead of nonsense things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i feeling down again? D:&lt;br /&gt;o level chinese is next week, dont think too much anymore ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladys is going to sleep now. D:&lt;br /&gt;everything will be alright (i hope so) when i wake up tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3776763064723141935?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3776763064723141935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3776763064723141935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3776763064723141935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3776763064723141935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/moodswing.html' title='moodSWING'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-2600045511556124784</id><published>2009-05-24T18:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:11:13.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STC 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShkooyzSWeI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Z2371D3T_DI/s1600-h/ATC080009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339343514521197026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShkooyzSWeI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Z2371D3T_DI/s400/ATC080009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; STC 2008.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of this camp really makes me happy :D&lt;br /&gt;i had friendly and funny groupmates.&lt;br /&gt;And a very good Cadet inspector in-charged of our group.&lt;br /&gt;(someone must be feeling happy now)&lt;br /&gt;He doesnt scold or demand for things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's really really a good CI!&lt;br /&gt;but no. now, he should be a less-good CI. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll195/oujitanaka/Emoticons/loveyou.gif" border="0" alt="Emoticons Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heaven bestowed this gift to me..&lt;br /&gt;to know you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-2600045511556124784?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/2600045511556124784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=2600045511556124784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/2600045511556124784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/2600045511556124784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/stc-2008.html' title='STC 08'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShkooyzSWeI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Z2371D3T_DI/s72-c/ATC080009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-5836720024593048003</id><published>2009-05-23T21:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T15:52:34.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flag day; nonsense terence</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flag day today.&lt;br /&gt;i encounter a really bad thing early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;i was so afraid the rest of the day would be bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flag day was killing. you know huh? the sun huh? is feaking hot huh?&lt;br /&gt;and some smokers huh? they rather huh? spent their moneeyyy huh? on cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;huh? and refuse to donate even 10CENTS to the children charity huh?&lt;br /&gt;friends who smoke and sees my post.&lt;br /&gt;please huh? please donate no matter what, 10CENTS cant be compared to 10DOLLARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wore full school u and the sun was scorching hot.&lt;br /&gt;the back of my uniform was translusion due to perspiration.&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning, i told myself "I HATE FLAG DAY"&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a damn recorder playing both english and chinese language.&lt;br /&gt;put on a fake smile and continue approaching people.&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching tamp inter, i was happy!&lt;br /&gt;i collected quite a number of donations :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people are nice! keep it up man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i feel so so so sloppy today, i wore full school uniform and&lt;br /&gt;slippers. heh, nonsense terence taught me sth bad. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so looking forward to 12PM.&lt;br /&gt;as soon as 11.45 strikes and i've finish 3 pages of stickers out of 4.&lt;br /&gt;i headed back to collection point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to Pasir Ris Park after that.&lt;br /&gt;at first the sun was scorching, we rode the bike( saw pony! moniter lizard and rooster!) , and settled down for a while.&lt;br /&gt;the next thing we know? there was thunder.&lt;br /&gt;you must be thinking *so sad?* it isnt at all leh! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;cos with nonsense terence around, nothing is impossible!&lt;br /&gt;we would still have somewhere to go, something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went over to Ehub, took a walk over there then headed to white sands.&lt;br /&gt;super sinful mud pie at coffee club ( but its okay since i'm eating it with dearest)&lt;br /&gt;and bused home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus, i was thinking really hard whether or not i should....&lt;br /&gt;tell nonsense terence D:&lt;br /&gt;in the end i did after alighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you held my hands tightly,&lt;br /&gt;i felt really relieved yet at the same time still feeling afraid,&lt;br /&gt;i felt better after crying it out, but yet, the feeling is still&lt;br /&gt;hunting me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was having somethings in mind.some thoughts that&lt;br /&gt;are really making me feel so down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dreading the arrival of sept D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-5836720024593048003?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5836720024593048003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=5836720024593048003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5836720024593048003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5836720024593048003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/flag-day-nonsense-terence.html' title='flag day; nonsense terence'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-7453568668005164199</id><published>2009-05-22T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:27:10.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GLADYS IS SO HAPPY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S GOING TO MEET UP WITH PIG AFTER FLAG DAY TOMORROW!!!&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO SO SO LAST MINUTE!!! &lt;br /&gt;I MISS TERENCE NIGIAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLADYS IS SO SO SO SO CRAZY NOW LAHHHHH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-7453568668005164199?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7453568668005164199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=7453568668005164199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7453568668005164199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7453568668005164199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/gladys-is-so-happy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-6432059207396885420</id><published>2009-05-22T18:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:54:11.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladys is having butt cramps.</title><content type='html'>gym today.&lt;br /&gt;i am back to.... my usual weight!&lt;br /&gt;and that cheered me up for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met sharol and proceeded to tamp.&lt;br /&gt;i bought ______ and i'll be making it tomorrow! with &lt;br /&gt;aunty being the assistant ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4more days leh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still feeling the same as how i did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i still feel uncomfortable. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flag day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i never understand why.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;edicted.//&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zq_b7sL0LNg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zq_b7sL0LNg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kick in the face! come back without a limb and maybe i'll consider it! "&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a look at their facial expression. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x223/tarcisiofake/Emoticons/24.png" border="0" alt="emoticon Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-6432059207396885420?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6432059207396885420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=6432059207396885420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6432059207396885420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6432059207396885420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/gladys-is-having-butt-cramps.html' title='Gladys is having butt cramps.'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x223/tarcisiofake/Emoticons/th_24.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-7049873237916421056</id><published>2009-05-21T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:39:47.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look up into the sky now and you'll know how i'm feeling.</title><content type='html'>You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you don't trust enough.&lt;br /&gt;-Frank Crane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad hair day again. i woke up only to realise that my hair is all curl up, as though i've went to a hairdresser for a perm or something. you must be wondering. but it's rebornded right? but no. i think its due to my sleeping position that cause it to curl in a way as though it looks like i went for a perm -.-. i broke down today as soon as i received my Amaths and Chemistry results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a real big loser, i studied really hard for chemistry and practised really hard for Amaths. yet, it wasnt even up to stardard.and if you happen to see this post. stop asking me how much i get.i really hate it when ppl know that i didnt do well. and when they ask me how much i've gotten, i would say my grade. they would further probe into how much exactly i've gotten.&lt;br /&gt;cant some ppl be a little more sensitive to how people are feeling? its either you have a really LOW EQ or you're really a BIG stupid dumb ass! ( i'm really pissed off now)&lt;br /&gt;sharol and brenda adviced me to approach a school counsellor. i think i'm really going to do it soon. i'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of you maybe laughing behind your screen laughing it off, thinking why the hell do i need a counsellor huh? and if you're thinking that, then you should just admit that you dont know me well enough.if you're those who goes thinking, " serve her right, she didnt studied hard enough"&lt;br /&gt;you're so wrong,just slap yourself and go to sleep after reading this. and if you're those who think " she passed her Amaths what get so sad over it for what? pass what" you can totally go and bang your pea brain head into the wall and let yourself bleed to death. you try aiming for a pass in your o levels huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm never a person who crys over results, but today i did. i'm never a person who would resort to going to a counsellor, but i guess i need, i think i've a problem. GLADYS IS SUCHA LOSER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for being a little too emotional, i'm sensitive too (if you dont know). i can get upset, depress, or feel a little jealous over the slightest things. And i really hate it.i was never like this until i got into a serious-but-not-so-serious-relationship two years back. yes. exactly two years back. 23may. when i think back, i'll just frown and tell myself,&lt;br /&gt;gladys, you're sucha failure. you got so cheated over and over again.for the past 3 months, i've been asking myself, how do i get over this phobia? huh? ( readers, huh? ). it didnt really came to me until this morning, when i felt a little down. i sat down, and asked myself, why did i feel so uncomfortable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a quiet day at &lt;s&gt;beach&lt;/s&gt; maybe somewhere nearer (i'm tired) tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;to reflect on what really went wrong, issit sth to do with the way i study.&lt;br /&gt;should i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-7049873237916421056?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7049873237916421056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=7049873237916421056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7049873237916421056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7049873237916421056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/look-up-into-sky-now-and-youll-know-how.html' title='look up into the sky now and you&apos;ll know how i&apos;m feeling.'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-7446519858274939507</id><published>2009-05-20T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:10:36.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day out!</title><content type='html'>hello readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beginning of the day was really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a bad hair day this morning.&lt;br /&gt;i got hit in the head and leg during PE.&lt;br /&gt;i weighed myself and i totally felt so depressed after that.&lt;br /&gt;from tomorrow onwards...&lt;br /&gt;i'll make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back english, bio and Emaths results.&lt;br /&gt;i was really disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;i jump and improved two grades for english to a B4.&lt;br /&gt;and improved by 3 grades for Biolody, to a B3&lt;br /&gt;but i felt really disappointed because i had initialy&lt;br /&gt;aimed for an A. for Emaths, it was really so unfortunate for me.&lt;br /&gt;D: another 0.75 marks more i'll attain an A1.&lt;br /&gt;you may thing that it's also an A huh? but an A1 and an A2 makes a huge difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, i got to meet dearest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, initial plan was to meet pig and burn calories.&lt;br /&gt;but who know, it was all ruin by the 28day cycle. it super killed&lt;br /&gt;my mood yesterday&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, we have had a very fun day! ( though its&lt;br /&gt;not the whole day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after assembly, went over to DnT WC ( trying to be superly knowledgable,&lt;br /&gt;i learn abt this term from dearest ).&lt;br /&gt;changed and rolled over to block 717 to retrieve my EZ link from aunty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bused to bedok to meet dearest.&lt;br /&gt;and, you know? going out with him is superly fun yet i'm always in those&lt;br /&gt;-kept-in-suspense- mode.&lt;br /&gt;why? cos he never tells me where we're going.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAH! until when its time to drop off the bus, i somehow figured it out myself.&lt;br /&gt;smart-t huh?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to Parkway and walked aimlessly~&lt;br /&gt;then we went over to ECP.&lt;br /&gt;it was not-so-sunny. i was wearing this two layered sleeveless.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness man! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;i was really so unglamourous today!&lt;br /&gt;i did this "omp ji ji omp ji ji~ omp ji ji omp ji ji~" thing,&lt;br /&gt;and was really really unglam. i dont know whats wrong with me either.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things would always go so well when i'm with pig.&lt;br /&gt;:D no more feeling of sadness or anxiousness&lt;br /&gt;(except for when i was about to meet him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky was really blue today,&lt;br /&gt;the water looks calm to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShPtIJ1VyRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/L0AB-0nw-ik/s1600-h/DSC03028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337870707698551058" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShPtIJ1VyRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/L0AB-0nw-ik/s320/DSC03028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShPtICywk7I/AAAAAAAAAIk/qLg7TvKbGu4/s1600-h/DSC03026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337870705808675762" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShPtICywk7I/AAAAAAAAAIk/qLg7TvKbGu4/s320/DSC03026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShPtH64U0WI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PM-u9tHEttU/s1600-h/DSC03027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337870703684538722" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShPtH64U0WI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PM-u9tHEttU/s320/DSC03027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShPtHrqn6TI/AAAAAAAAAIU/4VceL434Upc/s1600-h/DSC03025ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337870699600537906" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShPtHrqn6TI/AAAAAAAAAIU/4VceL434Upc/s320/DSC03025ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShPtHiZOneI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZMRVog9w1jU/s1600-h/DSC03024ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never understand why my face is so fat. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got dearest to bloat up his face so my face wouldnt look so fat. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahha! cute huh? but still, my face was screwed up D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMYVM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-7446519858274939507?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7446519858274939507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=7446519858274939507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7446519858274939507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7446519858274939507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-out.html' title='day out!'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShPtIJ1VyRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/L0AB-0nw-ik/s72-c/DSC03028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3357407261451389603</id><published>2009-05-19T16:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:48:59.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE AN AWESOME BFRIEND</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;{upon realising that i or rather we were cheated, i was wondering, since when did our friendship&lt;br /&gt;turn out this way?}&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe it isnt what i thought to be.But it's obvious already.&lt;br /&gt;you'll grow out of this stage i think.few months more.&lt;br /&gt;anyway the wind blows it doesnt really matter to me.I'll stay stong, and continue to be&lt;br /&gt;a supportive goodfriend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm skipping tuition today.&lt;br /&gt;am feeling so restless and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;i think i probably caught and am influenced by pig's lazy bum virus already.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish today was wednesday instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horoscope for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIES:&lt;br /&gt;a close friend leaves a text or voice mail that may confuse you. you may&lt;br /&gt;misinterpret it and run off on a comically lengthy wild goose chase&lt;br /&gt;until he or she puts a stop to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true can this be?!&lt;br /&gt;it happened yesterday and today, when i was reading yesterday's newspaper,&lt;br /&gt;i came across this and guess what my reaction was?&lt;br /&gt;i never know horoscope can be this accurate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galyds is hvanig mlid sotacmh cmrap. D:&lt;br /&gt;i've been emoing since hours ago D:&lt;br /&gt;i was typing this when i suddenly felt it.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like....... being a little violent to my piglet!&lt;br /&gt;pull it's cheeks la!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it came at the wrong time D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of you i'm not sure whether i still can meet dearest or not D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a snapshot of what i wrote yesterday during champ camp.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE.. An Awesome Boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShJpUnTzYUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/R6jvYXR3-Rg/s1600-h/DSC03023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337444311257801026" style="WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShJpUnTzYUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/R6jvYXR3-Rg/s320/DSC03023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting from this thursday, i make sure i start mugging.&lt;br /&gt;enough of resting man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the terror starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be getting back my exams scripts.&lt;br /&gt;gladys wil most probably bang her damn head into a wall.&lt;br /&gt;and hopes it'll bleed like crazy so, mr. first aider would help her stop the bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my only hope (apart from language subj)&lt;br /&gt;Emaths,Amaths, Biology....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ its another... 7 more days } see how time flies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3357407261451389603?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3357407261451389603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3357407261451389603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3357407261451389603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3357407261451389603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-awesome-bfriend.html' title='I HAVE AN AWESOME BFRIEND'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/ShJpUnTzYUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/R6jvYXR3-Rg/s72-c/DSC03023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-6355068489438762467</id><published>2009-05-18T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:56:33.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i feel so satisfied today, i got to wake up at 6.15,&lt;br /&gt;after so long. study skill course started out fine. but as the day progresses,&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but feel sleepy. imagine, 9 long hours in the freezing cold room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to veri nice with clique.&lt;br /&gt;we slacked and laugh superly loud ( okay this is so&lt;br /&gt;unlike us) we talked about our past encounters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.when i was young, my sis and i tied a string to the back of a dragonfly and&lt;br /&gt;treat it as a kite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I love pineapple dip into soy sauce + cut red chilis + sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.add sugar into smashed tomato. its nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.I like labixiaoxin and i act like him sometimes when i'm home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.I have very little baby pictures ( my mum claims that i was too ugly so she didnt take much pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Used to take just 5 minutes to shower during my lower sec years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.sharol claims that when i swim and suck in oxygen like for storage ( like goldfish mouth and exchange air )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.I am a bad cook ( i'm sure i'll be better ;D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sharol was my patner for home econs in the past. we werent that close then, i would make her do all the washing =X and she says that when i was cooking i stick out my hands and stand a metre away from the frying pan. she was laughing then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9.i think lizards so fun to bully! observe the tails! HAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10.i like to roll on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11.i didnt take the effort to learn how to write my ex boyfriend's chinese name.&lt;br /&gt;(for nearly two years)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.if i were to learn how to write one's name in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;it just goes to show how much he/she mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.on the average, 2 out of 3 chinese characters are alien to me. ( explains why i dont read chinese news paper or books)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.i can take up to 9 months to read a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.i use powerpuff girls towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{/RANDOM.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study skill course again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Amaths tuition tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for two consecutive months.. i missed it.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it will continue, until wednesday evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-6355068489438762467?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6355068489438762467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=6355068489438762467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6355068489438762467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6355068489438762467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-5860797676438744845</id><published>2009-05-17T16:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:11:45.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it's scary to know that things just change for the worst &lt;br /&gt;in such a short time. when things are starting to progress, and when you think &lt;br /&gt;that the both of you, would develope a better relationship,&lt;br /&gt;things come crashing down on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethings are really unpredictable...&lt;br /&gt;and the disability to predict the future, of what would take place.&lt;br /&gt;it really kills my mood, when i think of it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zL08L96wxyE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zL08L96wxyE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always"allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-5860797676438744845?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5860797676438744845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=5860797676438744845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5860797676438744845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5860797676438744845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-438517362513703282</id><published>2009-05-16T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T18:24:58.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PICTURES ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JDDyAZJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/RrS-9mHf5BY/s1600-h/DSC02986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336353294128276626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JDDyAZJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/RrS-9mHf5BY/s320/DSC02986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JC1yLEwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mh9MeBJsDe0/s1600-h/DSC02984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336353290370880258" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JC1yLEwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mh9MeBJsDe0/s320/DSC02984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JC-tkOBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uEodG-hXTmY/s1600-h/DSC02982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336353292767475730" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JC-tkOBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uEodG-hXTmY/s320/DSC02982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JCh834MI/AAAAAAAAAG8/G5BhzImwG8g/s1600-h/DSC02978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336353285047050434" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JCh834MI/AAAAAAAAAG8/G5BhzImwG8g/s320/DSC02978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JVGR83aI/AAAAAAAAAH0/tShGSDBQ8gQ/s1600-h/DSC02998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336353604036779426" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JVGR83aI/AAAAAAAAAH0/tShGSDBQ8gQ/s320/DSC02998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JU9QmwbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Bp6mNvK6Onw/s1600-h/DSC02994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336353601615217074" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JU9QmwbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Bp6mNvK6Onw/s320/DSC02994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JVG_sINI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6DKbNA9E7m0/s1600-h/DSC02995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336353604228620498" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JVG_sINI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6DKbNA9E7m0/s320/DSC02995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JVPtVm-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/9pCrFFRIyWE/s1600-h/DSC02996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336353606567566306" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JVPtVm-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/9pCrFFRIyWE/s320/DSC02996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can guess where we went today huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally after 7 long years, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was struggling like some idiot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i become extremly breathless after every 3 seconds. LG was following me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i felt so stalked, she looked so unhappy. ( perhaps, its because i'm giving her work to do? )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i finally ended and decided to eat our packed food, she exclaimed out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loud to the other LGs. DONE. sharol and i wanted to went back in to irritate her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were on the verge of complaining to the management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD SERVICE~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went over to tampines to do some shopping, i got new clothes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its white! i felt superly happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, sharol told me three things i would always say, every single day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.sharol, m i fat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.terence hor.... ( the story goes on) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. you know right, last time, ( traumatising story begins)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she said i would reapeat stories a few times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i went home told mummy that i was feeling so happy today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: i'm so happy today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mummy: why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: cos i met terence yesterday ( beaming from ear to ear )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mummy: we see how long this relationship can last huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went speechless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;signs of anoxeria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.&lt;b&gt;feeling fat or overweight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.&lt;b&gt;Preoccupation with weight, food, calories, fat grams and dieting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.&lt;b&gt;refusal to eat certain foods&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.denial of hunger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.development of food rituals (i.e. eating food in certain orders, rearranging food on a plate, cutting up food into small pieces)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.consistent excuses to avoid mealtimes or situations involving food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.&lt;b&gt;extrem concern with body weight and shape&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.excessive,rigid exercise regimen ( i'm not bolding this.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.withdrawal from usual friends and activities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.&lt;b&gt;loss of mentrual periods in girls &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some facts about gladys goh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. i love white and light pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. i cant concentrate on doing my stuff when people around me are shaking their legs constantly. ( i hate it) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. you'll seldom see me in jeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. piglets are cuter then pigs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. i'm not gladys , if you see me not rumbling over spilt cokes on my outfit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. i kick people when i sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. i do sleep talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. pat me / gently tickle my hands  to sleep, it helps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. she loves biting people's hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao! imy silly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-438517362513703282?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/438517362513703282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=438517362513703282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/438517362513703282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/438517362513703282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures-today-if-you-can-guess-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sg6JDDyAZJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/RrS-9mHf5BY/s72-c/DSC02986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3032982851825917437</id><published>2009-05-15T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:38:49.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt; to the&lt;strong&gt; I&lt;/strong&gt; to the &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt; to the &lt;strong&gt;A &lt;/strong&gt;to the &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt; to the  &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt; to the &lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today marks the end of mid year!&lt;br /&gt;you can never know how much joy i felt when ahpa collected our examination scripts (emaths).&lt;br /&gt;deep down, i was beaming with joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening compre was a gone case.&lt;br /&gt;people said its a give away, what a joke, i'm sucha idiot.&lt;br /&gt;as soon as the papers were collected, and we were dismissed,&lt;br /&gt;i rolled back home asap, make a quick one and dashed out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling so so so much joy. cos i'm finally able to meet Tn.&lt;br /&gt;caught the uninvited and went over to XWHK cafe to have our lunch-dinner.&lt;br /&gt;it was super filling.&lt;br /&gt;we walked....... -not-so-aimlessly- today! went over to esplanade&lt;br /&gt;( spelled like this?  NOT! hahhaha) the view was superly nice!&lt;br /&gt;sucha pity that i've to reach home by 2030hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly accompanied me and have just left.&lt;br /&gt;pictures up... tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;gym?(NOT!) with clique tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled silly-ly to myself when i'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;I frown silently when its time for me to go home.&lt;br /&gt;I thanked myself deep down, to have the courage to send a farewell text that time.&lt;br /&gt;if not things wouldnt have started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more months and we'll go visit many places! 5 more months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terence ngiam theng wee, my source of living &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3032982851825917437?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3032982851825917437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3032982851825917437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3032982851825917437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3032982851825917437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/f-to-i-to-n-to-a-to-l-to-l-to-y-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-7207968040494465080</id><published>2009-05-14T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:31:48.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more day</title><content type='html'>i woke up at two, continued my revision for physics...&lt;br /&gt;i had 10 more chapters to go. isnt it expected? to cramp 10 chapters early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;when most people are still sleeping away, i wasnt able to understand every single thing that&lt;br /&gt;i see on my book.To keep myself awake i had this, golden beetle. kept in a bottle, floating on the&lt;br /&gt;surface of the water, swimming breast stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;occasionally, i would do stupid stuff. ( i think bio is making me so sick) i stared at the beetle, asked myself, would it still be able to swim without its leg? next thing i know, i went over to the kitchen, grab a scissors and snap part of its leg&lt;br /&gt;(first time doing sucha sicko thing) it was still able to swim! i went back to my notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;several minutes later, i would feel sleepy,&lt;br /&gt;back to the beetle, i would take a long look at it, and decided to disable it more, by cutting its legs again. it was still able to swim and float! but it was struggling, i thought to myself,&lt;br /&gt;since beetles have wings, dont they know how to adapt to different situation by flying out of the bottle? though it's already disabled, it can still fly! in the end, i released the poor thing, and went back to my notes, at 6am, its dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm feeling so remourseful about it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day out with silly tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm celebrating after the many days of studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-7207968040494465080?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7207968040494465080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=7207968040494465080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7207968040494465080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7207968040494465080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-more-day.html' title='one more day'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-6066737636228332215</id><published>2009-05-13T13:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:09:44.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my energy level is decreasing as each examination day passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days and its over. for the past few days, i've been telling myself to persevere.&lt;br /&gt;isnt it smart of me to cramp evey single thing together.&lt;br /&gt;like bio? yesterday was bio paper. on monday, i woke up at 7.30.&lt;br /&gt;and started studying all the way until it was shower time.i took a quick one and&lt;br /&gt;went back to my notes. imagine craping all 15 chapters in a day. it was so straining on my brains at that point of time, i was wondering, would someone sarcrifices&lt;br /&gt;his/her bathing time just to study? i think if i were to continue this, ( direct translation : last minutes hug buddha's leg)  i think i'll resort to not showeing during o lvls period.&lt;br /&gt;you think its funney huh? i'm serious....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad time management.&lt;br /&gt;again, upon reaching home yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;i dug out all my amaths notes, sat on the chair and started doing my amaths.&lt;br /&gt;at 7, i was still at revision question 2. there was 17 revision question. at 9pm, i was at revision question 5. there was still 12 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 10 woke up at 2am. hugged my boster and did my amaths until 8am.&lt;br /&gt;took a shower and off to school. upon reaching, i took out my amaths tb consulted sharol on some questions. i prayed for the wisdom and the ability to stay awake throughout the paper.&lt;br /&gt;and i did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaths/Emaths/Eng and Bio paper are the subjects that are making me feel so nervous.&lt;br /&gt;its not that my other subjects are very good.its just that these subjects are the only subjects&lt;br /&gt;that i'm pretty much confirm that i'll include them in my L1R4/5.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not afraid to fail. i'm afraid i cant get an A. okay this sounds so nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;physics paper tommorow is seriously a goner. i've already choose to give up even before studying.i've to rush 20 chapters in less than a day. i call this smart. really smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel as though i'm ill treating myself to cover up for the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-6066737636228332215?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6066737636228332215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=6066737636228332215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6066737636228332215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6066737636228332215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-energy-level-is-decreasing-as-each.html' title=''/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-6831357589327118284</id><published>2009-05-10T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:29:18.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay, i miss fellow SPLs. i miss the malaysia trip about 2 years back. D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SgbVkXUWhLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/V1dnY2-Oo5Q/s1600-h/Us+again+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334185629378315442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SgbVkXUWhLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/V1dnY2-Oo5Q/s400/Us+again+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007/nov&lt;br /&gt;we had so much fun ! i remember sleeping so soundly in the train.&lt;br /&gt;next morning when we arrived, all three of us were feeling so so&lt;br /&gt;excited! and throughout the whole trip to malaysia, we were making fun&lt;br /&gt;and critisizing someone HAHAHAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior peer leaders just rocks so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and okay, i can still see the pack of tummy fats on me that time see see see...&lt;br /&gt;below the miss giggle. HAHHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, gladys has decided not to go over to library tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;to cut cost. recession lahhhh hahahah! and and.... study at home.&lt;br /&gt;but if ever my aunty comes over, speaks some nonsensical things to me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just going to ignore her, get changed and out of the house to get away from her.&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-6831357589327118284?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6831357589327118284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=6831357589327118284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6831357589327118284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6831357589327118284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-i-miss-fellow-spls-i-miss-malaysia.html' title='okay, i miss fellow SPLs. i miss the malaysia trip about 2 years back. D:'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SgbVkXUWhLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/V1dnY2-Oo5Q/s72-c/Us+again+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-6201601962399104949</id><published>2009-05-09T21:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:17:00.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 more mentally suffering days.</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went over to &lt;s&gt;changi airport&lt;/s&gt; bedok library as i was really lazy to train&lt;br /&gt;all the way to changi airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached superly early, and everyone was waiting outside the library.&lt;br /&gt;as soon as the door open, everyone ( mostly the elderly) rushed into the library to the second level. i was laughing so loudly deep down. HAHAHAHHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 chapters of biology done. plus a little of Amaths.&lt;br /&gt;gary came. and soon i went off and met dearest! though i didnt say much.&lt;br /&gt;but i was feeling really really relieved/happy/excited/super over the moon/overjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i woke up early, prepared and went over to meet sharol,&lt;br /&gt;off to brenda's house and and she was still in her PJs HAHAHAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate.... or maybe it was only me? i ate smashed tomato plus sugar&lt;br /&gt;(i told dearest about this special "dish yesterday! are you feeling disgusted now) HAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;ate thousand island with lettuce. and and. spagetti for lunch! studied a little of physics.&lt;br /&gt;and off to Tampines. we shopped for quite a while before deciding on what we're getting for mummies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've quite a number of....... outdated pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02898.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02919.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02900.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02903.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02910.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02911.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02923.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02924.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNGLAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02927.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel a little groggy now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outdated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02506.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02571.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02887.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02888.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02785.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02829-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/DSC02829-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gym after exams? sae yeoh? dearest? (NOT!)&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAHHAHHA&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02829.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-6201601962399104949?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6201601962399104949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=6201601962399104949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6201601962399104949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6201601962399104949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/7-more-mentally-suffering-days.html' title='7 more mentally suffering days.'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-7346177773291215102</id><published>2009-05-02T19:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T20:03:06.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time spent wisely :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfwwVvAKL0I/AAAAAAAAAGc/-pVfTGIHh3o/s1600-h/DSC02799.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a last min decision last night to hit the gym with sae yeoh today.&lt;br /&gt;woke up, showered and left home, when i reached tampines scc, i was wondering...&lt;br /&gt;why are so many kids coming for swimming class in their PJs? ( pajamas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ya! talking about PJs, i love my PJs!&lt;br /&gt;all my PJs are in pink and and! they're barbie doll!&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha! who says big girls cant wear barbie doll's PJs?&lt;br /&gt;i did hahah! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work out for 2 hours, i was pretty upset because i gained 1 kg D:&lt;br /&gt;i think its due to exams stress and i kept eating and eating non stop.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, actually, i think its okay to be 47 kg . i'll resume everything after exams.&lt;br /&gt;this time i have to cut 3 kgs D: gogogo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a shower and off to bedok library,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was telling sae yeoh in a sad and depressing tone that i've not seen dearest&lt;br /&gt;for 1 week including today . . . i told my mean sissy that i've not seen him for quite a few days too....&lt;br /&gt;but today...&lt;br /&gt;pig came ! and piglet was feeling super hungry after studying for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;ate and off to T3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were walking aimlessly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aimlessly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aimlessly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aimlessly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until cushy had a place in mind. the exit . . .&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfwwVAC_CsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S8bVckiMdg0/s1600-h/DSC02797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331189196247730882" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfwwVAC_CsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S8bVckiMdg0/s320/DSC02797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfwwVtKiSLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/pv27WBlxZMQ/s1600-h/DSC02800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331189208358996146" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfwwVtKiSLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/pv27WBlxZMQ/s320/DSC02800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;lastly,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ♥ my ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfwwVV_GY6I/AAAAAAAAAGM/PB1FKAFs8uY/s1600-h/DSC02798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331189202137015202" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfwwVV_GY6I/AAAAAAAAAGM/PB1FKAFs8uY/s320/DSC02798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;the time seems to pass so fast when i'm with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's just 5 more months (: and i'll be..... as free as a piglet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHAHHAH!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imy,ily&amp;amp;iny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-7346177773291215102?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7346177773291215102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=7346177773291215102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7346177773291215102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7346177773291215102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-spent-wisely-d.html' title='time spent wisely :D'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfwwVAC_CsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S8bVckiMdg0/s72-c/DSC02797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3111632221028180734</id><published>2009-05-01T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:54:17.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd post of the day</title><content type='html'>i refered back to my oct 2008 post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after STC.&lt;br /&gt;"group 4's CI incharge werent mean" &lt;br /&gt;hahah! and guess who was my CI then??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cushy cushy, i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3111632221028180734?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3111632221028180734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3111632221028180734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3111632221028180734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3111632221028180734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/2nd-post-of-day.html' title='2nd post of the day'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-7123738487695701862</id><published>2009-05-01T13:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:16:53.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My future</title><content type='html'>after 16 years,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i studied hard, be a _______ ( you know what). and got married to my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought a flat/condominium.&lt;br /&gt;(it doesnt neccessarily have to be a landed property. )&lt;br /&gt;our bedroom are nice and cosy, so is our shower room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/future/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1615537549_38da072c7e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/future/1615537549_38da072c7e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on some nights, my love and i would sit in at home,with snacks on the coffee table.&lt;br /&gt;starbucks ( my favourite drink), mudpie, ruffles.... and somemore snacks&lt;br /&gt;while watch some romance or some horror movies. occasionally cuddling one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when morning arrives,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look forward to preparing a nice and filling breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;maybe cheesy eggs? toast? coffee or milk ? pasta? etc.. we would have our first meal of the day together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the day progresses, we'll both be busy with our work,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when night falls, we would both be looking forward to dinner at a romantic restaurant,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i'll be looking forward to his cooking. ( since i've already done my part for the first meal of the day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on special occasions, we could make a trip down to our first meeting place,&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps a beach, bring along some of our photo albums ( of us of course) ,settle down under the bright shimmering sun, and spend our time reminiscing the past sweet memories we have had together, since &lt;i&gt;the first date, to the very recent one.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;as years goes by, we'll grow old and wrinkled together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after retirement, we would spend the next few months packing all our belonging,&lt;br /&gt;handling all the necessary things, handing over our house back to the government,&lt;br /&gt;buy a pair of tickets and fly over to new zealand, and settle down in a cottage at a countryside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cottage" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="cottage Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj183/TooterTurtle/cottage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of us would spent the remaining years experiencing the four seasons together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as time goes by, there'd be a night when we'll sit down, have our own made candle lit dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i'll pluck up my courage and say this to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweetheart, dont leave before me,&lt;br /&gt;cos..&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to live life without you. even if its only for a second.... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-7123738487695701862?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7123738487695701862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=7123738487695701862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7123738487695701862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7123738487695701862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-future.html' title='My future'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/future/th_1615537549_38da072c7e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-8288799659305741952</id><published>2009-04-25T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:18:26.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>been going crazy from the moment i met you.</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;i messed up the kitchen this morning before leaving for bedok reservoir.&lt;br /&gt;my mummy and aunty were nagging at me for, who knows what reasons.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been trying to borrow a syringe from bio lab since monday.&lt;br /&gt;teachers most probably thought that i've had the idea of injecting air bubbles to commit&lt;br /&gt;suicide. and they didnt lend it to me.&lt;br /&gt;ohhh. not till mrs lee lent it to me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was dearest's DBcompetition.&lt;br /&gt;i walk over to BReservoir, and although i was wearing sleeveless.&lt;br /&gt;i was perspiring like mad.&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching at 12, i felt really really lost.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHH! until i saw jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked about how disastrous our past were,&lt;br /&gt;but as i look over to cushy cushy, i felt fortunate, a sense of relieve and&lt;br /&gt;a feeling of overwhelming happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{random}&lt;br /&gt;i think a better way of commiting suicide is through electricution,&lt;br /&gt;you dont need to jump down the builing, burnt yourself, or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;save ppl the trouble of clearing up your body. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to study like some @&amp;amp;^#&amp;amp;^#$ tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so so so looking forward to exams. 2 weeks! 15 may09!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{repeat}&lt;br /&gt;we talked about how disastrous our past were,&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;B&gt;&lt;i&gt;as i look over to cushy cushy, i felt fortunate, a sense of relieve and&lt;br /&gt;a feeling of overwhelming happiness.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;260409 {tomorrow}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sweet 1st month, love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself.... everything is going on fine, and will continue like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-8288799659305741952?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/8288799659305741952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=8288799659305741952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8288799659305741952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8288799659305741952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/been-going-crazy-from-moment-i-met-you.html' title='been going crazy from the moment i met you.'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-1664663585148330779</id><published>2009-04-24T22:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:54:49.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed up D:</title><content type='html'>good evening readers!&lt;br /&gt;panda eyes are giving me headaches D:&lt;br /&gt;i flunk my emaths and geog test.D:&lt;br /&gt;what made me feel even more sad was,&lt;br /&gt;2.4 km : A&lt;br /&gt;Sit up: A&lt;br /&gt;Incline pull up: A&lt;br /&gt;Sit and Reach : C&lt;br /&gt;Standing Broad Jump: D&lt;br /&gt;and there goes my gold. D:&lt;br /&gt;it goes the same for raudhah.&lt;br /&gt;we had exactly the same man.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after napfa, raudhah and i went over to tamp (:&lt;br /&gt;after which we went over to tampM's NTUC. to buy some essential stuff.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;she was teaching me how to choose cucumber, tomatoes. and it was really hilarious when wewere choosing the cucumber.&lt;br /&gt;sick people tend to come together to do sick stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent more than an hour over there.&lt;br /&gt;it was freaking loonnnngggggg......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i reached home, at 7.30. i did many many many stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;tonight, i shall repay my sleep debts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unglamourous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHRFxoHBvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/URbRvnIQtos/s1600-h/DSC02633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328269731307128562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHRFxoHBvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/URbRvnIQtos/s320/DSC02633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328269731051714018" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHRFwrNteI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dqw4CIBkSr4/s320/DSC02632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHRFm_OC2I/AAAAAAAAAFs/z4xzgYaw05w/s1600-h/DSC02630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328269728451267426" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHRFm_OC2I/AAAAAAAAAFs/z4xzgYaw05w/s320/DSC02630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHRFsIGlPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Kmjza4b8FbY/s1600-h/DSC02628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328269729830704370" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHRFsIGlPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Kmjza4b8FbY/s320/DSC02628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHQs4bFsyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/PD168kK9vNU/s1600-h/DSC02625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328269303634834210" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHQs4bFsyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/PD168kK9vNU/s320/DSC02625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHQstycRUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Esm63rgD45g/s1600-h/DSC02624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328269300779992386" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHQstycRUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Esm63rgD45g/s320/DSC02624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHQsqVBHkI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WUM9ODgzYoI/s1600-h/DSC02621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328269299851271746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHQsqVBHkI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WUM9ODgzYoI/s320/DSC02621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHQsbJ5ogI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2dhRPhfSyGA/s1600-h/DSC02620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328269295778112002" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHQsbJ5ogI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2dhRPhfSyGA/s320/DSC02620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHQsczACWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PQHI8qDEYII/s1600-h/DSC02616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328269296218933602" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHQsczACWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PQHI8qDEYII/s320/DSC02616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHRFXbSrTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nhciWG7vgDs/s1600-h/DSC02627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328269724274044210" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHRFXbSrTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nhciWG7vgDs/s320/DSC02627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good luck to cushy cushy for tomorrow. you can can can can do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; i'm feeling so so so afraid now :'(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-1664663585148330779?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1664663585148330779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=1664663585148330779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1664663585148330779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1664663585148330779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/screwed-up-d.html' title='screwed up D:'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SfHRFxoHBvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/URbRvnIQtos/s72-c/DSC02633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-1080889653155363486</id><published>2009-04-20T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:16:27.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>i thought i was dead today,&lt;br /&gt;i went to school and realised that physics test is today, not tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;thanks goodness teacher postpone it, to tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio spa skill 3 and physics test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just came back home after tuition . met cushy cushy .&lt;br /&gt;it was really sweet of him, ( you know i know (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ppl are wondering,&lt;br /&gt;" i thought you say you dont want to go into any relationships anymore?"&lt;br /&gt;no one else had changed my perception of relationships and the word love after my previous.&lt;br /&gt;until cushy cushy did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest, just 6 more months.&lt;br /&gt;and and, i want to spend my time with you staring at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;like what we did just now (:&lt;br /&gt;lets look forward to weekends! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMY,ILY,INY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-1080889653155363486?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1080889653155363486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=1080889653155363486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1080889653155363486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1080889653155363486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday_20.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-4640318493592143118</id><published>2009-04-18T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:33:19.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it was a little too sweet for me to be able to take it. ILY</title><content type='html'>i bought a cleansing pad from daiso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instructions:&lt;br /&gt;you please &lt;u&gt;paint&lt;/u&gt; the face &lt;u&gt;entire surface&lt;/u&gt; with facial cleansing cream.&lt;br /&gt;you wipe &lt;u&gt;a&lt;/u&gt; face with this lightly. And you &lt;u&gt;wash away a face and drop dirt&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHHAHH!&lt;br /&gt;gladys is still laughing like some mad cow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try using this kind of english grammer for o level.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edicted @ 2351&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'll never to take laxative. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@GIANT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:jie dont want la, if i can go without sweets for 1 month i dont believe i cant do it for 2 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mins later...&lt;br /&gt;sissy:you want chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;me: you forget ar&lt;br /&gt;sissy:oh sorry i forget.&lt;br /&gt;mins later...&lt;br /&gt;sissy:meimei, you want lollipop&lt;br /&gt;me: *shows that face* see la purposely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk . mean sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sissy and mummy were gang-ing up against me while&lt;br /&gt;i was talking with dearest on msn/ phone.&lt;br /&gt;poor me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-4640318493592143118?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4640318493592143118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=4640318493592143118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4640318493592143118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4640318493592143118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-was-little-too-sweet-for-me-to-be.html' title='it was a little too sweet for me to be able to take it. ILY'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-5429549471196042739</id><published>2009-04-18T00:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T01:18:44.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its saturday!</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached home 1 hour ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio test was managable :D&lt;br /&gt;i was hoping for the test to be over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to tam stadium with usual gym clique.&lt;br /&gt;i ran 2.4km. and i nearly died. D:&lt;br /&gt;went over to gym, showered after that,&lt;br /&gt;and off to PS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt pathetic, i've never made my way to PS alone before,&lt;br /&gt;i was on the verge of asking for directions.S-L-O-W&lt;br /&gt;tuition at parkway and i met sweetheart after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest, i'm trying very hard not to say "i dont know~" so often&lt;br /&gt;:D ILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching my estate, my heart got heavier with each step i took.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does this shows how much i dont want to part with you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-5429549471196042739?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5429549471196042739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=5429549471196042739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5429549471196042739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5429549471196042739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-saturday.html' title='its saturday!'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-2719866077027456528</id><published>2009-04-16T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:37:24.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;sup!&lt;br /&gt;its friday tomorrow! its no longer (sense my sadness?)&lt;br /&gt;its happiness instead!&lt;br /&gt;i've been really looking forward to friday for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things i just want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i woke up at 6.45 today! i was late!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my chinese oral is really really so so screwed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was having some conversations between my classmates when waiting for my turn, i was super super not scared, we were laughing about the table of glory's theme song, and gladys realised that she've lost contact with mediacorp for a long time, she catch no balls. good sign! it proves that she's studying! HAHAHAHHAH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i've so much to study for bio so i'm skipping today's tuition and am going all the way to parkway for make up lessons tomorrow night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gym , plazaSING and tuition tomorrow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;i want to go to daiso, and and, i need to buy alot of stuff!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;today is the third week! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i've started reading twilight i know i'm SLOW. ( someone might be laughing now)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;i think edward is so so so cool! and not only that he's super dashing in the&lt;br /&gt;twilight ! * no no, i'm not melting* hhahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we were learning this thing abt ecosystem,&lt;br /&gt;man fung: ..... eat shit .... ( i didnt hear the first part)&lt;br /&gt;gladys: ya lor cher, since shit is undigested waste ( known as undigested food)&lt;br /&gt;then, we can eat feces what, so can digest the undigested food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt real stupid after saying that in front of 38 pupils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;climbing up and then down the staricase isnt tiring at all,&lt;br /&gt;cause you're there. if only it was 101 stories high&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-2719866077027456528?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/2719866077027456528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=2719866077027456528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/2719866077027456528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/2719866077027456528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/sup-its-friday-tomorrow-its-no-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-1809128525682367609</id><published>2009-04-13T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:59:37.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blue ):</title><content type='html'>tata!&lt;br /&gt;good afternoon reader!&lt;br /&gt;its monday (*sense my sadness?)&lt;br /&gt;you know? at this period of the year, most graduating pupils&lt;br /&gt;may be hoping that time wouldnt go so fast.&lt;br /&gt;but for me, i really really do hope time can roll fast,&lt;br /&gt;just like how i spent my one hour walking back from tamp with dearest ( but this isnt&lt;br /&gt;what i want )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that after this 7 torturing months, i'll be back to the normal,&lt;br /&gt;no-moodswing girl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, what cheered me up was being able to stay&lt;br /&gt;really awake during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry test was managable, i shall look forward to my results&lt;br /&gt;i'm hopinh to attain at least an A2.&lt;br /&gt;( but its likely impossible, like i've said i've been&lt;br /&gt;failing it since last yr and only manage to get a B4 for the last test)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was really really considering whether or not&lt;br /&gt;to give up on chinese and take chinese basic D:&lt;br /&gt;i see no hope anymore.i mean like its better to have a pass grade on the cert&lt;br /&gt;rather than a D7, or even worst an E8.&lt;br /&gt;but the sad thing is. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher have already registered us for O level.&lt;br /&gt;i was crying deep down, i felt so hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering if the mother tongue intensive could help me&lt;br /&gt;in any way. thinking about it tears me apart. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i think i know part of the reason that made me&lt;br /&gt;felt down last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the absence of you.&lt;br /&gt;i've known it all along, but i wasnt too sure.&lt;br /&gt;however, when i realised it was already monday today,&lt;br /&gt;i was really really sure then, that not having seen you for&lt;br /&gt;5 days? is part of the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people, my friends or maybe even you may think,&lt;br /&gt;its only 5 days.But i believe they'll understand after listening to my&lt;br /&gt;short and simple explaination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest, you never fail to cheer me up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember the how you cheered me up&lt;br /&gt;when i first felt down, i did exactly what you told me to.&lt;br /&gt;take a paper, scribble and throw it into the bin-ny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you called me and just hearing you talk&lt;br /&gt;cheered me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was even more thoughtful of you to have sent me&lt;br /&gt;a MMS, " a good luck picture".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no words can discribe this feeling i'm carrying for you.&lt;br /&gt;you definitely mean alot alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;others may think that these are just words.&lt;br /&gt;but to me, they're more than that,&lt;br /&gt;cause i've gone though something that has made me learn,&lt;br /&gt;never to love, never to trust, and never to put my heart and soul into&lt;br /&gt;anymore relationship.&lt;br /&gt;But things changed after i got to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fountain wish was to come back, to the same venue, on the same date&lt;br /&gt;next year, the following year, next following year, and so on...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-1809128525682367609?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1809128525682367609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=1809128525682367609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1809128525682367609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1809128525682367609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-blue.html' title='monday blue ):'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3370960965075437679</id><published>2009-04-12T12:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T15:51:04.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mug mug mug</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;good afternoon readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be off after this entry. ( to study)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: chemistry + chinese news paper article test&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Social Studies test + chinese oral (Goner!)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Emaths test&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Bio test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how i'll die.&lt;br /&gt;i've to complete my revision for chem test,chinese test and social studies test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeF2LzItyEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/z0oPIawRO7E/s1600-h/DSC02468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323666179606038594" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeF2LzItyEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/z0oPIawRO7E/s320/DSC02468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to my tutor ( from a fortune teller),&lt;br /&gt;he said ( for girls is right hand, guys, left hand),&lt;br /&gt;the most obvious lines between the black marked&lt;br /&gt;is the number of serious relationship you have or will be having in you&lt;br /&gt;entire life. i tested it out on mummy, and she's only one and and, its true!&lt;br /&gt;its daddy! i've had one already, and see the two red arrows?&lt;br /&gt;its two! i hope its true.&lt;br /&gt;do you believe? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pigpigpigpigpigpig ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edicted./ @1548&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: wahhh my finger very pain ):&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: you cut already a not?&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: *nods head* cut already, you see?&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: cut already will okay lah after a few year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whattttt??!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay he corrected his mistakes, its after a few days.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha! if it's after a few years,&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll probably bang my head against my television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss CP is going to isolate herself D:&lt;br /&gt;dearest answer for question 26. ohhhhhhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3370960965075437679?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3370960965075437679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3370960965075437679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3370960965075437679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3370960965075437679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/mug-mug-mug.html' title='mug mug mug'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeF2LzItyEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/z0oPIawRO7E/s72-c/DSC02468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-5919752545655695309</id><published>2009-04-11T19:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:26:29.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not lonely anymore! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeC2k-c8BcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bRjY_19bk1Y/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323455505907844546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeC2k-c8BcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bRjY_19bk1Y/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeCHT6Vv4AI/AAAAAAAAADs/fQcHzVOaSP4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so so so so stupid just now.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, dearest did sth and it made me looks as though i&lt;br /&gt;type it myself.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt lor. tsk tsk hahahha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-5919752545655695309?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5919752545655695309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=5919752545655695309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5919752545655695309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5919752545655695309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-lonely-anymore-d.html' title='not lonely anymore! :D'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeC2k-c8BcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bRjY_19bk1Y/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-6059346464380727747</id><published>2009-04-11T16:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:47:58.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gladys is feeling extremly lonellllyyyy</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;i'm beginning to love deleting older entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeBcyc0k9cI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OqiI_ZfFdEw/s1600-h/DSC02437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323356781351859650" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeBcyc0k9cI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OqiI_ZfFdEw/s320/DSC02437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeBcyRDfTLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/W2UqY4jQ7LE/s1600-h/DSC02417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323356778193177778" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeBcyRDfTLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/W2UqY4jQ7LE/s320/DSC02417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeBcytavelI/AAAAAAAAADM/-ajS8WjD7AA/s1600-h/DSC02463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323356785806899794" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeBcytavelI/AAAAAAAAADM/-ajS8WjD7AA/s320/DSC02463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeBcyoWZbPI/AAAAAAAAADE/Qd_09fwgwzc/s1600-h/DSC02459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323356784446500082" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeBcyoWZbPI/AAAAAAAAADE/Qd_09fwgwzc/s320/DSC02459.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeBdAupYsyI/AAAAAAAAADU/DlWNFimCgh4/s1600-h/DSC02464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323357026654925602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeBdAupYsyI/AAAAAAAAADU/DlWNFimCgh4/s320/DSC02464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeBdAwCUyXI/AAAAAAAAADc/GOREs7eqooc/s1600-h/DSC02465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323357027027962226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeBdAwCUyXI/AAAAAAAAADc/GOREs7eqooc/s320/DSC02465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my " self proclaimed" smart pig&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edicted./ @1800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged you&lt;br /&gt;jolene&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is&lt;br /&gt;Darlings&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of him/her&lt;br /&gt;noisy, cheerful, skinny, stong and irritaing ( first impression)&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you&lt;br /&gt;she did many,such as comforting me during my darkest period (of relationship)&lt;br /&gt;she taught me how to be strong. :)&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she had said to you&lt;br /&gt;"darling~"&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover you will&lt;br /&gt;ask her to keep quiet whenever she talks alot AHHAHHAH!&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be&lt;br /&gt;i cant think of any. :)&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will&lt;br /&gt;most probably deprive her from playing basketball and listening to jay chou's music&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be&lt;br /&gt;i dont know leh haha!&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now&lt;br /&gt;to help her in anyway i can. cheer her up.&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is&lt;br /&gt;an extremly good darling!&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;troublesome,nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are&lt;br /&gt;optimistic at certain point of time.&lt;br /&gt;14.On the contrary, the characters that you hate about yourself&lt;br /&gt;sensitive, and developing feelings for the other party too fast.&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is&lt;br /&gt;?? idontunderstand&lt;br /&gt;16. For people who care and love you, say something to them&lt;br /&gt;i care about you too! but no i only like you. ahhah!&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this test to 10 persons who you wished to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;1. Dearest&lt;br /&gt;2. Patricia&lt;br /&gt;3. wilson&lt;br /&gt;4. han ming&lt;br /&gt;5. yi enn&lt;br /&gt;6. sock min&lt;br /&gt;7. sharol&lt;br /&gt;8. stephanie&lt;br /&gt;9. sherman&lt;br /&gt;10. raudhah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no. 6?&lt;br /&gt;my bf.&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no. 9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;Female.&lt;br /&gt;20. If no. 7 and no.10 are together, is that a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;nonsense!&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no. 2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;core geog&lt;br /&gt;22. When is the last time you had a chat with no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;talk = 14march&lt;br /&gt;msn = today&lt;br /&gt;23.What kind of music band does no. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;her own damai band. HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;24. Does no. 1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;errrr, me? wooing a guy? hell no.&lt;br /&gt;26. How about no. 7?&lt;br /&gt;i did thought of it hahha!&lt;br /&gt;27. Is no. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;yes? i think&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;Goh&lt;br /&gt;29. What is the hobby of no. 10?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not too sure (opps)&lt;br /&gt;30. Does no. 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;they dont know each other, but yes, they probably will hahah&lt;br /&gt;31. Where is no. 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;Damai secondary.&lt;br /&gt;32. Talk something casually about no. 1.&lt;br /&gt;NONSENSICAL!!!!!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;33 Have you tried developing feelings for no. 6?&lt;br /&gt;No hahha!&lt;br /&gt;34. Where does no. 9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;Tamp&lt;br /&gt;35. What colours do no.4 like?&lt;br /&gt;issit pink?&lt;br /&gt;36. Are no. 5 and 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;37. Is no. 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;ohh, definitely! (she'll laugh her ass off if she sees this hahahha)&lt;br /&gt;38. What is no. 6 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not too sure. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-6059346464380727747?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6059346464380727747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=6059346464380727747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6059346464380727747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6059346464380727747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/gladys-is-geeling-extremly-lonellllyyyy.html' title='gladys is feeling extremly lonellllyyyy'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SeBcyc0k9cI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OqiI_ZfFdEw/s72-c/DSC02437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-8341261563992330010</id><published>2009-04-10T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:11:41.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26march2009 :D</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my finger is killing me soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been staring at my finger, wondering how can i cure the&lt;br /&gt;pain.my eyes are starting to get blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i didnt cut my nails properly on tuesday night,&lt;br /&gt;and it resulted in ingrown nails ( on my index finger).&lt;br /&gt;it is super painful, i have problems even when i'm typing the&lt;br /&gt;keyboard. see how a small pressure can cause so much pain? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;readers, cut your nails properly. D:&lt;br /&gt;i'm in so so so much pain now.&lt;br /&gt;i need a certified first aider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steraed ssim i....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat there in English class,&lt;br /&gt;I stared at the girl next to me.&lt;br /&gt;She was my so-called 'best friend'.&lt;br /&gt;I stared at her long, silky hair.&lt;br /&gt;I wished she were mine, but she didn't notice me like that.&lt;br /&gt;And I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class she walked up to me and&lt;br /&gt;asked me for the notes she had missed the day before,&lt;br /&gt;and I handed them to her.She said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tell her. I wanted her to know that I don't want to be just friends. &lt;br /&gt;I love her, but I'm just too shy.&lt;br /&gt;And Idon't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th Grade...&lt;br /&gt;The phone rang. It was her on the other end.&lt;br /&gt;She was in tears, mumblingo n and on about how her love had broke her heart.&lt;br /&gt;She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did.&lt;br /&gt;As I sat next to her on the sofa,I stared at her soft eyes,wishing she was mine.&lt;br /&gt;After 2 hours, a Drew Barrymore movie,and three bags of chips,&lt;br /&gt;she decided to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me,said 'thanks,' and gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell her. I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends.&lt;br /&gt;I love her,but I'm just too shy.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th Grade...&lt;br /&gt;The day before prom she walked to ,my locker.&lt;br /&gt;'My date is sick,' she said. He's not going to go.&lt;br /&gt;Well,I didn't have a date and in 7th grade&lt;br /&gt;we made a promise that if neither of us had dates&lt;br /&gt;we would go together just as 'best friends,' so we did.&lt;br /&gt;Prom night, after everything was over,I was standing at her front doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;I stared at her. She smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I want her to be mine, but she doesn't think of me like that,and I know it.&lt;br /&gt;Then she said, 'I had the best time,thanks!' and gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell her.I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends.&lt;br /&gt;I love her,but I'm just too shy. And I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Day...&lt;br /&gt;A day passed. A week passed. A month passed. Before I could blink, it was graduation day.&lt;br /&gt;I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma.&lt;br /&gt;Iwanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that,&lt;br /&gt;and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat,&lt;br /&gt;and she cried as I hugged her.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she lifted her head from my shoulder and said,&lt;br /&gt;'You're my best friend,thanks!' and gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell her. I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends.&lt;br /&gt;I love her, but I'm just too shy. And I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Few Years Later...&lt;br /&gt;Now, I sit in the pews of the church. She is getting married,now.&lt;br /&gt;Iwatched her say, 'I do' and drive off to her new life, married to another man.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted her to be mine but she didn't see me like that,and I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;But before she drove away, she came to me and said, 'You came!'&lt;br /&gt;She said, 'thanks!'and kissed me on the cheek.I want to tell her.&lt;br /&gt;I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends.&lt;br /&gt;I love her, but I'm just too shy. And I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral...&lt;br /&gt;Years pass, and I looked down at the coffin of the girl who used to be my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;' At the service they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years.&lt;br /&gt;This is what it read:&lt;br /&gt;I stare at him wishing he were mine. But he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it.&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell him. I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends.&lt;br /&gt;I love him, but I'm just too shy,&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I wish he would tell me he loved me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish I did too...&lt;br /&gt;i thought to myself, and I cried.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this story taught me how to cherish..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-8341261563992330010?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/8341261563992330010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=8341261563992330010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8341261563992330010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8341261563992330010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/26march2009-d.html' title='26march2009 :D'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-2946193384517683710</id><published>2009-04-09T19:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:32:36.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GF tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hit the gym today with my clique (now i sounds like my pig)&lt;br /&gt;i had leg cramps so many times, i had stitches so many times too!&lt;br /&gt;i feel so so so week ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i lose 500grams and and, i'm definitely sure that i had gained it back&lt;br /&gt;in less than an hour after losing it.&lt;br /&gt;i ate fast food and i realised after not eating fast food for so long,&lt;br /&gt;i realise that i'll have indigestions.&lt;br /&gt;good gladys! no more fast food for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brenda and sherman were with me to celebrate my belated b'day (:&lt;br /&gt;we chat over lunch/dinner and talk about what happen yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;sherman says i have baby fats and my cheek. :(&lt;br /&gt;branda says i look as though i'm a bit malnutrition.&lt;br /&gt;hahhahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing!&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm damaging my skin.&lt;br /&gt;the water i use to shower is freaking hot.&lt;br /&gt;it feels as if its boiling.&lt;br /&gt;like 70-80 degrees. it makes my skin looks so red after a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;lunch&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3e9qhzzlI/AAAAAAAAABk/O33ezHWPdoo/s1600-h/DSC02276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322655485591277138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3e9qhzzlI/AAAAAAAAABk/O33ezHWPdoo/s320/DSC02276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3e-Kl_U2I/AAAAAAAAABs/8hmwYjGtIas/s1600-h/DSC02279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322655494198743906" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3e-Kl_U2I/AAAAAAAAABs/8hmwYjGtIas/s320/DSC02279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cute Cake&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i felt super pethetic, my father isnt home, my mean sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for TP's FOC/W ( i think) and she came home at 12am;9april.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3e-X6zl5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/VhP2n3sBOt8/s1600-h/DSC02282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322655497775716242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3e-X6zl5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/VhP2n3sBOt8/s320/DSC02282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3e-DWrAuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-GKEc5lLY6A/s1600-h/DSC02281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322655492255449826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3e-DWrAuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-GKEc5lLY6A/s320/DSC02281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3fz6lUXVI/AAAAAAAAACM/Idp1oPoYqCk/s1600-h/DSC02287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322656417613897042" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3fz6lUXVI/AAAAAAAAACM/Idp1oPoYqCk/s320/DSC02287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3e-vde3nI/AAAAAAAAACE/xWPt38lrQjI/s1600-h/DSC02286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322655504095174258" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3e-vde3nI/AAAAAAAAACE/xWPt38lrQjI/s320/DSC02286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3f0SX5SoI/AAAAAAAAACU/hauIZHLxsVI/s1600-h/DSC02288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322656424000047746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3f0SX5SoI/AAAAAAAAACU/hauIZHLxsVI/s320/DSC02288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3f0kcZVII/AAAAAAAAACc/iI3rNk6MdMI/s1600-h/DSC02293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322656428850762882" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3f0kcZVII/AAAAAAAAACc/iI3rNk6MdMI/s320/DSC02293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gym&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3f05SuhvI/AAAAAAAAACs/Od7-tXkX8iQ/s1600-h/DSC02298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322656434447353586" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3f05SuhvI/AAAAAAAAACs/Od7-tXkX8iQ/s320/DSC02298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i weight meself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3f0uJgDHI/AAAAAAAAACk/_QFBJBH_z_E/s1600-h/DSC02297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322656431455865970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3f0uJgDHI/AAAAAAAAACk/_QFBJBH_z_E/s320/DSC02297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laugh all you want! hahahahhah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been like 2 months? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i've not achieve my goals.(43/44kg)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've not blogged about the hot/cold pack i brought from artbox!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its super super cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm looking forward to this month's ____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah! i hope i'll be feeling super duper in pain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahhaahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ignore the above paragraph, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gladys is nuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-2946193384517683710?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/2946193384517683710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=2946193384517683710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/2946193384517683710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/2946193384517683710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/gf-tomorrow.html' title='GF tomorrow!'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/Sd3e9qhzzlI/AAAAAAAAABk/O33ezHWPdoo/s72-c/DSC02276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-7636667717497945984</id><published>2009-04-08T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:14:35.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08april1993</title><content type='html'>happy 16th birthday to me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classes started out wayyyyy tooooo boring for me.&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up my geog test early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;heh, but who cares hhaha! it's my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended school late due to the dialogue ( spelled like this?) session&lt;br /&gt;with Mr Liao. i was getting really really impatient, i looked up at&lt;br /&gt;the clock and realised it was already 2.50!&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose to meet dearest at that time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, after the session ended,&lt;br /&gt;clique and i rushed over to tamp (:&lt;br /&gt;i was totally blushing when BFs told me&lt;br /&gt;to open up the presents they brought for me. :/&lt;br /&gt;hahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go walk walk! and sharol had unintentionally made me&lt;br /&gt;feel so so so shy ): hahhahah!&lt;br /&gt;walked home from tamp with dearest.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt stop smiling and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for those who had wished me&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, my clique&lt;br /&gt;( Brenda, sharol, sherman, sock min, stephanie, patricia ) and DEAREST!&lt;br /&gt;though 3 of them were not there with me, however it felt as though they were&lt;br /&gt;there! (: thanks for the effort for trying to cheat my feelings by saying you were&lt;br /&gt;all not free huh? hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one year from now, two years from now,&lt;br /&gt;three years from now, so on and so forth...&lt;br /&gt;i'll still see us staying strong together.&lt;br /&gt;INY terence ngiam&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-7636667717497945984?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7636667717497945984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=7636667717497945984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7636667717497945984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7636667717497945984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/08april1993.html' title='08april1993'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-4097874357604980901</id><published>2009-04-07T13:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:03:42.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm dying</title><content type='html'>i'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still stucked on pg 3 of geo set 1 notes.&lt;br /&gt;fyi, i have 4 sets. get a broom stick and poke it through my head man.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdrjXlUdWFI/AAAAAAAAABM/bL0ZBL3g47A/s1600-h/DSC02212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321815903986079826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdrjXlUdWFI/AAAAAAAAABM/bL0ZBL3g47A/s320/DSC02212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdrjXoVKXQI/AAAAAAAAABE/G9wpIYvb6ZU/s1600-h/DSC02211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321815904794336514" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdrjXoVKXQI/AAAAAAAAABE/G9wpIYvb6ZU/s320/DSC02211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdrjXHAirKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/yv7s_Qd_XAE/s1600-h/DSC02190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321815895849479330" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdrjXHAirKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/yv7s_Qd_XAE/s320/DSC02190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdrjYH_QtNI/AAAAAAAAABc/SDBhAudkU7A/s1600-h/DSC02230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321815913292412114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdrjYH_QtNI/AAAAAAAAABc/SDBhAudkU7A/s320/DSC02230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was playing with this this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has been sleeping for about 5 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's dusty and barbie's hair is in a mess mess mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm giving it away to the bin. bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdrjX1-OToI/AAAAAAAAABU/LGLETKDtZ5w/s1600-h/DSC02218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321815908456222338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdrjX1-OToI/AAAAAAAAABU/LGLETKDtZ5w/s320/DSC02218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to watch the car's window when it rains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the droplets resembles shooting stars (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;edicted./ @14.30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st set done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i remember seeing dearest eating two apples &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i was chatting on msn with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it looked so delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took a green apple just now, abt 10 mins ago, took the first bite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear i'll never eat green apples again, i'm still munching on it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dearest, why did it looked so delicious?? was it a red apple?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;edicted./ @21:02&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sup! Emaths tuition just ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll see me feeling depress soon i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shtill have geog to study! crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-4097874357604980901?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4097874357604980901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=4097874357604980901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4097874357604980901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4097874357604980901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-dying.html' title='i&apos;m dying'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdrjXlUdWFI/AAAAAAAAABM/bL0ZBL3g47A/s72-c/DSC02212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-3837782778806014404</id><published>2009-04-06T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:27:11.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>look at my title.&lt;br /&gt;dont you students feel depressed just by looking my title?&lt;br /&gt;seeing it makes me feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;its okay, 2 more hours till tuesday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons as per normal today.&lt;br /&gt;however i still feel the same, lessons were totally boring.&lt;br /&gt;7 more months. its just 7.&lt;br /&gt;i remember about a year ago, i posted saying its 2 more years.&lt;br /&gt;now it's already 7 more months!&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure these 7 months will pass very very fast. vooooomm!&lt;br /&gt;faster pass. hahhahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's still early, and i'm gonna start on&lt;br /&gt;geog revision for the test this wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;my eyelids are starting to get heavier though.&lt;br /&gt;but no, the Amaths test at mavis today made me feel so demoralised.&lt;br /&gt;i walked out of tuition centre, look at the ground and started walking home.&lt;br /&gt;totally kill my mood. ):&lt;br /&gt;buck up gladys. 7 more months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm22/wonder_lick/Love/sandylove.jpg" border="0" alt="love Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Dream Come True&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You took my life and made it complete&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;with your sweet love and all you give.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart smiles everyday because of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To me you are a dream come true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My life was sad, so dark and blue;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;today it's not, all thanks to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you more than words can say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;With you I'll be until the end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each day goes by and our love grows and grows;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;how deep and strong, we'd never know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Years from now we'll still be here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;with this lasting love, untainted and clear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I made a wish that day.&lt;br /&gt;and it was for us to be able to come back to the same venue&lt;br /&gt;1 year from then, the following years and so on. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3837782778806014404?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3837782778806014404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3837782778806014404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3837782778806014404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3837782778806014404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm22/wonder_lick/Love/th_sandylove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-7972292744881885503</id><published>2009-04-05T15:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:19:19.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdhbEzzsiWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1ZCXTcNTZY4/s1600-h/HoldingHands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321103097922881890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdhbEzzsiWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1ZCXTcNTZY4/s320/HoldingHands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember telling my &lt;s&gt;boys&lt;/s&gt; Friends that I'd never fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;You&lt;/s&gt; They used to think I'd never find a &lt;s&gt;girl&lt;/s&gt; boy I could trust,&lt;br /&gt;And then you walked into my life and it was all about us.&lt;br /&gt;{lyrics taken from insomnia}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to hold on, and not let go anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edicted./ 17:15&lt;br /&gt;i've been slacking like some useless piglet.&lt;br /&gt;upon completing my Emaths hw, my fingers just type away on&lt;br /&gt;the keyboard, and i totally have no idea of what i totally did for the past&lt;br /&gt;1-2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've started a little on my chinese TYS (assignments).&lt;br /&gt;and when i turn to the back of the book, i saw answers!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so so so tempted to just copy the answers down,&lt;br /&gt;and slack for the next few hours before going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{IMTN}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-7972292744881885503?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7972292744881885503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=7972292744881885503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7972292744881885503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7972292744881885503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/remember-telling-my-boys-friends-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdhbEzzsiWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1ZCXTcNTZY4/s72-c/HoldingHands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-5321545537408220449</id><published>2009-04-04T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:23:47.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Area Day + out with CP</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;Area day was fun today.&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me of the times when i was in lower sec.&lt;br /&gt;getting sweaty and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;activities ended earlier than expected!&lt;br /&gt;i changed out of PT kit. and was extremly embarassed to go out of the&lt;br /&gt;washroom after i've changed.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, met up with CP after that and we went walk walk :D&lt;br /&gt;many things happen (: and everything he did just increase my&lt;br /&gt;happiness level by many percentage! :) :)&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, my happiness was at my limit!&lt;br /&gt;hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home, shower and out for dinner with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i overheard this convo, and it kinda sound funneyy.&lt;br /&gt;aunty no. 1: got the loreal one anot?&lt;br /&gt;aunty no. 2: what loreal? bo la si lora (no is lora).&lt;br /&gt;okay fine i know this is super lame. today even the slightest things make me laugh and&lt;br /&gt;be happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;it was really hot! though its in the night.i was feeling really sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm having panda eyes, i got a shpck when i look at my own reflections in the lift.&lt;br /&gt;poor me, i'm sleep deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/baby/NPCC/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02125.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/baby/NPCC/DSC02125.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bag would always be filled with shirts ( just like luggage)&lt;br /&gt;every friday due to friday trainings (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/baby/NPCC/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02127.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/baby/NPCC/DSC02127.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/baby/NPCC/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02140.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/baby/NPCC/DSC02140.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/baby/NPCC/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02141.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/baby/NPCC/DSC02141.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/baby/NPCC/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02145.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/baby/NPCC/DSC02145.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/baby/NPCC/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02146.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/baby/NPCC/DSC02146.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/baby/NPCC/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02151-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/baby/NPCC/DSC02151-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CPs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-5321545537408220449?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5321545537408220449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=5321545537408220449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5321545537408220449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5321545537408220449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/area-day-out-with-cp.html' title='Area Day + out with CP'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-4349052168080693155</id><published>2009-04-03T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:58:40.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last training for NCOs badge 2008/2009</title><content type='html'>sup.&lt;br /&gt;classes were boring today.&lt;br /&gt;all i could look forward was cca.&lt;br /&gt;i fall asleep during both geog and bio class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when classes were over.&lt;br /&gt;i started to get really busy,&lt;br /&gt;was pitching up the tentage for the training with the boys.( pictures up in the next post, i hope)&lt;br /&gt;the girls went MIA. anyway, i realise&lt;br /&gt;that we had forgotten how to tie the bowline onto the ring.&lt;br /&gt;i was panicking. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA was fun today.&lt;br /&gt;we somehow slacked, lol. wet activities was fun.&lt;br /&gt;i ended up getting wet, very.&lt;br /&gt;hahah! anyway, the winners got to get more wet!&lt;br /&gt;and i was chasing javier when ma'am gladys slip and fall.&lt;br /&gt;it was so embarassing and her butt was hurting. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dismissal and debrief, NCOs had quite a number of water bombs left.&lt;br /&gt;being greedy i took three. and so fortunately ( NOT!)&lt;br /&gt;someone throw a water bomb at her and the two other water bomb that&lt;br /&gt;gladys is still holding on burst.&lt;br /&gt;i got more wet. and everyone started aiming at gladys.&lt;br /&gt;hahah i just stood there and stone. i was feeling really really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii needd too wakkke upp att 4.45 am agaaiinn tomorrowww.&lt;br /&gt;so thhat i caan take a longg shhowerr beforee headiingg forr Area dayy.&lt;br /&gt;ii'm supperrr happyy coss ii'll be ablle too seee CP tomorroooww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( i cant imagine how i was able to type like that in the past -.-&lt;br /&gt;it takes up double the time hahahah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt sad yet happy today.&lt;br /&gt;happy that i'll be able to dedicate all my time to studies&lt;br /&gt;after stepping down. yet, depress to realise the fact that we ARE stepping down.&lt;br /&gt;time flies so fast. when i sat down and listen onto what sir luqman and hakim(superman)&lt;br /&gt;wanted to tell us. i nearly burst into tears.i took a few moments to realise that how time really flew. the times when we were still little ( sec1 ) .how i got posted to girl guides and how i appealed so hard to get into npcc.how doing knuckle push up under the hot sun at the parade square during our lance coperal test was a torture then.how sad i felt to be the only chinese girl and lonely i felt when i was left out then. how we came back during our nov-dec holidays to put up the notice board, how fed up i was because at that time no one wants to do work,how i got "bullied" by my then, poopoo ( a nicer word for enemy), and how we are good friends now. how much i wanted to quit when i was in sec 2 but yet perservered because of my area mate ( han ming and kit).how we sat down for hours, just to master campcraft skills how i love tying square lashing, diagonal lashing, round, sheer and so on. . . and how we started to bond as we went through camps together, how tired we felt during camps,how scared i was for each night walk and how i wish i didnt need to walk alone. how we cried when our then NCOs stepped down.how we had conflicts and yet, are able to solve it.how my squadmate, raudhah saw and helped me through the darkest part of my life in sec 3 and beginning of sec 4.how i had conflicts with so many of my squadmates, but yet, now, we're able to joke about and talk so much. there's so much that i've learnt in npcc, so much that i'm so confident to say that these values are too much to be absorbed.yet i know these values that are taught are truely important and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;another person that followed us closely was Mr chua, he too taught us alot. he was the one who formed the D and D2 squad. i was glad i didnt quit this cca in sec 3 ( i was on the verge of doing it). this cca is truely important to me.&lt;br /&gt;and these memories that we have had in these 3-4 years are very very memorable..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-4349052168080693155?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4349052168080693155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=4349052168080693155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4349052168080693155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4349052168080693155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-training-for-ncos-badge-20082009.html' title='last training for NCOs badge 2008/2009'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-1424554551523864089</id><published>2009-04-02T15:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:36:56.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sports day 02April2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdRtR_pAbvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Nvzf2xh3n_o/s1600-h/DSC02121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319997215740030706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdRtR_pAbvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Nvzf2xh3n_o/s320/DSC02121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; {fat cheeks}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sports day was fun ( not ).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wasnt participating and time seems to be crawling slowly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flag barrier , and changed out of full uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was stoning and wasting my time while waiting for&lt;br /&gt;sports day to end. i think the toilet is a better place for us to slack though.&lt;br /&gt;it has mirrors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which i walk over to tamp MRT to meet CP!&lt;br /&gt;sat in at coffee bean. heeeee, mud pie ( or was it chocolate cake? )&lt;br /&gt;was a good source of forfeit. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think at this rate, i'll be gaining weight if i were to&lt;br /&gt;play more guessing games with him. hahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its friday tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so so so happy and cant wait for saturday to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{bored}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How serious are your feelings for the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;▪ very very serious.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever met a gay person?&lt;br /&gt;▪ yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a favorite soft drink?&lt;br /&gt;▪ No. (:&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever INTENTIONALLY made someone jealous?&lt;br /&gt;▪ yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch college sports?&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;Do you live close to the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;▪ i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;Did you dress up for halloween this past year?&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;Do you flirt with people while in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;Who was your last phone call that was over an hour with?&lt;br /&gt;▪I forget. lol&lt;br /&gt;Are you listening to any music?&lt;br /&gt;▪ No.( my aunty's voice you mean?)&lt;br /&gt;What you're excited about right now?&lt;br /&gt;▪Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;Country or rock?&lt;br /&gt;▪both.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a picture of you kissing someone?&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think your ex still loves you?&lt;br /&gt;▪err.. i dont give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;What movie never fails to make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;▪sad romance movie whreby one of them dies? lol&lt;br /&gt;Are you talkative?&lt;br /&gt;▪Depands.&lt;br /&gt;Any plans for tonight?&lt;br /&gt;▪Tuition . . .&lt;br /&gt;Has someone ever told you they loved you and meant it?&lt;br /&gt;▪how would i know whether they mean it or not? lol!&lt;br /&gt;Something interesting happen lately?&lt;br /&gt;▪define interesting. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever injected a drug?&lt;br /&gt;▪ No.&lt;br /&gt;What is bothering you right now?&lt;br /&gt;▪my weight.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thingh you ate?&lt;br /&gt;▪mud pie ( or was it chocolate cake?) (:&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you sent message?&lt;br /&gt;▪Terence ngiam&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever lost anything down a toilet?&lt;br /&gt;▪No. ( anyway who wants to remembert these kind of things? sad )&lt;br /&gt;Do you use smiley faces on the computer a lot ?&lt;br /&gt;▪Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Biggest annoyance in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;▪The time.&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy?&lt;br /&gt;▪i suppose i do.&lt;br /&gt;Does your password have to do with a boy?&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;What's a fact about the last person who had their arms around you?&lt;br /&gt;▪huh?&lt;br /&gt;What do you currently hear right now?&lt;br /&gt;▪aunty's voice&lt;br /&gt;Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;▪school.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone that smokes?&lt;br /&gt;▪Yes.&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take you to shower?&lt;br /&gt;▪30-45 mins&lt;br /&gt;Are you a jealous person?&lt;br /&gt;▪Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time u ate MCDO? w/ whom?&lt;br /&gt;▪7 march. with my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time you were truly completely happy with your life?&lt;br /&gt;▪i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever read an entire book in one day?&lt;br /&gt;▪yup.&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know your password besides you?&lt;br /&gt;▪how would i know? no i guess&lt;br /&gt;Last night did you go to sleep smiling?&lt;br /&gt;▪yes i did (:&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a good day yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;▪yes. in fact for the past 1 week !&lt;br /&gt;What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;▪Tired.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to come to your house?&lt;br /&gt;▪ecnerwal. ( 4 feb)&lt;br /&gt;Any plans for holidays?&lt;br /&gt;▪trying to make me sad huh?&lt;br /&gt;How's your life lately?&lt;br /&gt;▪fine? lol.&lt;br /&gt;Is there one place you'd like to visit?&lt;br /&gt;▪Paris.&lt;br /&gt;Have you held hands with anyone today?&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss your past?&lt;br /&gt;▪ No.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you put into your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;▪mineral water.&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;▪noisy fan.&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person that made you smile?&lt;br /&gt;▪terence ngiam (:&lt;br /&gt;Is your phone close to you?&lt;br /&gt;▪Yes.&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;▪study and cca.&lt;br /&gt;Are you frustrated?&lt;br /&gt;▪no.&lt;br /&gt;Who last sent you a message on friendster?&lt;br /&gt;▪i dont bother.&lt;br /&gt;Did you hug anyone today?&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen someone you knew &amp;amp; purposely avoided them?&lt;br /&gt;▪ Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Who's the last person you had a deep conversation with?&lt;br /&gt;▪Deep?&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?&lt;br /&gt;▪Arina&lt;br /&gt;Would you consider being married/ engaged right now?&lt;br /&gt;▪huh?&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing you do before you go to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;▪cover the gaps in between my bed and wall&lt;br /&gt;Has someone ever made you a promise &amp;amp; broke it?&lt;br /&gt;▪yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST PERSO​N YOU&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last perso​n you texted?&lt;br /&gt;▪terence ngiam&lt;br /&gt;Last perso​n You were in a car with?&lt;br /&gt;▪family&lt;br /&gt;Last perso​n you went to the movies ?&lt;br /&gt;▪ - you know who-&lt;br /&gt;Last perso​n you Went to the mall with?​&lt;br /&gt;▪CP!&lt;br /&gt;Last Perso​n you talke​d on the phone​ with?&lt;br /&gt;▪Sister&lt;br /&gt;who are you talking to now?&lt;br /&gt;▪nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Been searc​hed By Cops?&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Been suspended from schoo​l?&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Sat on a Rooftop?​&lt;br /&gt;▪Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Broken a bone?&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Have shave​d your head?&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Playe​d a prank on someone?&lt;br /&gt;▪Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Had/have a gym membership?​&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Shot a gun?&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Donated Blood?​&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD​ YOU RATHER :&lt;br /&gt;1 Eat or drink?&lt;br /&gt;▪Drink&lt;br /&gt;2 Be serious or be funny​?&lt;br /&gt;▪Funny&lt;br /&gt;3 Go to the beach or mount​ains?&lt;br /&gt;▪beach.&lt;br /&gt;4 Die in a fire or die getting shot?&lt;br /&gt;▪Die getting shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY​ :&lt;br /&gt;1 Sun or moon?&lt;br /&gt;▪Moon.&lt;br /&gt;2 Winter or fall?&lt;br /&gt;​▪Winter.&lt;br /&gt;3 Left or right?​&lt;br /&gt;▪Right.&lt;br /&gt;4 Black and white or colored?​&lt;br /&gt;▪White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST WEEK HAVE YOU :&lt;br /&gt;1. Kissed someone?​&lt;br /&gt;▪No.&lt;br /&gt;2. Been hugged by someone?​&lt;br /&gt;▪No. ( and stop laughing lol)&lt;br /&gt;3. Been poked by someone?​&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;4. Cried?&lt;br /&gt;​▪No.&lt;br /&gt;5. Gotten in a fight?&lt;br /&gt;​▪No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{bord0m gone}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition.ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love love is loved (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-1424554551523864089?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1424554551523864089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=1424554551523864089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1424554551523864089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1424554551523864089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/sports-day-02april2009.html' title='sports day 02April2009'/><author><name>Gladys Goh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40wiTcYqz3U/Tm6u0TysH1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmgU40XkkLU/s220/image_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mu5KYV3ynVE/SdRtR_pAbvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Nvzf2xh3n_o/s72-c/DSC02121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-5913244208184718269</id><published>2009-04-01T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:03:13.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terence's source of living. (: IMY</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;time pass really fast today!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm happy happy happy!&lt;br /&gt;cos at this rate, it'll be saturday in no time.&lt;br /&gt;and i can meet terence (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i didnt do any revision today.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i felt sad yesterday perhaps due&lt;br /&gt;to study pressure.i have no one except myself to blame ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, gladys is proud to announce that she'll be going for&lt;br /&gt;a camp on june 5 - 6&lt;br /&gt;( 30 hour famine)we wont be given food for 30 hrs &lt;br /&gt;and are given unlimited supply of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The 30 HOUR FAMINE is World Vision’s annual flagship event where over one million people, mostly youth, take a stand of solidarity against global hunger and issues affecting the poor. Since 1985, thousands of young people in Singapore have joined this international youth movement to show that they, too, care about the poor and the hungry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, i'm this caring hahah!&lt;br /&gt;besides, we can get 30 cip hours!&lt;br /&gt;(see i'm so obsessed in earning cip hours)&lt;br /&gt;it cost 30$ though. haha! i'm so so so looking forward to this camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently trying to apply as a volunteer at SPCA.&lt;br /&gt;but the work there are like so shyte. lol&lt;br /&gt;i think if i were to do cip over there, i'll be cleaning the cages. and this&lt;br /&gt;is not what i want.maybe i should consider going over&lt;br /&gt;to pack the library books instead. boring~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ciao. gladys is going to prepare&lt;br /&gt;her full u for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{INTN}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edicted./&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapvcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like smashing the computer screen now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-5913244208184718269?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5913244208184718269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=5913244208184718269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5913244208184718269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5913244208184718269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/terences-source-of-living-imy.html' title='terence&apos;s source of living. (: IMY'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-2711755675840412624</id><published>2009-04-01T05:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T05:33:40.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5.32AM</title><content type='html'>stare at my title.&lt;br /&gt;good morning people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its wednesday today (:&lt;br /&gt;its the middle of the week!&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dont fall asleep in class today (like again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAR (after action review)&lt;br /&gt;later in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-2711755675840412624?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/2711755675840412624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=2711755675840412624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/2711755675840412624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/2711755675840412624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/532am.html' title='5.32AM'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-7266650945748377714</id><published>2009-03-31T14:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:07:42.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's monday!</title><content type='html'>looking at my title makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;its already tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally eating chocolates. &lt;br /&gt;sports day this thursday.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to run anymore.&lt;br /&gt;mr quek came to me this morning and inform me that&lt;br /&gt;jasmine and i cant take part.&lt;br /&gt;for whatever reasons lah.now i would be left with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;on sports day.i've decided not to join cheerleading this yr&lt;br /&gt;as i've been doing it for the last 3 yrs ( we were champions for the last three years!)&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, i've got a feeling that strivers &lt;br /&gt;will not emerge as a champion this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, bio class was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;you see, i feel that being bio students &lt;br /&gt;we should be open.&lt;br /&gt;talking about the X and Y chromosomes.&lt;br /&gt;i ask mrs lee why people would always put &lt;br /&gt;the blame on the women if the child is not a male?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i made a remark about it to sumi.&lt;br /&gt;and sumi asked me to stop using that word ( the word lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumi: eh dont use the word v....&lt;br /&gt;gladys:whats wrong with it?&lt;br /&gt;colin:orh horrrr you use the V word. ( and it goes on)&lt;br /&gt;gladys: whats wrong with it? LOL&lt;br /&gt;sumi:no, boys think its disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;gladys: than the P word leh?&lt;br /&gt;jamie: penis.&lt;br /&gt;colin:orrrhhh you use the P word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been getting scoldings from either my maid or my sister everymorning&lt;br /&gt;my sissy would scold me for my ringing alarm&lt;br /&gt;and my maid would scold me because i had difficulty waking up.&lt;br /&gt;you see,i put an alarm in her room and an alarm in mine.&lt;br /&gt;i would always without fail tell this to her every night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: aunty, tomorrow hor&lt;br /&gt;remember hor make sure when you call me wake up,&lt;br /&gt;make sure i wake up,stand up, open eyes, take uniform, &lt;br /&gt;go into mummy room then you go back sleep hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today she was pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty: ehhhh you very difficult to wake up lahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i woke up immediatly after hearing that sentence.&lt;br /&gt;lol!pls, who wouldnt want to sleep more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edicted./ at 17:35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is super duper crap.&lt;br /&gt;gladys should learn how to not leave her stuff under&lt;br /&gt;her table. she'd left her amaths TYS assignments under her table&lt;br /&gt;and it is due tomorrow! she's not panicking though.&lt;br /&gt;she feels rather tired because she've been doing Amaths for the past 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;and yet she's still unable to do the two questions.&lt;br /&gt;she still has chemistry, bio,and Emaths to complete.&lt;br /&gt;moreover she has to dig out all her past homework assignments and&lt;br /&gt;file it nicely into her Amaths file.&lt;br /&gt;she'll have to spend more than an hour doing that because&lt;br /&gt;all her papers are scattered everywhere around her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think someone should just ask her to run&lt;br /&gt;at maximum speed and bang the wall.&lt;br /&gt;it'll save her from being so tensed up each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edicted./ at 21:03&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition ended &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr ng:hold up the water bottle &lt;br /&gt;what if you hold it up for 10 mins?&lt;br /&gt;me:nothing happens&lt;br /&gt;Mr ng:30 mins? &lt;br /&gt;me:nothing happens also&lt;br /&gt;Mr ng:1 hour? &lt;br /&gt;me:nothing happens too ( whats wrong with my mind?)&lt;br /&gt;Mr ng:you sure anot?&lt;br /&gt;me:oh a bit tired&lt;br /&gt;Mr ng: how about holding it up for half a day?&lt;br /&gt;me:cannot la tired already&lt;br /&gt;Mr ng:1 day?&lt;br /&gt;me:cannot.must put down already very tired.&lt;br /&gt;Mr ng:wrong, you'll be in hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, he was trying to tell me sth.&lt;br /&gt;" na de qi fang de xia "&lt;br /&gt;studies la what you thinking about?! hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm feeling super down now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-7266650945748377714?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7266650945748377714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=7266650945748377714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7266650945748377714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7266650945748377714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-monday.html' title='it&apos;s &lt;s&gt;monday&lt;/s&gt;!'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-3492165286981023630</id><published>2009-03-30T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:14:06.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mugging for bio.</title><content type='html'>sup! good evening readers!&lt;br /&gt;i was having monday blues today.&lt;br /&gt;however, Mr____ brightens up my day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese test and physics SPA was totally screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;" O level school based science practical assessment "&lt;br /&gt;i stone at the title for minutes.&lt;br /&gt;and realise how important today's spa was.&lt;br /&gt;however i still screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after oral examination,&lt;br /&gt;i went over to bedok and as it was still so early,&lt;br /&gt;i decided to walk from bedok inter all the way to mavis.&lt;br /&gt;gladys is currently having blisters at her feet.&lt;br /&gt;great isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;she've to run two rounds around the school again tommorow for PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be starting my revision for bio test on 8 april &lt;br /&gt;note the date please. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;anyway it'll be the topic on sexual reproduction in mammals.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure 4E1 will be able to score distinctions.&lt;br /&gt;esp chin sock min.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping late and wakinging up at 4.45am ( realise it's getting earlier?&lt;br /&gt;from 5.30 - 5.00 - 4.45) is a daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;see my panda eyes? ( NOT!)&lt;br /&gt;hahah! cucumber to the rescue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm running ( 4 x 100 relay) for strivers&lt;br /&gt;for this thursday ( sports day!)&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can win a medel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* gladys is super pathetic. she've not won any medel is damai before*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i got a suprise when i ended tuition today.&lt;br /&gt;thanks love.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3492165286981023630?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3492165286981023630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3492165286981023630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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killing her. it really was.&lt;br /&gt;she dont see the need to study 20 cheng yu when only&lt;br /&gt;two cheng yu is coming out for test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;she's now gonna start on reading the huge stack of newspaper&lt;br /&gt;aloud to herself. or rather to the piglets in her room.&lt;br /&gt;she'll then proceed on reading through physics once again.&lt;br /&gt;she is panicking like nobody's business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3206655043489564497?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3206655043489564497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3206655043489564497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;but after pondering for a few minutues.&lt;br /&gt;i managed to do it!&lt;br /&gt;three cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, pictures to be uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;i decided not to upload the video.&lt;br /&gt;my voice sounded super act cute, and and, i swear i was talking as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister is freaking me out again.&lt;br /&gt;i was drinking ice lemon tea &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;and my sister was staring hard at me&lt;br /&gt;sister: mei mei you drinking ice lemon tea?&lt;br /&gt;(like so obvious)&lt;br /&gt;me: ya. why?&lt;br /&gt;sister: omg. its so fattening you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh whatever la sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/earth%20hour%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02072-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/earth%20hour%202009/DSC02072-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a 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alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/earth%20hour%202009/DSC02065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/earth%20hour%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02067.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/earth%20hour%202009/DSC02067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/earth%20hour%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02068.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/earth%20hour%202009/DSC02068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/earth%20hour%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02076-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/earth%20hour%202009/DSC02076-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/earth%20hour%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02078-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/earth%20hour%202009/DSC02078-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/earth%20hour%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02056.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/earth%20hour%202009/DSC02056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lunapic-me.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/2009/lunapic-me.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was taken on 20 dec.&lt;br /&gt;no difference.&lt;br /&gt;mummy say i look more meaty though.&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiong for physics SPA. ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMY and INY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edicted/. 17:37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladys is in deep shit.&lt;br /&gt;it had slip off her mind that there'll be&lt;br /&gt;chinese test tomorrow, and oral examination.&lt;br /&gt;she only rememebered that she'll be having physics spa.&lt;br /&gt;and she has been playing pet society from 3-4pm.&lt;br /&gt;apart from that she've left her chinese zuo ye &lt;br /&gt;under her table in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;she's really in deep shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-7670000689853662050?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7670000689853662050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=7670000689853662050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7670000689853662050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7670000689853662050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/26032009.html' title='26032009 (:'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/earth%20hour%202009/th_DSC02072-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-1626502418604928702</id><published>2009-03-29T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T01:27:16.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it really is disappointing.</title><content type='html'>{random}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it really is disappointing to know that your friend&lt;br /&gt;has sometimes choosen to go with the others&lt;br /&gt;rather than their own clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother came home after me&lt;br /&gt;mother: mei, what you put on your face?&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? nth what&lt;br /&gt;Mother:like different like that. you put foundation ar?&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? no. *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's due to me being super super super happy hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum saw the pictures on my com&lt;br /&gt;the one that jw and i took during his CI POP.&lt;br /&gt;apparently i was trying to delete it.&lt;br /&gt;and she gave loads of comments on it.&lt;br /&gt;lol. one of it was&lt;br /&gt;mother: you see last time look nicer.&lt;br /&gt;got some meat at the face. now so skinny.&lt;br /&gt;-.- how skinny have i got?&lt;br /&gt;its been only like 3 months?&lt;br /&gt;lol. shall continue later. yes later.&lt;br /&gt;its already sunday lah. loL!&lt;br /&gt;ciao good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-1626502418604928702?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1626502418604928702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=1626502418604928702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1626502418604928702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1626502418604928702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-really-is-disappointing.html' title='it really is disappointing.'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-2769180650638268197</id><published>2009-03-28T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T11:21:15.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>earth hour</title><content type='html'>earth hour today!&lt;br /&gt;so, did you readers switch off the light?&lt;br /&gt;i bet you didnt. lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, something that really got me a little on my nerve.&lt;br /&gt;i mean a little. more of a shock i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*excuse me do you know how to speak english?&lt;br /&gt;** no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sock min explains in chinese*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the man just cut her off and close the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crappyyyyy, how coould you not understand&lt;br /&gt;english and yet ans no, in a confident manner?&lt;br /&gt;hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we slack upon reaching back in school.&lt;br /&gt;i stayed back for the whole session though. it was untill 10 pm.&lt;br /&gt;but no i didnt stay back for the pizza party or starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;i stayed back for CIP hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 8.30pm, damai switched off the lights.&lt;br /&gt;it was so pathetic and we had to eat the pizzas in the dark, take the starbucks&lt;br /&gt;in the dark, do everything in the dark. the only source of light we had were the light sticks&lt;br /&gt;and the light coming from the screen. we were told there would be a movie screening.&lt;br /&gt;but no, they cheated our feelings. it was more of a documentory.&lt;br /&gt;i felt really bored. saw kh, he was playing his psp.&lt;br /&gt;and like what i've posted previously, i feel that psp is dorminating teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;and this is an example. haha! so i shouted " no life!" lol&lt;br /&gt;in a joking manner of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after a few minutes, i ended up playing his psp.&lt;br /&gt;but no i didnt play those soccer games and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i played some sort of an IQ game. hahah! i admitted i had no life then.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was dimissed. met Mr CP.&lt;br /&gt;you know who he is hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures and a short video tommorow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-tuition &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-study for physics SPA&lt;br /&gt;-bio worksheet&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;s&gt;a maths hw&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss Mr cp. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-2769180650638268197?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/2769180650638268197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=2769180650638268197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/2769180650638268197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/2769180650638268197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html' title='earth hour'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-9137893178081449136</id><published>2009-03-27T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:21:59.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy happy happy!</title><content type='html'>i've learn to love again.&lt;br /&gt;( i'm using the word love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01973.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01973.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NPCC, my passion (: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA for about 30 minutes today.&lt;br /&gt;had a short chat with gary.&lt;br /&gt;now i know how people felt when i was with him back then.&lt;br /&gt;(: thankfully, those days are over (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, to sum up for the week,&lt;br /&gt;i was rather busy.&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand why am i trying so hard to earn CIP hours.&lt;br /&gt;i packed those whatever kit for the dont know what shit test.&lt;br /&gt;(what kind of english is this huh?!)&lt;br /&gt;i think its the kit for testing faecal or whatever cancer.&lt;br /&gt;went to elderly activities centre, and had CIP today at padang.&lt;br /&gt;( took picture for earth hour, i think it'll be publish in the straits times tomorrow leh!&lt;br /&gt;see my face!)&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tommorow, there would be CIP again.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be doing the 2.30 - 10pm shift.&lt;br /&gt;its long huh? ( *slaps myself) why did i want to do the longer shift huh?&lt;br /&gt;earth hour. yeah right man.&lt;br /&gt;imagine singapore offing all the lights while JJ is having his concert.&lt;br /&gt;funney! so this is called saving electricity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i feel as though&lt;br /&gt;electronic devices are dominating youngsters.&lt;br /&gt;especially psp, when i go out, i see ppl walking and playing their psp.&lt;br /&gt;some are with their girlfriend and yet they're playing it.&lt;br /&gt;goodness, if i were the girlfriend. i would just freaking snatch the psp.&lt;br /&gt;and throw it onto the ground. lol just joking.&lt;br /&gt;hahhah!&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, you've already gotten yourself a pretty girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;why are you staring at the psp screen playing games instead of accompanying your girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;if i were the guy, i would just spend the entire day staring&lt;br /&gt;at my girlfriend instead of the psp.&lt;br /&gt;pigeon brains. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going over to temasek sec on 4April for area activities!&lt;br /&gt;i'm super happy! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;i'll see Mr CP there. (jumping with joy)&lt;br /&gt;hahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway lemme count.&lt;br /&gt;12 more days and i'll be turning 16!&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm so not looking forward to this day though hahha.&lt;br /&gt;seems like i'm not in the mood to celebrate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*same phone W595!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overdue pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n583656906_1547041_65439251.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/n583656906_1547041_65439251.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01945.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01945.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01944.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01944.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01943.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01943.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01942.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01942.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01951-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01951-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-9137893178081449136?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/9137893178081449136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=9137893178081449136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/9137893178081449136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/9137893178081449136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-happy-happy.html' title='happy happy happy!'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/th_DSC01973.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-5655512182454308707</id><published>2009-03-26T15:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:32:57.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its finally friday tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling extremly tired yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i reached home approximately at 6, shower, study and ate dinner till 7.40.&lt;br /&gt;studied till 8.15 and i decided to take a nap for half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;my maid woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;but i ended up sleeping all the way till 10.15.&lt;br /&gt;crazy or what?! i studied for chemistry SPA&lt;br /&gt;and was smsing on the other hand too!&lt;br /&gt;slept at 12. and decided maybe i should just pack my bag the next morning&lt;br /&gt;as i'll be waking up at 5.&lt;br /&gt;for all i know, at 6.15&lt;br /&gt;my sister scream at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister: OOIII! wake up.&lt;br /&gt;*opens eyes* ( i was wondering why is she waking up earlier than me?)&lt;br /&gt;Sister: today O LEVEL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was rather pissed off. lol. she had reminded to set my own alarm, and not&lt;br /&gt;wake up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i got a shock. i thought it was the o level written examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was feeling breathless.&lt;br /&gt;i had this two stupid dreams.&lt;br /&gt;and i mean it really is stupid! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st dream&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that i was giving birth and so amazingly the process took only 5&lt;br /&gt;short mins. how could i give birth in just 5 mins when the approximate time needed&lt;br /&gt;is about 5 hours?! ( or issit lesser?) well, maybe i would take only 5 mins in future huh?&lt;br /&gt;besides that, the doctor ask me whether i would want to keep the placenta&lt;br /&gt;and not remove it from the womb.&lt;br /&gt;what crap!&lt;br /&gt;and so i replied : wouldnt it decompose?&lt;br /&gt;doctor: no it wouldnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the alarm woke me up at 5*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm thinking too much about bio's sexual reproduction in mammals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd dream&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that i left my valuables in the bus interchange.&lt;br /&gt;i ran like a man. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* my sister scream at me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well maybe the second dream&lt;br /&gt;explains why i felt breathless when i wake up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA ( NOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got geog and bio test on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i think i should be glad though, cos i'll be able to celebrate it after school&lt;br /&gt;poor reng hong and sakinah, they'll have to study for geog and bio tes on their birthday&lt;br /&gt;ahhaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm skipping tuition today!&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm not glad about this.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so tired, i just want to sleep, slack and prepare for cca tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edicted./&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so so so so happy!&lt;br /&gt;i really am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything around me looks so B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L .&lt;br /&gt;i hope to see Mr___ soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-5655512182454308707?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5655512182454308707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=5655512182454308707' 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tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;had sherman to accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is a short post.&lt;br /&gt;i've to rush off to study for chemistry SPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3258409538813575694?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3258409538813575694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3258409538813575694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3258409538813575694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/3258409538813575694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr.html' title='Mr _____'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-2769830266026451469</id><published>2009-03-24T18:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:01:45.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its just tuesday.</title><content type='html'>i realise how time passes so SLOWLY.&lt;br /&gt;yes slowly you didnt read the previous sentence wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;its only tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt really dead today.&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to wake up at 5 but ended up snoozing&lt;br /&gt;for half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was simply too distracted during class.&lt;br /&gt;i drink water like nobody's business and&lt;br /&gt;crap, i left my pink 750 litre water bottle in the elderly activity centre.&lt;br /&gt;i went home wanted to reach out for my PINK ( i emphasize on pink!) capped&lt;br /&gt;water bottle. and i realised i lost it. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to lessons, teacher was teaching bio.&lt;br /&gt;when i slowly fell asleep. i woke up, realised that i've missed some points,&lt;br /&gt;tells myself to keep awake, and i'll fall back into my nap seconds later.&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with me huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaths common test : 26.5/40&lt;br /&gt;emaths common test : 32.5/40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh at my amaths results. i know some of you do want to laugh at it.&lt;br /&gt;i felt super down.&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, i felt relieved after knowing i got 32.5 for emaths.&lt;br /&gt;i remembered how i panicked the night before the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*conversation between me and tutor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: cher i scared. how? * shows that stupid face*&lt;br /&gt;tutor: ai ya scared for what? i pity you lah, this time fail nvm la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the freaking first time i'm hearing this.&lt;br /&gt;i think he must have known how much pressure i'm under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i've been wanting to blog about this.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that pigeons look super stupid.&lt;br /&gt;just look and obseve their eyes when you happen to pass by them the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/Sci4SYzgehI/AAAAAAAAAu8/MDqfTIAtTFs/s1600-h/DSC01940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316701986146515474" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/Sci4SYzgehI/AAAAAAAAAu8/MDqfTIAtTFs/s400/DSC01940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super stupid looking huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry mr pigeon. i know i'm being bad. but you really look stupid with those &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eyes of yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahhaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"push yourself gladys! you can do it"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats what i told myself when i was having PE today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'd to push myself for the stupid run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gym this thursday? hahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go gladys push yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;few more months (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when will i reach 44kg? crap! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go gladys! hahahhaahh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-2769830266026451469?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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CP. HUNK&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaahhah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overdue holiday assignments.&lt;br /&gt;never mind. i'm feeling super happy now haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-1159544729700075249?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1159544729700075249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=1159544729700075249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1159544729700075249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1159544729700075249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/hyper-mood.html' title='hyper mood !'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-4424277408197195460</id><published>2009-03-22T17:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:49:14.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday are so great (NOT!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/ScYAXbNMFSI/AAAAAAAAAu0/UtEQwO2v_zE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315936812597515554" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/ScYAXbNMFSI/AAAAAAAAAu0/UtEQwO2v_zE/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/ScYAI7i4d5I/AAAAAAAAAus/oWJEj4_PF0U/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was quite shock to see that there's viewers from other side of the world.&lt;br /&gt;usually its only us, china, etc. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework today!&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edicted./ 21.47 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing the thick algebra booklet e maths teacher gave.&lt;br /&gt;there's so many school.&lt;br /&gt;and one school was css. i kept seeing the same school again and again.&lt;br /&gt;and crap, i did wish it was the month of febuary now . ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-4424277408197195460?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4424277408197195460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=4424277408197195460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4424277408197195460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4424277408197195460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/holiday-are-so-great-not.html' title='holiday are so great (NOT!)'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/ScYAXbNMFSI/AAAAAAAAAu0/UtEQwO2v_zE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-1783506245594456516</id><published>2009-03-22T13:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:44:20.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/fill-this-in.html"&gt;http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/fill-this-in.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refer back to this post. i still have lots to do.&lt;br /&gt;its sunday today. i can forget about being able to complete all.&lt;br /&gt;i am working hard. i've decided to give up on chinese.&lt;br /&gt;i mean my o lvl. okay its not funny. the thoughts&lt;br /&gt;of sitting for chinese o lvl paper just&lt;br /&gt;kills my mood. what? i'm going to take the paper this june.&lt;br /&gt;and what? i've been failing my chinese test even though i've studied hard.&lt;br /&gt;( okay so how do you study for chinese? ) crap.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm asking myself. why am i still blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-L-A-C-K-E-R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-1783506245594456516?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1783506245594456516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=1783506245594456516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1783506245594456516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1783506245594456516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/httpshoot-thatlittlemonster.html' title=''/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-8187775474316807018</id><published>2009-03-21T15:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:38:06.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a small little thing i'll always remember.</title><content type='html'>sup!&lt;br /&gt;i just reach home.&lt;br /&gt;lunch over at jack's place with mummy and sister.&lt;br /&gt;sister was being slightly irritating.&lt;br /&gt;each time i put a spoonful of food into my mouth she would say&lt;br /&gt;" i cant believe you're putting that into your mouth, i could see your waist&lt;br /&gt;increasing by an inch." crap i was so irritated. cause i tried to forget about these&lt;br /&gt;stuff and there she is reminding me that i'm eating really fattening food.&lt;br /&gt;well i shall consider doing what she told me&lt;br /&gt;"since you're so weight conscious,&lt;br /&gt;you can forget about eating for the next one week after eating all these food."&lt;br /&gt;well my clique will see me not eating during recess and lunch starting from next week again&lt;br /&gt;600 ml x3 mineral water again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are 9 albums.&lt;br /&gt;i've bought 2 assuming each album is $20&lt;br /&gt;crap i still have 7 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;which means $140. go gladys you can do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i did a little shopping and decided to buy these (:&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me of sth though. heee [:&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid i'll dirty it thus i try not to use it too often,&lt;br /&gt;tadaa so i got these!&lt;br /&gt;i've been going out on most saturdays since 14 feb&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i'm feeling so guilty, i spent more than a hundred for this week&lt;br /&gt;*slaps my face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/ScST6UrrXHI/AAAAAAAAAug/Fl15N1s-vZA/s1600-h/DSC01916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315536090397629554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/ScST6UrrXHI/AAAAAAAAAug/Fl15N1s-vZA/s320/DSC01916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/ScST6R7Q2EI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Y-BoM75U-JE/s1600-h/DSC01913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315536089657694274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/ScST6R7Q2EI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Y-BoM75U-JE/s320/DSC01913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of you must be wondering why am i always wearing this dress.&lt;br /&gt;i was having a difficult time choosing what to wear today.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wear white today. (girls know why . lol!)&lt;br /&gt;and so i took like an hour and decided that i think i shall just wear the same one.&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random./&lt;br /&gt;i was in the taxi just now looking out at the lorries passing by.&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering, how to make the journey time short.&lt;br /&gt;i guess cars should have big tyres like what SBS buses have&lt;br /&gt;so that the circumference is big and therefore can travel faster.&lt;br /&gt;good idea huh? maybe 20 years down the road lol.&lt;br /&gt;( like who wants a small car with big tyres? its the same concept as&lt;br /&gt;having a small body with huge feet haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/ScST6JKsTrI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/aPWJnnbkdp4/s1600-h/DSC01911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315536087306489522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/ScST6JKsTrI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/aPWJnnbkdp4/s320/DSC01911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/ScST6LRCQ7I/AAAAAAAAAuI/5_r-vklS0sA/s1600-h/DSC01907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315536087869965234" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/ScST6LRCQ7I/AAAAAAAAAuI/5_r-vklS0sA/s320/DSC01907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao! homeworks waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edicted./ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;i spent the last 2 hours downloading, installing, uninstall, install, uninstall msn live messenger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had to add all the contacts all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, it was due to the virus, my msn took the "initiative" to send out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;messages. hopefully nothing happens to the new one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;add me &lt;a href="mailto:hogsydalg@hotmail.com"&gt;hogsydalg@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="Wentworth Miller 2008.jpg" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Wentworth_Miller_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="Wentworth Miller 2008.jpg" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Wentworth_Miller_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/58/Wentworth_Miller_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/hot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=180px-Wentworth_Miller_2008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/hot/180px-Wentworth_Miller_2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wentworth Earl Miller III is so so so hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;edicted again .//&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so so so happy so i came over to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr ______&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arhhhhhh! crap. gladys have to wake up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was totally on the top of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crap. * slap myself* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wake up gladys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-8187775474316807018?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/8187775474316807018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=8187775474316807018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8187775474316807018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8187775474316807018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/small-little-thing-ill-always-remember.html' title='a small little thing i&apos;ll always remember.'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T-i3AMw7icY/ScST6UrrXHI/AAAAAAAAAug/Fl15N1s-vZA/s72-c/DSC01916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24339524.post-7893666444412526063</id><published>2009-03-20T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:27:14.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>top of the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i felt like i was on the top of the world&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was perhaps the closest conversation we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still miss the "flower" ): i like the ''flower''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i hate to smile.&lt;br /&gt;my cheeks are fat, that when i smile, the fats accumulate at my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tummy is bloated and i know why.&lt;br /&gt;we just had biology lessons last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've not completed my holiday homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-7893666444412526063?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7893666444412526063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=7893666444412526063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7893666444412526063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/7893666444412526063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/top-of-world.html' title='top of the world'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-2684294604745124566</id><published>2009-03-19T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:52:09.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>i'll be going over to teck whye sec tomorrow for&lt;br /&gt;npcc checkers competition.&lt;br /&gt;i've been playing the internet checkers for an hour with my eyes half closed.&lt;br /&gt;its weird to realise that i've not lose any weight after camp.&lt;br /&gt;i was wishing that i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so fortunate to have decided not to ________ (fill this in yourself)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-2684294604745124566?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-24339524.post-1017488837191462271</id><published>2009-03-19T15:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:27:56.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MR TGIF</title><content type='html'>months of planning. 3 days of carrying out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3d2n camp ended today.&lt;br /&gt;was quite suprised to see terence sir.&lt;br /&gt;everything was carried out well. but the campfire was slightly screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shabby and i have had quite a fun time last night thou.&lt;br /&gt;we slept in the atrium for a while (yes, we're not supposed to) lol&lt;br /&gt;we just somehow fall asleep and i was woken up by this few drops of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir: eh bird shit bird shit&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? where? *looks at shabby* eh shabby just now you tell me what?&lt;br /&gt;she wasnt talking she had just woken up too lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling really tired!&lt;br /&gt;i think austin took some unglam pictures of us sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, anyway this was the last camp for 08/09 badge NCOs.&lt;br /&gt;was feeling relectant to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do they call it crush?&lt;br /&gt;ans: cause its how you feel when they dont feel the same towards you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Mr L, Mr L, Mr T. }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why do i want to talk to Mr ehem.&lt;br /&gt;crap. but no i dont have the courage to. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-1017488837191462271?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1017488837191462271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=1017488837191462271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1017488837191462271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/1017488837191462271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr-t-gif.html' title='MR T&lt;s&gt;GIF&lt;/s&gt;'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-5003340095718557582</id><published>2009-03-16T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:41:25.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>advance party</title><content type='html'>i was caught in the drizzle today&lt;br /&gt;and now, i'm having a bad headache and a cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i want to see many smses when i switch on my phone after i break camp.&lt;br /&gt;hahah! though i know it's lightly impossible.&lt;br /&gt;lol. many = 50 - 100&lt;br /&gt;hahha! till then! i'm having bad headache!&lt;br /&gt;shall go and sleep early. (its 10.45 now)&lt;br /&gt;have to wake up at 4 tomorrow to have a nice and long shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-5003340095718557582?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5003340095718557582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=5003340095718557582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5003340095718557582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/5003340095718557582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/advance-party.html' title='advance party'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-410939764963445736</id><published>2009-03-15T19:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T08:56:36.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>{fill this in}</title><content type='html'>holiday assignments are as follows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Amaths TYS &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Amaths differenciation booklet &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Bio exam paper &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics exam paper&lt;br /&gt;English TYS&lt;br /&gt;English exam papers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Social studies SBQ &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social studies newspaper articles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Geography worksheet &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Emaths algebra booklet &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Emaths Probability worksheet &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry worksheet&lt;br /&gt;Chinese (free writing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last updated on : 29/3/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats there somemore?&lt;br /&gt;go gladys! i hope i dont go mad.&lt;br /&gt;goodluck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-410939764963445736?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/410939764963445736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=410939764963445736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/410939764963445736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/410939764963445736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/fill-this-in.html' title='{fill this in}'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-9178675038805910563</id><published>2009-03-15T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:45:55.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>supreme court's open house } { i miss him.</title><content type='html'>04022009.&lt;br /&gt;no its not because its the date that my relationship came to an end,&lt;br /&gt;its something more significant. something, i'll remember.&lt;br /&gt;the one thing that you gave me, was also the one thing that&lt;br /&gt;i'm treasuring it alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 7, prepared&lt;br /&gt;and left house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel super tired today.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun, to tour the place with classmates and mrs tjan ( issit spelled like this?)&lt;br /&gt;lol! pictures to be up soon. pls pray that i'm not suffering from&lt;br /&gt;short term memory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starbucks after that.&lt;br /&gt;it was super sinful. okay, thats crap.&lt;br /&gt;shall extend the date till 1 april.&lt;br /&gt;it was suppose to be till 23 march&lt;br /&gt;but no, not now anymore. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advance party tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;camp on tuesday-thursday&lt;br /&gt;and cherckers competition on friday.&lt;br /&gt;which leaves me with. . .&lt;br /&gt;today tomorrow , and the following weekend to complete holiday assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;}random{&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm a jinx.&lt;br /&gt;it always rains when i want to go for a jog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drop about 20-30 strands of hair each time i shower.&lt;br /&gt;scary or not?&lt;br /&gt;so everyday, i would drop about 40-60 strands of hair.&lt;br /&gt;at this rate, i think i wouldnt need any hair cut, my hair would be getting thinner and thinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love peanut waffles, you know the kind they sell in bakery shop?&lt;br /&gt;but recently i've cut down to plain waffles cause it wouldnt be so fatty.&lt;br /&gt;peanut = fats.&lt;br /&gt;however, my mother have been buying the plain waffles for me.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'm going to gain weight in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see no point in people wasting their time doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;might as well work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get a DS. ahhhh. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 24 more days to my birthday. okay this isnt ( ISNT) a&lt;br /&gt;hint to get DS for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;its just that i feel that time is passing way way way too fast.&lt;br /&gt;in about 2 and a half more months i'll be taking mother tongue o level papers.&lt;br /&gt;crazy or not?! i feel like i'm just, still young and innocent.&lt;br /&gt;forget it, i've to accept the fact that&lt;br /&gt;I AM TAKING O LEVELS THIS YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-9178675038805910563?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/9178675038805910563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=9178675038805910563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/9178675038805910563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/9178675038805910563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/supreme-courts-open-house-i-miss-him.html' title='supreme court&apos;s open house } { i miss him.'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-4344295027817163154</id><published>2009-03-14T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:05:45.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays!</title><content type='html'>sup&lt;br /&gt;its march holidays!&lt;br /&gt;homeworks are like fwahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;shall start completing it tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with wilson today.&lt;br /&gt;was walking around hoping to get a backpack.&lt;br /&gt;but no, i didnt get any.&lt;br /&gt;hair extension, like so finally.&lt;br /&gt;i felt short when i'm walking with him.&lt;br /&gt;but no, i'm not (NOT!) short.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah! meet up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit to supreme court's open house tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i have to get up early again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{sorry no picture post}&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-4344295027817163154?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4344295027817163154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=4344295027817163154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4344295027817163154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/4344295027817163154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/holidays.html' title='holidays!'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-8334379801426112180</id><published>2009-03-13T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:02:49.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 march tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>bio classes are getting so sick.&lt;br /&gt;we saw the giving birth process yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;they practically showed every single shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, they showed the pictures of aborted foetus.&lt;br /&gt;its bloody, distorted and its not a foetus, its many parts of a foetus.&lt;br /&gt;they described the process of abortion, and thou we're not seeing the video,&lt;br /&gt;i could already feel the pain at my lower part of the body ( its super duper sick).&lt;br /&gt;you know what i mean? lol&lt;br /&gt;pictures were flashed on the screen. STD.&lt;br /&gt;i've seen that kind of pictures so many times  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio classes make me think alot and thus i've decided that ppl should&lt;br /&gt;not to have premarital sex. lol! or, or think of stupid ideas,&lt;br /&gt;like if your boyfriend/ girlfriend wants sex, than use condom!&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going out tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;like finally, after 4 months after OBS , we ( wilson yeo and i) have been saying&lt;br /&gt;"lets meet up" and we never does it. and we're finally meeting up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so maybe things would be better tomorrow? i'll cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-8334379801426112180?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/8334379801426112180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=8334379801426112180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8334379801426112180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8334379801426112180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/14-march-tomorrow.html' title='14 march tomorrow!'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-3336430561617403055</id><published>2009-03-11T18:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T20:45:11.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gym.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;eh, whatever lah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait till i change my playlist. ( i want a change. (:  )&lt;br /&gt;i'm kind of crazy over jay chou's song! aahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its wednesday today!&lt;br /&gt;i was free after school and it was a last minute decision to go to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so pathetic today. nobody wants to go to the gym and i,&lt;br /&gt;had to go alone. after which i went to meet up with clique.&lt;br /&gt;they ate kfc. i'm feeling so deprived from chocolates, bubble tea,&lt;br /&gt;fried stuff, and what? there's alot more lahhh.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, self discipline gladys, self discipline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so desperate today.&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden i feel that being a lesbain is not that bad.ahah!&lt;br /&gt;so i ask sharol, sharol can you be my girlfriend? sharol i want buy couple tee with you.&lt;br /&gt;lol, i swear she was so pissed off by me. but who cares? lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon me for my U-G-L-Y handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;darwis keep pushing my elbow ( it was on purpose!) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01724.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01725.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( close the window if you hate me lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01732-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01732-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01733-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01733-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01734-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01734-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01735-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01735-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01736-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01736-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01738-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01738-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01739-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01739-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01740-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01740-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01744-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01744-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh, look , look at MY eye bags.&lt;br /&gt;shit, more like eye luggage lah!&lt;br /&gt;i was embarrassed when i brought along my power puff girls mini towel to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha! heh, but who cares? lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want muscles at my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;you must be thinking " you're kidding?"&lt;br /&gt;i'm not, i'm not. lol!&lt;br /&gt;i'm super duper training like some madcow.&lt;br /&gt;200 sit ups everyday. (:&lt;br /&gt;heh, in no time i'll have a super duper flat tummy!&lt;br /&gt;you must be talking to the com saying "stupid, want so thin for what?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ans to people would always be so super standard&lt;br /&gt;"i was chubby when i was young, and i dont want to be back like how i was last time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time to study. go gladys, go go. . . hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-3336430561617403055?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3336430561617403055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=3336430561617403055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>090214</title><content type='html'>i've been listening to jay chou's song recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladys, cut the crap. go and study now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-8415696335761179713?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/8415696335761179713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=8415696335761179713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8415696335761179713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/8415696335761179713'/><link 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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-24339524.post-617253249368093202</id><published>2009-03-08T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:37:30.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amaths and biology which one?</title><content type='html'>wild wild wet and escape today.&lt;br /&gt;the whole area was so packed.&lt;br /&gt;i had sunburn. but its fun though. (:&lt;br /&gt;hunted house 2 is lameee. super lammmeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaths common test and bio retest tomorro.&lt;br /&gt;i've only done a little revision.&lt;br /&gt;e maths tuition tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;e maths common test on tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss Suhn (jumbled up)  de  ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think of flowers (: i'll be happy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-617253249368093202?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/617253249368093202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=617253249368093202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/617253249368093202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/617253249368093202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/amaths-and-biology-which-one.html' title='amaths and biology which one?'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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-24339524.post-6111226473970111029</id><published>2009-03-07T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T21:42:51.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ss workshop; flagday; chill out</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i swear you're not the type i want&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ss workshop was boring, throughout the whole duration i spent most of my time&lt;br /&gt;picking up my pen that fell onto the floor counless times.&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with me? ahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flag day after that.&lt;br /&gt;went orchad with brenda,sharol and sock min.&lt;br /&gt;we were so unfortunate, it rain as soon as we reach orchad.&lt;br /&gt;we had to walk in the rain. and seek shelter.&lt;br /&gt;but we ended up getting seperated from each other.&lt;br /&gt;sharol and i ended up walking pathetically in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;i was super unfortunate because i was wearing full school u.&lt;br /&gt;and it was translution. guess what ppl saw? -.-&lt;br /&gt;i stoned several times.&lt;br /&gt;there's so many types of people we saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are some reactions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: excuse me do you want to...&lt;br /&gt;people: (ignores)&lt;br /&gt;me: sharol, am i invisible?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;me:excuse me do you want to donate ?&lt;br /&gt;people:what's this?&lt;br /&gt;me:singapore disability sports council&lt;br /&gt;people: oh no. (walks away)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;me: excuse me do you want to donate?&lt;br /&gt;people: *tsk.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;me:excuse me do you want to donate?&lt;br /&gt;people:oh i've no money&lt;br /&gt;(what crap how can you go to orchad without money?)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;me:excuse me do you want to donate?&lt;br /&gt;people:oh i've no change&lt;br /&gt;( this is not so bad though)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;me:excuse me do you want to donate?&lt;br /&gt;people:oh okay, i've some change here. (dropping in coinS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on so forth.&lt;br /&gt;there's some that are generous though.&lt;br /&gt;some gave us a disgusting look. as if donating to charity is a disgusting thing.&lt;br /&gt;i'm extremly pissed off when we ask.&lt;br /&gt;excuse me do you want to donate?&lt;br /&gt;they look at us, and consider for a while then say, oh no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh! we were looking so pathetic, with our hair all wet and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and i realised we cant go that far, we can only go as far as two mrt station from tam.&lt;br /&gt;what?! loL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to tam and dinner at pastamania with fellow classmates.&lt;br /&gt;i ate alot and slacked at open plaza.&lt;br /&gt;we played till we felt like puking.&lt;br /&gt;colin kept asking where should we go next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were listening to kayne west - heartless&lt;br /&gt;and sock min said i was heartless to guys.&lt;br /&gt;-.-. she said my attitude is like&lt;br /&gt;" dont want sms him, sms him for what?"&lt;br /&gt;lol! hahah! i dont think this is heartless though.&lt;br /&gt;i used to be one who keeps initiating a start of sms in the past.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel if they want to sms me they will automatically sms what.&lt;br /&gt;lol. so.. . sock min i'm not heartless okay! ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dont think you've got any rights to give me those shit sms.&lt;br /&gt;stop being sucha hypocrite,&lt;br /&gt;i've told you before i'm not stupid. i'm smarter than what you think i wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even effing care whether you've got a change of heart or what.&lt;br /&gt;like wtf? i can get the things i like myself.&lt;br /&gt;oh please why am i wasting my precious time blogging about you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got my mail blocker.&lt;br /&gt;its so cool! okay actually it's not so cool.&lt;br /&gt;lol! it blocks the screen of my hp. and others will not be able to&lt;br /&gt;see what i'm smsing about! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16gb = 4000 songs&lt;br /&gt;now = 300 songs.&lt;br /&gt;what??? i'm under-tilising it.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh i got pissed off after 1 hour of transfering songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01665.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01666.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01672.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01673.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01674.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01675.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01679.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01681.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01684.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01685.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01686.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01688.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01687.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01689.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/DSC01689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;wwwet tomorro!&lt;br /&gt;shit i've not started on revision for bio test and amaths common test.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tell me why am i still blogging huh?! lol! ciao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24339524-6111226473970111029?l=shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6111226473970111029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24339524&amp;postID=6111226473970111029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6111226473970111029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24339524/posts/default/6111226473970111029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-thatlittlemonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/ss-workshop-flagday-chill-out.html' title='ss workshop; flagday; chill out'/><author><name>Gladys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956370390534732018</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g164/gladys-93/since%207%20march2009/th_DSC01665.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
